We should not offend those who are hunting here.”

Tank frowned slightly when he heard this. He was not a novice like Bai Yutang who had no knowledge of the Far East. At the border junction, there were almost all places where dirt was hidden.

The Far East Forest Area is adjacent to the Xing'anling Forest Area, with smuggling, poaching, and even large-scale transactions. These rich second-generations not only have a huge domestic influence, but also have used a lot of money to buy the local area, which has reached the point of covering the sky with one hand.

Tolstoy asked Chen Qiye to endure, and he was indeed a qualified guide.

But Tolstoy wanted to take a step back and the vast sky was wide open, but the rich second generation wanted to find excitement because they once asked someone to find Tolstoy as a guide, but were rejected.

"Tolstoy, I once asked you to be a guide and you refused, but I used it as a guide for others. Do you think the money from my Zhang family is smelly?" Zhang Shao was much stronger than Bai Yutang. He pushed him away and walked directly to Tolstoy and questioned.

Tolstoy gave Chen Qiye a reassuring look, then shook his head and said, "Dear Mr. Zhang, you misunderstood. These are my son-in-law's relatives in China. They came to the forest area for a walk, but I couldn't help but feel kind."

With a squeak, the group of young people behind Zhang Shao suddenly burst into laughter.

"Mr., do you think we are idiots? They are from Jiangnan, and your son-in-law is from the black province. He is far away from 100,800 miles away. Do you think of us as monkeys?"

"You clearly don't sell our Mr. Zhang's face."

"Tell me, how much money they give you, we'll give you double."

Tolstoy's face suddenly became ugly. He liked US dollars, but it did not mean that he had no principles. As the most famous hunter in a radius of ten miles, he has always been regarded as a shame by Tolstoy as a guide to make money.

Especially if you are a guide to a group of lawless rich second generations, it is even more a shame.

The Far East worships the strong. Tolstoy is willing to put down his posture and serve as a guide in view of Shen Qiye and Tank being strong. He asked him to give Zhang Shao a group of rich second-generation people. That is an insult to his personality.

"Mr. Zhang, I hope you can sell me a favor today and scare you away. After that, I will beat you three heads to apologize to you." Tolstoy said without hesitation.

Zhang Shao wrapped his hands around his chest and smiled coldly: "Okay, Tolstoy, I think you are the most famous hunter nearby. I will give you a face and don't bother with these garbage from Jiangnan, but you must fight with my men to see who is the real fighting clan."

As soon as he finished speaking, a man like an iron tower came out of Mr. Zhang's group, with a buzz cut, bean cake face, and a pair of tiger eyes that were embarrassed and charming. Even in a place like Far East Forest, he was only wearing a thin single dress, which was obviously a master.

Tolstoy was in a dilemma in an instant and said with difficulty: "Mr. Zhang, please don't force me!"
Chapter completed!