America: The neighbor's wife is so incredibly hospitable!

Chen An bent down and fiercely tattooed those two slightly cool, wild Hongcun skin patches.

Unlike Sarah's gentleness and obedience, and unlike Jessica's naivety and sensitivity.

Aya's response was Gillette's, and even aggressive.

"Tear"

Chen Anke didn't have the patience to untie those complicated buttons.

With a strong pull, he yanked it.

The straps of the deerskin tube top snapped instantly.

The beautiful fire dance, full of elasticity and vitality, is revealed without reservation in the firelight.

Aya let out a muffled groan, but did not back down.

She grabbed Chen An with her backhand and, with a sudden burst of strength, tried to push him down onto the bearskin using the power of her waist and abdomen.

She wanted to take the initiative.

But how could Chen An let her succeed?

Chen An flipped over and used his overwhelming strength to suppress it onto the huge grizzly bear pelt.

"His back touched the ground."

Chen An looked at the Native American girl beneath him, who was breathing rapidly, with a dazed look in her eyes, yet still stubborn.

A wicked smile curled at the corner of his lips. "You lost again."

"Um...it's...not over yet!" Aya retorted defiantly.

next second.

The sound of spring arriving could be heard inside the tent.

This is a symphony unique to the wilderness.

There were no warm beds or soft pillows, only rough animal hides and burning questions.

She went wild, she writhed, unleashing all her wildness.

Sweat streamed down her taut back and dripped onto the bearskin.

Outside the tent, the campfire crackled.

Inside the tent, springtime beauty was everywhere.

………………

The next morning.

Chen An woke up when the first ray of sunlight pierced through the gaps in the tent's top.

His arm was a little sore and numb. Because Aya had been sleeping with her head on his arm all night.

This wild girl, who went crazy all night, is now sleeping like a tamed big cat.

One hand was still tightly gripping Chen An's clothes at the chest, as if afraid he would run away.

Chen An glanced to the side.

The Winchester rifle was placed next to the pillow.

On the other side, there was a handwritten document on parchment, already stamped with the tribal totem seal.

That is the "Grizzly Tribe and Titan Mining Water Resource Sharing and Mutual Assistance Agreement".

Last night, before he even entered the tent, the seemingly stubborn but actually shrewd old Sam had already handed him the agreement.

"Trading a few fish for a powerful ally who can protect the tribe in a critical moment is a very good deal."

These are Old Sam's exact words.

Chen An pulled his arm out, put on his clothes, and walked out of the tent.

The morning air was crisp and fresh.

Old Sam was sitting by the fire, holding a steaming cup of herbal tea. When he saw Chen An come out, the old man gave him a knowing, lewd smile.

"Young man, how's your back? My granddaughter has a tough temper."

"That's a fine horse."

Chen An walked over, picked up a cup of tea next to him, and drank it all in one gulp. "But I have the reins in my hand."

"very good."

Old Sam nodded, his expression turning serious.

"Since you drank our water and slept with the tribe's girls, you are now a friend of the Grizzly Bear Tribe, and our 'blood brother'."

He pointed to the deep mountains behind the tribe.

"You can use the water from that river as much as you want. If those bastards in suits come causing trouble again..."

"For example, that company called 'Silicon Valley Pioneers,' we'll help you shoot out their tires."

"Do you know any Silicon Valley pioneers?" Chen An keenly caught the key phrase.

A glint of hatred flashed in Old Sam's eyes.

"Know them? Hmph, they're our mortal enemies."

Old Sam spat. "Thirty years ago, their predecessor company tried to mine uranium here."

"They polluted the water source, poisoned many deer, and even children."

"We later drove them away with shotguns and Molotov cocktails."

"They are the 'Black Snakes'," Old Sam said, slamming his cane into the ground.

"Greedy, insidious, and never satisfied."

Chen An narrowed his eyes.

So that's where the grudge came from.

The so-called "Mafia background" seems to be more than just a legend; it carries a bloody history.

"Don't worry, Sam."

Chen An patted the old chief on the shoulder, "This time, the hunter has changed."

"If that black snake dares to stick its head out, I'll chop it up and feed it to the eagles."

………………

noon.

Chen An prepared to leave.

In the back of the Raptor pickup truck, there was an extra, chilling trophy.

That complete puma skin.

After the tribal artisans worked through the night to process it with tanning agents, it still retained the majesty it had in life.

Aya did not bid farewell with tears and sobs.

She rode on that chestnut horse, wearing her deerskin fringed dress again.

She carried the Winchester rifle that Chen An had given her on her back.

That was a return gift, and also a token of their betrothal.

I will come to find you.

Aya looked down at Chen An, her tone domineering, "Once the snow here melts, I will lead my people to patrol your mine."

"After all... that area is now my territory too."

"You're welcome anytime."

Chen An smiled, got into the car, and started the engine.

"Also, remember to clean your big bathtub thoroughly."

Aya suddenly added, a sly look on her face.

"I don't want to squeeze in with those 'house cats'."

"Domestic cats and stray cats each have their own unique charm."

Chen An left behind a remark that made Aya so angry she wanted to shoot him with an arrow, then stepped on the gas and sped away.

………………

It was already afternoon when we returned to Titan Manor.

As soon as Chen An entered the courtyard, he sensed that something was amiss.

The usual warm welcome was not seen.

Sarah wasn't busy in the kitchen, and Jessica wasn't in the living room either.

Only Tie Tou, along with a few security guards, stood solemnly guarding the main house entrance, while several Rottweilers paced restlessly.

"What happened?"

Chen An jumped out of the car, his eyes instantly turning cold.

"Boss, you're back."

Tie Tou strode over and reported in a low voice.

"No one was hurt. But... this morning, an unwanted guest came."

"Who?"

"A woman who claimed to be a 'union representative'."

Tie Tou pointed to the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room, "She's been sitting in there for two hours."

"Mrs. Sarah and Miss Jessica are... having tea with her."

"Although that woman seemed very peaceful, I always felt like she was a venomous snake."

Union representative?

Chen An frowned. Was this the "second wave of attack" Robert had mentioned?

He strode into the house.

The fireplace in the living room was burning brightly.

Sarah sat in the main seat, her back ramrod straight, a polite yet distant smile on her face.

Jessica sat next to her like a wary little leopard, still clutching the fruit knife in her hand.

Across from them sat a woman.

She was wearing an extremely well-tailored gray business suit.

A woman around thirty years old with a neat short haircut.

She crossed her legs, her calves, encased in black stockings, had beautiful lines, and she wore a pair of red-soled high heels.

She held a cup of black tea in her hand, her demeanor elegant, but her slender eyes revealed a shrewd and calculating glint.

"Mr. Chen, it's finally time to meet you."