Dato had witnessed the fighting prowess of this group before; the day before yesterday, an attack by more than 60 men failed to take them down, and instead, 22 of them were killed in the ensuing counterattack.

There are only 13 of us here, and we're on Baija tribe territory. How are we going to escape?

Seeing Dato's eyes darting around, Ye Feng immediately knew what he was thinking...

"Hey, didn't you want to kill me? Now you're trying to run away, aren't you?"

Dato's body was already trembling slightly; these Han Chinese were real killers.

They had slightly more men, but compared to the others, their fighting strength seemed to be on a completely different level.

He was filled with regret at that moment, realizing he should have informed Bai Ying directly.

He had heard that Ye Feng was a very vengeful person, and since he had almost killed him a few days ago, this grudge was definitely not over.

With the addition of these women from the Baijia tribe, it was clear that he had no chance of survival.

Even with no way out, Dato refused to stand and wait to die; now, he had no choice but to fight for his life...

"Brothers! Give it to me..."

Before he could finish saying the word "up," he suddenly felt a chill on his neck. Looking down, he saw a sharp dagger pressed against his throat.

Immediately afterwards, Tang Weiwei's icy voice rang in my ears...

"If you dare to move, I'll slit your throat. My knife... I've been sharpening it all afternoon, it's very sharp."

Dato had no idea when the other person had gotten behind him. He was now sweating profusely, frozen in fear, and stammering, unable to utter a single word.

Seeing that the time was right, Ye Feng smiled and stepped forward, getting straight to the point.

"Don't be nervous, Captain Dato. I want to cooperate with you. If you agree, we'll be friends, and I certainly won't kill you."

"Hmm?" Dato's wooden expression changed slightly...

He? He's not planning to kill me?

"What do you mean? What kind of cooperation?"

Ye Feng handed the torch to Salla, without directly revealing his original plan. Instead, he wanted to test the relationship between Salla and Bai Ying.

"Answer me first, why did you help Bai Ying kill us?"

Dato swallowed hard, shrinking his neck back, trying to get away from the blade, but Tang Weiwei didn't give him the chance...

With a slight flick of his wrist, a bloody gash appeared on Dato's neck, and crimson blood slowly trickled down...

"I told you not to move. Answer the question now. This is your last chance."

Seeing this, Dark thought the other party was about to attack, and his right hand slowly reached for the hilt of the knife at his lower back...

But the moment he moved, Zhan Pengwu's spiked club was already on his shoulder...

"Hey! My stick is also very sharp, no slower than a knife. You bastards had better behave yourselves."

Dak couldn't understand Zhan Pengwu's language, but he figured it wouldn't be anything nice, so he could only nod repeatedly.

"Put down all your weapons, or... you don't want to be my friend anymore." Ye Feng's tone was very cold, and although his voice wasn't loud, no one doubted its sincerity.

Dato didn't want to give up his chance to live; once a fight broke out, there would be no room for negotiation.

He had no choice but to wave his hand at his underlings, and the natives could only reluctantly put down their knives.

"I didn't really want to be your enemy either," Dato said, his voice filled with helplessness...

"However, if you help the Baijia Clan, you can only be our enemies. A few days ago... Bai Ying and her friend found me and wanted us to cooperate with her to kill you. They promised to give me 100,000 yuan after it was done."

"100,000? Hmph..." Ye Feng couldn't help but laugh sarcastically, feeling speechless.

He was a man worth 10 million dollars; to exaggerate a little, even a drop of his blood was probably worth three to five hundred dollars.

He was still unsure how much to offer to persuade Dato, fearing that his offer would be lower than Bai Ying's. He never expected that this woman could be so stingy.

Dato is such an idiot, he can get his men to risk their lives for a mere 100,000 yuan. He really values ​​money over life.

Thinking of this, Ye Feng suddenly felt things had become much simpler. He immediately held up one finger towards Dato...

"I'll give you a million! You cooperate with me to kill Bai Ying and Zhang Tiannan."

"Wh...what? 1...1 million?" Upon hearing this number, Dato and Dark both showed expressions of surprise and greed, as if they had forgotten their current predicament.

"Mr. Ye Feng, are you telling the truth?"

The saying "money makes the world go round" is very classic. Just a few days ago, Dark was fighting to the death, determined to kill Ye Feng, but now he has a fawning expression and has even changed how he addresses Ye Feng.

But he didn't completely believe it because until he saw the money, it was all just an empty promise.

"Mr. Ye Feng, it's not that I don't trust you, it's just... what if you renege on your promise after we cooperate?"

"What can I do with so many of you and the Baijia tribe then?"

Ye Feng chuckled. He had anticipated these questions and already had his answers in mind.

"Hehe... I'm sure you know that we're doing a game show."

Let me be frank: only one side can survive – us or Bai Ying and her group. If either side dies completely, the game will end, and then... the grand prize will be yours.

"You've witnessed our fighting power. Do you really think you can kill us if you continue to cooperate with Bai Ying?"

At this point, Ye Feng walked up to Dato and gently removed Tang Weiwei's blade from his hand, his voice becoming much softer.

"Captain Dato, I am now a god of the Baija tribe, without exaggeration..."

At my command, the elderly, women, and children here will all be willing to fight you to the death for me.

You should know more about their faith in Allah than I do.

Whether you can win or not is another matter. Even if you do win, all you'll get is a pile of women's corpses.

As for me... if I see I can't win, I'll take the opportunity to run away, so you still won't get the 100,000 yuan.

Dato's eyes darted around as he carefully considered Ye Feng's words.

Taking the opportunity, Ye Feng continued, "Besides, given the current situation, my chances of winning seem to be much greater than yours."

I'll tell you the truth: I've now created arrows, and even if we attack head-on, you're doomed.

But I am a kind-hearted person and do not like killing, especially not you natives, because you have nothing to do with this game. So I am giving you a chance now, otherwise you would be dead long ago.

Don't forget, you're still in my hands. And as for your concern about me reneging on the debt..."

As he spoke, Ye Feng stroked his chin, feigning a conflicted and troubled expression...

"How about this, I'll send you a hostage."

You've probably heard Bai Ying talk about my character, right? Although I like to use some underhanded tricks, I've never neglected my brothers.

Isn't that why you've been staking out here all day trying to take hostages to threaten me?

As long as the game isn't over, my person will stay by your side. I'll come back to redeem him once I get the money.

What do you think of this suggestion?

Dato wasn't stupid. His life was now in the other party's hands. If Ye Feng said a word, he wouldn't be able to leave alive.

Since the other party has already said so much, and I can get more benefits in return, it would be a bit shameless of me to disagree.

"Fine! I'm willing to cooperate with you. Anyway, I've been fed up with that bitch Bai Ying for a long time. She dares to treat me like her subordinate every day."

"Very good." Ye Feng looked up and nodded to Zhan Pengfei on the treehouse. Zhan Pengfei smiled knowingly and climbed down the ladder...

But just then, Salra suddenly spoke up, shouting, "My lord! We can't let him go! You are the god of our people, why are you making a deal with demons? They have captured many of our people!"

Ye Feng glanced at her sideways, a hint of displeasure in his eyes, a touch of murderous intent in them...

"Shut up! Are you trying to teach me how to do things? Don't forget who saved the Baija tribe, get out of here!"

Despite being scolded by Ye Feng, Salla still looked unconvinced.