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The patriarch's eyes narrowed, and Fann Binn's hand trembled. He thought to himself, It seems like this guy finally got what he wanted because of the merchants' words. At this moment, Mister had no idea. His greed had completely plunged him into the crisis of the Hongmen Banquet!    

    

"If that's the case, then let's do as you wish. Those who are willing to stay... We naturally have to treat them well. " The patriarch opened his eyes, turned his head, and smiled at Sanbak, who was standing beside him. "Sanbak, my loyal warrior, these guests cannot be neglected. I'll leave everything to you and Cena to manage. Today, let us not return drunk, let's get drunk for once! Well... I have a bottle of good wine that has been brewed for more than ten years, don't I? Take it out and drink it tonight!"    

    

Sanbak's eyes lit up. He nodded solemnly and said," Yes, Patriarch. I'll go get it right away! "    

    

" Haha... no need to be so polite, patriarch. Although we came from afar as guests, we don't need to receive such a favor. " Mister smiled and waved his hand. "Just drink a little. How can I let patriarch spend so much?"    

    

Fann Binn looked at him and could not help but sneer in his heart. Mister, Mister, you don't even know you're in trouble. You're only qualified to be a businessman. 'But you'll never become a millionaire...' 'Because when you become a millionaire, you'll be living in a coffin for the rest of your life!'    

    

Sanbak held a huge wine jar with both hands, and just like that, he moved forward step by step with a heavy and slow pace. At this time, Sini, who was sitting next to the merchants, smiled and said to Mester and the others, "This is the best wine of our tribe. Today, he is willing to give it to you. He is treating you all as important guests."    

    

Mister nodded excitedly. He looked at his subordinates and gave them a look. The subordinate immediately took out a box and handed it to him. Mister turned to the tribe leader in front of him and said with a hearty smile, "I really feel honored to be treated so well by the tribe leader. We merchants are very honored. Tribe leader, this is a type of gastric medicine from my hometown, it can cure diseases with poor digestive systems. Weren't you suffering from abdominal discomfort a while ago? After taking this medicine, I can guarantee that your illness will get better."    

    

Fann Binn turned his head and took a look. The box of stomach medicine in Mister's hand was just an ordinary medicine. Not to mention in other countries, in H Country, this box of medicine would probably only cost a few dozen dollars. But here, Mister actually treated it as a big gift to this patriarch. This was enough to show how much communication these native tribes had with the outside world. And it could be seen from the fact that Mester had offered up stomach medicine at this time instead of the days when the tribe leader had been feeling unwell. It was obvious that this transaction had not been successful a while ago.    

    

According to his estimations, it was likely that Mister's goods had raised the price of the stomach medicine to an extent that even the patriarch could not bear it. That was why the negotiation did not come to an end, right? Today, he was quite generous. After drinking a good wine, it seemed that he was also in a good mood. He actually took out this kind of "treasure."    

    

As expected, the patriarch nodded happily and said, "Thank you very much, Mr. Mister. Originally, you wanted me to exchange 50 transparent stones for this medicine. But now you want to give it to me for free. It's really too precious. It seems that I've benefited from Mr. Mister today! "    

    

Fann Binn couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air when he heard that. Fifty transparent stones? Wasn't that the same as saying that Mister originally wanted to give this box of stomach medicine in exchange for 50 diamond stones? What did King Kong Ore mean? It meant that out of the 50 King Kong Ores, at least 25 diamonds of various sizes could be extracted! 25 diamonds could only be exchanged for one box of stomach medicine? It was truly self-inflicted. It was no wonder that the patriarch and Sanbak hated these merchants so much. It was simply insatiable greed!    

    

Mister looked like a profiteer, but unfortunately, he did not know that... His greed had caused these natives to hate and hate him. He might still think that... Holding a monopoly on a commodity was the same as holding onto the lifeline of the natives. He could do whatever he wanted here. Earning violent profits.    

    

However, he did not expect that the natives did not actually take him seriously at all. In this place, there was no law to protect the consumers, and at the same time, there was no law to protect the merchants.    

    

The patriarch seemed to be in a better mood after taking Mister's medicine. He waved his hand and said, "Sanbak, open the wine jar. We will not return until we are drunk! We have to thank the guests who came from afar! "    

    

Sanbak immediately nodded when he heard that. He used his strength to open the lid of the wine jar with a large knife. After it shattered, the opening of the wine jar was revealed. He picked up the wine jar. He directly poured all the fine wine inside into the large wooden barrel outside that was filled with wine!    

    

As the wine poured into the wooden barrel was gradually filled up by the surrounding natives with wine vessels, they walked to each of the people sitting in front of them. They poured the rice wine into their bowls. Fann Binn looked at the rice wine in his bowl, and his expression gradually changed. The fragrance of the wine was fragrant, but he did not have the slightest desire to drink it. Because he knew very well that there might be a problem with the wine. That's right, this clan head was currently taking out such a precious wine. It was impossible for him to really welcome these greedy merchants.    

