The young maid looked at Lin Chong again, bent down slightly, reached out to her hand to show her stiff smile, and said in a rude Yanhuang saying: "Dear guest, please come in."

Lin Chong looked surprised, as if he didn't expect to hear a familiar native language from the young maid.

"Thanks."

But he soon came to his senses, nodded politely, and walked into the villa.

From the outside, the villa is inconspicuous, but the interior is extremely luxurious, and gold-made utensils can be seen everywhere.

Thinking of the common people who struggled to survive, with pale faces and thin skin, and the innocent natives who died tragically by Kabamiyan, Lin Chong's eyes were slightly cold.

The subtle change in eyes flashed and did not attract anyone's attention.

Under the guidance of the young maid, Lin Chong entered the spacious and bright and magnificent living room.

A burly and bearded black man sat on the sofa in the middle, about forties, wearing a white shirt and white trousers, with the neckline of the shirt open, revealing an extremely strong muscle outline.

He had a gold necklace hanging around his neck, a gold ring on his hands, and a desert eagle that seemed to be made of pure gold. He was full of nouveau riche atmosphere.

But this black man was not a nouveau riche, but the leader of the rebels, Macon.

Information about Macon appeared in Lin Chong's mind.

He was once a middle-level cadre in the Comerlon government army, with a rank of major, but later, because he was dissatisfied with the treatment of the government army, he brazenly led his subordinates to launch a rebellion.

It is said that there were only more than 500 soldiers rebelling with Macon at that time. If the Comeron government forces had their full efforts to suppress it, they would have been wiped out soon.

However, the government forces did not pay any attention to it and adopted the tactic of adding fuel to the oil, which led to the increasing number of rebels under Macon and his command. Until now, they have become large warlords entrenched on the borders of the four countries, with thousands of troops.

In Africa, thousands of troops are already considered powerful.

Some small countries, even if they devote their entire country, can only raise tens of thousands of troops, including at least half of the miscellaneous troops.

Macon was keen on power, greedy for money and lust. If it weren't for this, he wouldn't have raised the flag to rebel.

But he is also a powerful and courageous hero who always firmly controls the power of the rebels. Once anyone dares to challenge his authority, he will never see the sun the next day.

On the left and right sides of Macon, there was a strong black man with a naked upper body, and a white man in a suit and tie.

The strong black man had a big bald head, his eyes were full of fierce light, his muscles were tangled all over his body, his arms were almost as thick as forests and his thighs. Even if he just sat there, he was as strong as a hill.

The white man wore gold-framed glasses, had a tall figure, elegant temperament, and neatly combed brown hair behind his head. It happened to be two extremes with the strong black man.

After the young maid took Lin Chong into the living room, she automatically walked behind Macon and stood still.

Macon grinned, revealing his white teeth, got up from the sofa, reached out to Lin Chong from afar, and said in English: "Mr. Zhong, welcome to Antaputo as a guest."

When Lin Chong heard Macon call out his name, his pupils shrank slightly, without hiding his shock.

Of course, they were all pretended on purpose.

Lin Chong had actually known for a long time that the rebels had hidden the other party's spy in the past, otherwise why would he work hard to act?

"You...hello."

Lin Chong reached out and shook Macon.

"I'm General Macon, I'm sorry to meet you in this way."

Macon naturally has his personality charm to be able to become a great warlord who entrenched on one side. He pointed to an empty sofa and said, "Please sit down."

"It doesn't matter."

Lin Chong was so cautious that he sat down on the sofa with a word of gold.

"Mr. Zhong, I don't understand Yanhuang language, so we can communicate in English, right?" Macon said, staring at Lin Chong's face.

"Can."

Lin Chong smiled and said, "I happen to know some English, of course, just a little bit."

"Mr. Zhong is too modest. Your English is very good." Macon praised with a thumbs up.

But the next moment, he changed his face instantly and squinted his eyes and said, "Mr. Zhong, I don't know the situation in your country, but a person as young as you are actually a member of the board of directors of a multinational group. You must be very powerful, right?"

While speaking, Macon stroked the Golden Desert Eagle with his fingers, his eyes a little cold.

"General Macon seems to have misunderstood. I am not a director of Yuxing Group."

Lin Chong swallowed in vain and explained: "I am the special consultant of Chairman Guan Yuxin and I am fully responsible for this special incident."

Macon looked out of the corner of his eyes at the white man sitting on his right, who nodded slightly.

"Why didn't Ms. Guan come in person?"

Macon's expression became kind again, and he sighed regretfully: "I heard that she is very beautiful, and I especially admire beautiful and strong women."

Lin smiled but said nothing.

"So, can Mr. Zhong represent Yuxing Group? Can he make the decision for Ms. Guan?"

Macon leaned forward and looked at Lin Chong with his eyes straight, like a beast staring at prey, as if he was about to pounce over at any time and tear Lin Chong into pieces.

"Please rest assured General Macon, I can make the decision."

Lin Zhong said calmly: "If you don't believe me, please give me a computer and I will video confirmation with Chairman Guan Yuxin in front of you."

"Can."

Macon snapped his fingers.

The young maid standing behind him immediately turned around and left. After about half a minute, she returned to the living room with a laptop and handed it to Lin Chong.

Lin Chong took the computer and after a few proficient operation, Guan Yuxin's beautiful and charming face appeared on the screen.

Macon's eyes lit up suddenly.

He is a debauchery and has never seen a beauty of Guan Yuxin. He immediately became lustful and drooled, and wished he could pounce on the screen.

"Chairman Guan, I have met General Macon. He wants to confirm in person whether I have the power to negotiate on your behalf." Lin Chong said straight to the point.

As soon as he finished speaking, Macon snatched the computer away.

"Hello, Ms. Guan."

Macon said in an unskilled Yanhuang language: "I am Macon, I'm very happy to see you."

Guan Yuxin on the screen smiled, elegant and impeccable in temperament: "I am also very happy to meet General Macon."

Hearing Guan Yuxin's pleasant voice, Macon immediately scratched his ears and his forehead, and even his breathing became heavy.

"If possible, I want to negotiate with Ms. Guan myself."

Macon licked his lips and couldn't wait to say, "As long as you come to Antaputo, I'm willing to significantly reduce the conditions."

Guan Yuxin was contemptuous, but her expression was not changed. She still smiled and said coldly: "General Macon, let's talk to Mr. Zhong first. Mr. Zhong can represent me with full authority. His opinion is my opinion. Wait for you to discuss.

After that, I will decide whether to talk to you in person based on the results.”
Chapter completed!