Entering Kenya, there were no armed groups chasing and killing Xiao Yuanchao at all. Because almost all of the armed groups here in Kenya have been taken care of by Marcus. And the way Marcus can do it is very simple, which is to use his godfather status and his reputation as an angelic rescue station.

In Africa, almost every armed group represents a tribe or an ethnicity. They fought for their tribes, for their homeland, and no one knew when they would be defeated and when they would be slaughtered in blood.

When the time comes to defeat, the only thing that can save their people may be Marcus's Angel Aid Station. In fact, Marcus has done a lot of this, and in Kenya, he is a compassionate godfather.

But these armed groups also have a price to pay for giving up the African Round Table's employment, that is, Xiao Yuanchao has to get weapons for them. The weapon is also very simple, just a rifle grenade will do.

Many armed groups are not fully equipped and can use bows and arrows, so you can imagine their backwardness. Suffice it to say, they are more hungry for weapons than anyone else.

But this has given Marcus a lot of face, and if it weren't for Marcus's influence, they would not have refused the African Round Table to support their weapons and equipment for free.

Regarding this, Xiao Yuanchao said that he would get weapons for them in the shortest possible time. Of course, this is still a guarantee made by Marcus. And the guarantee made by Marcus is indeed weighty enough - the weight of Xiao Yuanchao's friend.

No one dares to vouch for such a thing, but Marcus dares. The person who can knock one of his arms to pieces, and he is also a friend, why doesn't he dare to vouch for it?

Escorted by armed groups along the way, Xiao Yuanchao and Marcus arrived at the world's largest refugee camp: Dadab.

Dadaab is here for the second time, and the last battle that took place in Dadaab is still vivid. chose to come to Dadab first, Xiao Yuanchao wanted to see how Xu Yibing was now, after all, Xu Yibing was also his concern.

Outside Dadaab, a group of policemen stood with rifles, and Sheriff Moore sat under a sun umbrella, munching on extravagant watermelons with relish.

Back then, Sheriff Moore didn't stumble on Xiao Yuanchao and Marcus, this is a mercenary guy. But this mercenary guy definitely has strong abilities, otherwise he would not be able to sit here and make a fortune.

"Hah, Red Murderer!" Seeing Xiao Yuanchao and the group coming, Moore threw away the watermelon peel in his hand and stood up and let out a hearty laugh.

It seemed friendly, because the rifles in the hands of those policemen were all safed off and the muzzles were pointing towards the ground.

"Sheriff Moore, we're meeting again." Xiao Yuanchao smiled and greeted Moore.

This guy swallowed a batch of arms back then, and his strength has already shown earth-shaking changes. The current Dadab is even more of a matter of his say, and he sits firmly on the throne of the Emperor of the Soil.

It's still the same as before, the only difference is that the jewelry on the body has changed from gold to diamonds.

There are no eternal enemies, and there are no eternal friends.

"Oops, watermelon!" Hou Xiaolan, who had already been smoking in her hot throat, exclaimed in surprise and quickly ran towards Moore's sun umbrella.

Xiao Yuanchao hurriedly reached out to pull, but unfortunately he didn't hold this foodie.

He couldn't figure out what Moore meant now, and similarly, Marcus didn't figure out what Moore meant.

They have a grudge and a grudge against this guy, and they know each other very well in their hearts. Even if Marcus was here and had to find Moore for many things, it didn't prove that they had a very good relationship.

All in all, the Earth Emperor Moore is definitely a cunning fox. In such a chaotic Dadab station is steady, and its uniqueness is absolutely terrifying.

"Hahaha...... Eat, eat, eat, eat, hahahaha......" Moore laughed, and waved his hand generously to let Hou Xiaolan eat enough.

Here, watermelons are luxury and expensive. Moore prepared a bunch of them, even though the money was a small amount of money to him.

"Fatty, you're so good, haha......" Hou Xiaolan didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, held a piece of watermelon and nibbled on it, and said vaguely while gnawing it: "Big fat man, do you have beef jerky here?" I'm thirsty, but I prefer beef jerky; The beef jerky is dry, but it tastes good! A few days ago, when I was in the rainforest, I felt uncomfortable, but when I got here, I found that it was still a rainforest, at least I could always eat snake meat. By the way, is there a Shaqima here? French fries? Hamburg? KFC should have it, right? What about hot and sour noodles? Hot dry noodles? Soak your feet and feet? Dandan noodles? Potato chip? Chafing dish? ……”

The mouth kept stopping, and the red watermelon juice flowed down Hou Xiaolan's mouth that kept talking. She's constantly asking for food, all the good food.

Moore was stunned by her question, completely unaware of what the other party was talking about. What is hot pot? Burn the fire in the pot?!

"Go, lead ten cows!" Moore waved his hand and commanded the people around him.

Hearing this, Hou Xiaolan happily took a bite of watermelon, she felt that Moore was really a good person, the biggest and biggest good person in the world!

"Hahaha......" Moore laughed, took two steps forward, and said to Xiao Yuanchao, "Old friend, I rejected the African Round Table. ”

When this sentence was spoken, Xiao Yuanchao and Marcus immediately understood what Moore wanted to express: to show goodwill.

It's a gesture of goodwill, that's right, the Tu Emperor of Dadab showed them goodwill regardless of his previous suspicions.

Xiao Yuanchao and Marcus made eye contact without a trace, took two steps forward, and stood in front of Moore.

"Although the African Roundtable will provide me with more powerful weapons, and I am very eager for it. But for your sake, I refuse the African Roundtable. Moore shrugged his shoulders and said with a stern expression: "The reason is that I think they are very unreliable, far less reliable than yours." Although there have been gaps and mistrusts between us, this problem is not difficult to solve. Sincerity, I believe that sincerity can change a qiē. ”

Moore's eyes showed a deep sincerity, and when he showed sincerity, he gave people the impression that he was a trustworthy person.

"All the weapons I swallow will be returned to you, my friend. Not only will it be returned to you, but additional compensation will be made. Moore looked at Xiao Yuanchao and nodded, "I'm pretty sure I'm not drunk, and I'm even more sure my mind is clear." My friend, how about we uncover the old qiē? ”

Gestures of goodwill, return of weapons, compensation...... It's not Moore's style at all, what's going on in the head of this guy? What is he playing?

PS: Next chapter, around one o'clock. R1148