"Fang Jueyu, who are you threatening?" With the help of a translator, the generals of the three factions understood what he had just said.
"We respect Huaxia and show Huaxia face by calling you General Fang here. Do you think this is Huaxia?" the general of Slozhang said bluntly. "Your mechanized forces are indeed impressive, but they're not in Huaxia. Do you really think you alone can make us ceasefire? Aren't you overestimating yourself?"
"That's right, Fang Jueyu, even though you're the world's richest man, not everything belongs to you. These gold mines, diamond mines, and oil fields are on our African continent and have nothing to do with you!"
"Although most of our heavy weapons are no longer usable, do you think our personal weapons are just for show?"
As soon as the words fell, over a hundred dark gun muzzles were aimed directly at Fang Jueyu's head, as if even the slightest movement from him would trigger a hail of bullets in an instant.