    

"Thank you all for coming, for our cooperation to continue forever. Just when Fann Binn was hesitating whether he should drink the wine or not, the patriarch had already picked up the wine bowl. He gulped down the wine in one gulp.    

    

Could it be that there was really no problem with the wine? Fann Binn was dumbfounded as he watched the patriarch drink the wine like this. The doubt in his heart instantly lessened by a lot. While he was hesitating, Mister and the others had already picked up the wine bowl. They cheered and drank all the wine in the bowl. Fann Binn saw that they had all drunk the wine and was hesitating whether they should drink it or not. He suddenly thought of a way.    

    

With a thought, a golden arc flashed by his side without anyone noticing. The golden needle steadily landed on his hand. He used his sleeve to cover the needle and dipped it into the bowl of fragrant wine. Soon, a set of data analysis appeared in his brain. After the analysis of the golden needle, Fann Binn's heart instantly tightened.    

    

The result of the golden needle analysis was that in this bowl of wine, there was a type of poison that could destroy the lung function of the human body! In other words, this wine was poisonous! Furthermore, this poison was fatal! Fann Binn suddenly raised his head to look at the tribe leader. He saw that the tribe leader was looking at everyone in front of him with a smile on his face. It did not look like he was going to be poisoned at all. Soon, he understood. This patriarch was really good at scheming!    

    

Yes, only after he drank all the wine first would the others be at ease and dare to fall into his trap. He also drank all the wine, but why wouldn't he be afraid of losing his life? Even his subordinates also drank the poisonous wine. It seems like there is only one answer. They had the antidote!    

    

At this time, Fann Binn once again looked pitifully at his flushed face as he drank. He was still in high spirits, with Mister and his merchant subordinates. This Mister had always regarded these natives as cicadas. He was the real mantis, but he did not expect that... Sometimes, he was the truly weak and helpless little Chan. Meanwhile, these natives were the true vicious mantis that killed without batting an eye!    

    

Suddenly, Fann Binn realized that he was the sparrow that was waiting for the mantis to catch the cicada. At this moment, the baldy and his men had probably surrounded the tribe. With Lee Shiqi's efficiency, she was afraid that there would only be some wind here. They would probably make a move! It seemed that this yellow sparrow of hers was really going to make a decision?    

    

Regardless, Fann Binn had already made up his mind. He had to find a way to make it clear. What kind of sacred object were these natives guarding, and what was different about the sacred object that these merchants wanted? And as he had expected, the outcome would be just as he had expected. These merchants were destined to become wandering souls on this island!    

    

"Good wine, it's really good wine! Not only was it rich and fragrant, but the fragrance of the wine was also overflowing. It was truly a rare good wine." Mister drank another big bowl of wine and smiled, "I've drunk a lot of wine, but it's such a good wine. This is the first time in my life that I've tasted such a good wine! "    

    

"Hehe, if it tastes good, you should drink more." The patriarch gave a look at Sambak, who immediately understood and took the initiative to place another bottle of wine in front of Mister.    

    

Fann Binn twitched his mouth speechlessly. This guy couldn't be from the east, could he? Why was he so energetic when drinking rice wine? Didn't people say that white people liked to drink red wine and western wine? He took a closer look at Mister. He really felt that this guy was slightly different from those from the western countries in terms of clothing and appearance. He couldn't help but ask carefully, "Mr. Mester, which country are you from?"    

    

"Me? Hehe, I am a person from the Southern Pacific called the island country of Fiji. Of course, my ancestor was from Country Y, where my ancestor took root a hundred years ago. That's why I became one of them." As if he was a little happy from drinking, Mester didn't mind this question.    

    

In this way, Fann Binn completely understood that this Mester and his merchants were only ordinary citizens of island country. In order to earn money, he took the risk to buy and sell. He did not know why he would let him discover the natives of Haigur Island. Not to mention whether this guy had such a fortune or if he was really a businessman with a lot of assets. Just the fact that he could use his unique vision to do business with these natives was enough to prove that he was a smart man. Unfortunately, the smarter a person was, the more conceited he would be. The current him was undoubtedly a little too conceited. So much so that he couldn't see the situation before him clearly.    

    

Mister was addicted to drinking. He drank wine and ate mutton one after another. It had to be said that the mutton was very delicious and juicy. It was smooth and not greasy. He didn't know whether the sheep were brought by the merchants or raised by the natives. It was really good. It was a pity that even if Fann Binn ate it now, he wouldn't have any appetite. When he found out that these natives had poisoned the wine, do you think he would still dare to eat them?    

    

Obviously, this poison that could severely injure a person's lungs was slow and not urgent. Mister and the others were still happily drinking wine, even though the poison had yet to spread. The clan leaders were also calm and collected, as if they had never put any poison in wine. Both parties were pretending to be sincere, and Fann Binn felt disgusted when he saw the fake smile on their faces. Because their performance was too fake!    

    

After an unknown period of time, Sanbak suddenly gave a look to the native women who were serving the merchants and pouring wine. The natives quickly left the merchants' seats and quickly disappeared from the central square of the tribe. As the natives left, the laughter and laughter in the square suddenly stopped.