The natives can't even afford to eat rice, let alone other living conditions.
Just one gram of gold is enough to buy dozens of slaves, let alone an entire gold desert eagle.
This is also a symbol of great local power.
The man picked up a very old-fashioned walkie-talkie, patted the device, and said, "Are you there, are you there? A sheep is heading your way, capture him alive, that's enough, the rest doesn't matter."
"Yes, boss."
Tossing the walkie-talkie on the seat, the man grinned as he picked his teeth, "If I make a big profit this time, maybe I can carve a piece of gold into the shape of an elephant and embed it in my forehead."
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"Master, someone's following us, there's no road here at all, those cars are completely off-road, it seems they're coming for us, should we deal with them?" Chi Ming quietly asked a few meters behind Wang Longhu.
