In previous lives, after he became friends with Cabo, cabo did say that to him.

But he never had a chance to talk to anyone again.

After hearing his words, cabe immediately showed a row of neat big white teeth, "distinguished guest, I will tell you everything I know!"

Then he made a gesture of invitation.

"Wait!"

Goodall squeezed over, crossed between him and Wei Zhenhui, and stopped Kabu with open arms. "Are you sure this Chinese soldier is our friend? Don't be fooled by him. Any etiquette will make you believe so?"

Kapbai glanced at him. "Our east mountain is different from your west mountain. You don't have any etiquette. We have a variety of etiquette, and each etiquette expression method and object are different. I don't believe he can use it accurately at a glance. I believe him."

"Don't forget, his men killed my confidants!" good shouted angrily.

"Good, how long do you have to deceive yourself and others? You and I all know that the peacekeepers didn't shoot that day!"

Kabu ignored Goode and walked into the hut with Wei Zhenhui.

Although he is a chief and has supreme political power, the appliances and utensils in his house are even backward than those in rural China.

Kabu described what happened two days ago to Wei Zhenhui.

"We didn't notice at that time. Looking back, it should be someone else who fired the cold shot. The purpose is to provoke the contradiction between us and the peacekeepers. Dear friend, I'm very sorry. We drove your people to the minefield in the West."

Minefield?

With Luo Cheng and Zhao long, Wei Zhenhui doesn't think the minefield can pose a threat to them. Luo Cheng and Zhao Long won't go away until now.

"Besides this? What else is there? You're talking about someone else. Who are they?"

Kabu secretly admired and unconsciously looked at Wei Zhenhui. The man in front of him was really strong.

He looked left and right, and some of his cronies retreated to the corner of the hut.

"They are..."

Halfway through cabe, good broke in.

"Kabu, you can't say! Betray them and we will have more people infected with the plague!"

"Pestilence? What pestilence? I brought the most famous experts in China, who can help you cure!" Wei Zhenhui asked.

"I..."

Cabe finally stopped talking halfway. His eyes were full of hesitation. It seemed that he was really frightened by Goodall's words.

Wei Zhenhui can understand him.

The medical skills of primitive tribes were underdeveloped. They were sick by witch doctors, and many lives were lost in vain.

So they are very afraid of getting sick.

"Kabu, even the plague is not as terrible as you think. Modern medical conditions are developed. As long as treatment is timely, it can be cured. I assure you that the doctor I brought is the best expert in China and she can be cured. Or do you not believe my friend at all?"

"No, no, I believe you!" cabo's heart was contradictory. He dared to see Wei Zhenhui when he said this.

Tribal people don't believe in outsiders, but once they treat you as a friend, they will treat you sincerely.

Good was afraid that he would continue to talk and immediately stopped, "Cabo, don't listen to the nonsense of these outsiders. Didn't the peacekeepers in front also say they can be cured? As a result, you can see that your wives and daughters and my wives and daughters are still..."

Goodall couldn't go on. His eyes were full of angry flames. "It's you outsiders who disturb our peace!"