C844 Land of Death

Just as Lu Fei walked into the tent, the two men behind him aimed their guns at his head.

"Sir, it looks like he's Chinese. I just wonder what he's doing here." Battle looked at Lu Fei with the wine pot in his hand.

Lu Fei laughed, "I am indeed a Chinese, but since you invited me here, this method seems to be too rude."

Battle laughed out loud. Before Bartle's laughter could fade