189: Chapter 189 Warlord? A Shoulder Massage!

Meanwhile.

Africa.

Lin Heng and the others were currently in the camp of an African Warlord, being respectfully served by the Warlord Leader.

Yet, they all wore expressions of fear and apprehension.

Of course, everyone except Lin Heng.

Su Xueer and the others were staring ahead in shock...

The burly Warlord Leader was respectfully addressing Lin Heng as 'Strategist,' constantly calling him 'Strategist' this and 'Strategist' that, which made their scalps tingle.

One had to remember that these people had only just returned from the battlefield...

They had truly experienced carrying guns and killing people...!

Su Xueer, having lived in the Dragon Country, had never witnessed such a scene, and her face had turned deathly pale from fright.

Beside her, the security team members dressed in special uniforms had reactions very similar to Su Xueer and the others.

When she first heard that Lin Heng was coming to Africa for a temporary assignment, Su Xueer struggled and hesitated for a moment, but ultimately decided to follow Lin Heng.

To prepare, Su Xueer had specifically hired a professional security team from their home country!

It was rumored... that with them around, they could safely bring their employer back no matter where they went overseas.

Who knew that this time they were directly brought to an African tribal camp, and one belonging to a chaotic Warlord at that...

During this period, they finally understood that their professionalism was utterly useless in this land of constant conflict!

Could you imagine fighting dozens of battles in a single day?

The locals simply refused to fight head-on; they specialized in annoying you!

But then, at the most crucial moment, they would suddenly dispatch a group of people—just the thought made you terrified!

With their nerves constantly on edge, even those who weren't scared became fearful...

They had witnessed battles both large and small, and even now, they remained constantly on edge.

Previously, they were only worried about people from other African tribes showing up without warning, but now they realized it wasn't just African tribes; people from other countries were involved too.

For example, the military from the Pretty Country.

During this time, they had already launched countless attacks.

The enemy's equipment could only be described as excellent—they had planes and artillery galore. However, when they reached this location, it was like a stone sinking into the ocean. No matter how great their power, in Africa, they had to behave!

The Pretty Country's warships had been attacking for a week, and countless members of the SEAL Team had landed one after another, only to be beaten back by the Black people's gas canisters...

The casualties were immense.

They thought this level of event was absolutely top-tier, perhaps even something worthy of being recorded in history, but what happened next was even more explosive.

These Black people, by some unknown means, directly blew up the enemy's warship...

That was a loss amounting to tens of billions!

Later on, forget about establishing a military base here; even just staying near the coast was a source of immense dread for them.

They dared not casually lay a hand on the people here!

Looking at Lin Heng on the seat, being waited on hand and foot by the African Warlord Leader, they quickly understood.

Who else could the person providing the strategies be?

Besides the man before them, they absolutely could not find a second person in this world!

Upon seeing this scene, many people's mouths twitched uncontrollably.

At the same time, they felt a wave of worry in their hearts.

Recalling the person who had previously been charged with war crimes, their expressions became extremely grim.

If they did this... would they be breaking the law?

They had never committed any criminal acts in their lives; to go on one mission and then be locked up upon returning would be absurd.

At this moment, the African Warlord Leader showed a smile on his face.

"Strategist, we owe you so much for this matter!"

"We had already dealt with that fellow Lubi Zhan long ago, but since the other side had the support of people from the Pretty Country, taking him down wasn't easy. I never expected that with your intervention this time, you not only seized his territory but also severely taught a lesson to those arrogant people from the Pretty Country..."

"We must thank you again!"

At this time, Lin Heng quickly sat up straight, recovering from his slumped posture. He frowned slightly.

Seeing this movement, the African Warlord's expression immediately changed, and he quickly lowered his head.

He dared not speak, just waiting for Lin Heng's criticism.

It was then that Lin Heng snorted.

"Was it me who took action?"

The Warlord Leader, Sam, quickly interjected: "No... Military Lord did not take action; we did everything ourselves."

Lin Heng continued to ask: "Did I participate in any of your battles?"

Sam continued to shake his head.

His answer was exactly the same as before.

Upon this, Lin Heng nodded and comfortably leaned back.

"Shoulder rub."

"...Yes!"

Thus, to the astonishment of everyone present, they watched as this terrifying figure, who slaughtered people like flies on the battlefield, now gave Lin Heng a shoulder rub.

This event, even in this age of advanced internet, was incredibly shocking!

Looking around, many Black Brothers, heavily armed but only wearing their base layer clothing, stood guard.

They felt utterly intimidated.

However, they finally recognized one thing.

That is, when they returned home, they might not be treated as war criminals.

The reason, Lin Heng had already made very clear just now.

And soon...

Someone approached from outside.

"What is it?"

The man who had been respectfully giving Lin Heng a shoulder rub earlier, Warlord Leader Sam, immediately revealed a fierce look, truly displaying his identity as a Warlord Leader!

The other person bowed his head and quickly spoke: "Teaching time is up. The children have been asking for the Military Lord."

Glancing at the time, Lin Heng saw it was getting late, and he waved his hand dismissively.

"It's been a while since I visited those little rascals. I'll go take a look."

Lin Heng quickly stood up.

Sam respectfully saw Lin Heng off.

After turning around, he immediately slapped the person who had just spoken.

"What are you standing around for? Hurry up and prepare the car for the Military Lord!"

"Ah, yes, yes, yes!"

Soon, the people in the room sprang into action.

Afterward... Su Xueer and the others subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva and quickly walked toward Lin Heng's direction.

They were terrified every step of the way.

Especially Su Xueer and one of the girls from the film crew; there were many malicious gazes surrounding them...

They were almost certain.

If they weren't staying close to Lin Heng, they would undoubtedly have ended up like lambs to the slaughter!

Hoo...

After leaving the room, they finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It was a relief to finally leave that nerve-wracking place.

They were still quite curious about the school in Africa.