Farming Life Starting in Africa

The man struggled on the ground for a moment, like a fish pinned to a cutting board, but Rosen was strong and held him firmly. His struggles lessened, and he gradually relaxed, realizing that a direct confrontation was not the solution.

His hat rolled on the ground and came to rest at Rosen's feet, revealing a young face. He had a well-defined jawline, slightly messy medium-length hair, a high nose bridge, and features that exuded a wild handsomeness.

Rosen stared at the face for two seconds and recognized it. Wasn't this one of Fu Longsheng's adopted sons? He wasn't wearing glasses, so he couldn't tell if it was Xi Tai or Xi Meng, but judging from his skills and reactions, it definitely wasn't Chen Xiwang.

Chen Xiwang's hand-to-hand combat skills are in no way inferior to Fu Longsheng's. If Rosen were to encounter him alone, without using the capsule space, he and Guan Yuming would likely get a beating.

"Let me go!" the man's voice squeezed out from his throat.

Rosen didn't immediately loosen his grip. He turned his head and glanced at Guan Yuming: "Uncle Ming, I've seen this man before."

Guan Yuming raised an eyebrow. "A grudge?"

Rosen shook his head and said, "Let me talk to him alone."

Guan Yuming looked at him, paused for a moment, then asked nothing, simply nodded slightly, and turned to walk into the supermarket.

The green tin door closed behind him, the sound of it shut echoing briefly in the alley.

Rosen released the man, stood up, and brushed the dust off his trousers. "What's your name?"

The man stood up, brushed the dust off the hem of his coat, and remained silent for a moment. He hadn't expected him to let him go so easily. "Chen Ximeng. Do you know me?"

His gaze lingered on Rosen's face for a moment, as if to confirm whether the man truly knew who he was.

Rosen stared at his face. Actually, this was the first time he had seen Fu Longsheng's group of adopted sons, but he was just impressed by this handsome face.

As for when he first arrived in the United States, he took a taxi at the airport and sat in the back seat without paying attention to what the driver looked like.

But Chen Ximeng didn't know...

"Where's that old man? He didn't come today?"

"My godfather?" Chen Ximeng blinked, then suddenly mentioned Fu Longsheng, sounding a little guilty. "He didn't come."

Rosen immediately became curious. When the Wolf King's men came out to work, didn't the Wolf King keep an eye on them? Rosen remembered that the old man was a person with an extremely abnormal desire for control.

"Then why are you following me?"

Instead of answering Rosen's question, Chen Ximeng asked, "Then what is your purpose in getting close to my godfather?"

"Get close to him?" Rosen was speechless. It was all about fate, a chance encounter!

"Would you believe me if I said it was an accident?"

Chen Ximeng shook his head. "The chances of that happening are practically nonexistent."

Rosen shrugged and said, "Well, there's nothing I can do about it. It was just an accident. I have no grudge against him. Last time your godfather came to see me, I even saved him; otherwise, he would have been in the belly of a crocodile long ago."

"What? Are you serious?" Chen Ximeng was extremely surprised. He had never heard Fu Longsheng mention this before. He had only seen his godfather's clothes dirty last time, and he never expected that he had encountered danger.

"Why don't you just go back and ask?"

Chen Ximeng fell silent. Could it really be an accident? He still wanted to go back and ask his godfather, but he was also a little scared.

Fu Longsheng never allowed them to act without permission, and those who violated this rule would be punished.

Seeing that he remained silent, Rosen was thinking about how to get in touch with him.

A person who looked exactly like Chen Ximeng walked towards them.

Rosen tilted his head to look at the newcomer, then at Chen Ximeng in front of him. The two were dressed and styled identically. He was speechless. So what if they were twins? Were they playing clones?

The man walked up to Rosen, extended his hand, and said, "Honey Badger, hello, I'm Chen Xitai."

At this moment, Chen Ximeng stood next to Chen Xitai.

Rosen narrowed his eyes and asked, "How many of you are there?"

Chen Xitai said without hesitation, "We are twins, and it was my idea to come to you this time. I believe you have no relation to my godfather. But I found out that you have some special channels abroad, and we happen to need some equipment."

Rosen barely suppressed the urge to roll his eyes. Chen Xiwang isn't even human anymore, is he?

He leaned against the wall, his gaze sweeping between the two brothers. It was clear that Chen Xitai had been in charge before, so it seemed that Chen Ximeng was just a technical person.

Why would I let him spy on me? No wonder the Wolf King doesn't let them act on their own; with this level of skill, they could easily be given to the enemy for nothing.

However, he still asked curiously, "What channels? What equipment do you need?"

Chen Xitai took a step closer, lowering his voice: "I know your junkyard is assembling a batch of German-made main battle tanks."

Rosen did not deny it. He wasn't too surprised that the matter would be discovered; after he left, the inner courtyard of the garbage station was sealed off. Qiu Gang'ao and his group worked in the inner courtyard, making quite a commotion.

If someone really wanted to find out what was going on inside, they could just fly a drone around and see the outline; he had thought of that long ago.

"Okay, tell me what equipment you want."

Chen Xitai tentatively said, "A batch of powerful bombs, guns and bullets, and your drones."

Rosen chuckled. "This isn't Africa. I can't get goods here in America. The regulations here are much stricter than in Africa; it's not so easy to transport things over."

Chen Xitai paused for a moment. He didn't quite believe Rosen's words. If Rosen could get so many German-made main battle tanks, he should have no problem getting some other less conspicuous equipment.

Rosen looked at his expression. "But I can introduce you to someone who has plenty of weapons."

Chen Xitai glanced at Rosen, "How do we contact him?"

He suspected that this was Honey Badger's supplier, the person who provided him with weapons and equipment.

"Give me your contact information, he'll contact you tonight."

Chen Xitai turned to look at Chen Ximeng beside him. Chen Ximeng understood and took out a card from his pocket. It had a phone number printed on it, and below the name it said "Delivery Service". It looked like a printed item from some street vendor.

Chen Ximeng said, "You can find us by making this phone number."

Rosen nodded as he looked at the card in his hand. It seemed this guy also delivered food on the side. How did they pay for the weapons? Rosen suspected that Fu Longsheng probably didn't know they were looking for him this time.

The two men turned and left the alley one after the other, walking along the narrow lane toward the street. The sunlight cast two almost parallel shadows behind them.

Rosen put the card into the inside pocket of his coat and turned to walk back. Pushing open the metal door of the supermarket, he saw Guan Yuming standing next to the checkout counter, holding a bag of groceries that had already been paid for, waiting for him to return.