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Sitting in the passenger seat after guzzling down a bottle of mineral water, Joe Ga took out his phone and called \'Boss Huang\'.

"Hello, Boss Huang, I\'ve arrived. It\'s five kilometers north of Nuhud. There\'s an abandoned village which should be easy to find," he said.

With an excited tone, Boss Huang replied over the phone, "Good, good. I\'ll be right there."

After hanging up, Joe Ga turned to Karman and said, "The client will be here soon. Time to change. Put on your bulletproof vests, and don\'t complain about the trouble. We need to make ourselves look professional."

Karman, clad in desert camouflage with a sandproof scarf around his neck, nodded, opened the door, and took out his gear from the back seat: tactical vest, AK74, 6 magazines, hunting knife, handgun, radio, and a fisherman\'s hat.

Within minutes, this black guy had transformed into a professional elite, at least ten times more intimidating than his previous appearance.

The only problem was that Karman was too skinny to project an intimidating presence.

Nis was even worse. This girl was too pretty, and even in military attire, she still looked like a girl, lacking a threatening aura.

The legendary aura of someone who has killed people left and right, it seemed, did not exist at all.

If you didn\'t spend a long time with Karman and Nis and observe their eyes closely, you would never feel that they had killed many people. Instead, you might think Karman looked naive and Nis seemed shy.

Out of the three, only Joe Ga, who was almost two meters tall, looked a bit imposing. Unfortunately, as the boss, it was frustrating for him not to have subordinates who could hold their own in terms of presence.

Despite having two subordinates, it seemed that they weren\'t of much help when it came to doing business.

Together, if they were to negotiate with some dangerous elements and Joe Ga couldn\'t hold his own, it would be like writing \'welcome to rob us\' on their foreheads.

Joe Ga didn\'t take his rifle but went for a simple combination of a tactical vest with two handguns, one on his right leg and another at the small of his back.

Watching Karman lean on the front of the truck with his AK74, Joe Ga laughed and said, "I need to find someone who looks enough like a murderer to stand behind me; otherwise, no one will take me seriously.

That \'Wild Bull\' from Ad-Damazin would have been perfect, but you chopped him down with a single strike."

Upon hearing this, Karman frowned and said, "Wild Bull was just a hot-headed fool. Guys like him never last long in a fight."

Jokingly, Joe Ga replied, "But people are afraid when they see him because most are kind and not fond of violence, so a strong physique can be quite intimidating.

This is beneficial for my business, after all, having an imposing figure standing there could make negotiations a lot easier."

Uncomfortable with Joe Ga\'s logic, Karman shook his head and remarked, "Kindness backed by violence is what truly matters.

Strong appearances don\'t have any effect when facing real warriors, and they might even provoke conflict.

The likes of \'Wild Bull\' won\'t do. If you don\'t mind using a woman, there\'s a female hunting guide from the Cthulhu Tribe who fled from Central Africa to Ad-Damazin, she should meet your criteria.

In front of that woman, \'Wild Bull\' wouldn\'t last a single slap."

Joe Ga understood that Karman approached every work-related matter from a practical standpoint, and for Karman, being overly muscular had no significance whatsoever.

Even with eight-pack abs, you can\'t block his knife, and most importantly, being too muscular means a high energy expenditure, which is a burden for those who walk the prairies year-round.

Joe Ga had just made a joke, but to his surprise, Karman actually suggested someone for the job.

The Cthulhu Tribe \'Hunting Guide\' named \'Ayu,\' whom Joe Ga had only seen from a distance and never dealt with.

Women in Africa who do men\'s work are quite incredible, and Joe Ga had heard about that woman\'s experiences from Sayram, which truly deserved the title \'legendary.\'

Both men and women in the Cthulhu Tribe are generally very strong, with the men naturally having eight-pack abs and chests like armor, but their way of treating women is very primitive and cruel.

When the pregnant Ayu was about to give birth, according to tribal tradition, she squatted in the yard, leaning on a wooden stick, and gave birth to a child without anyone to care for her.

As a result, the child died due to complications during birth, and then she was locked in a house and subjected to inhuman abuse by her angry husband.

In the end, this woman, despite the weakness caused by her difficult labor, managed to kill all the men in the house with her bare hands, then fled into the prairie and survived.

After wandering for several years, Ayu was taken in by a tribe of Ernu people, but that tribe eventually disappeared due to a war with the Kadins, and Ayu ended up in Ad-Damazin, where, by chance, she became one of the very few female Hunting Guides in Africa.

The first time Joe Ga saw Ayu from a distance, he even mistook her for a man; strength was the only impression Ayu gave Joe Ga.

Now that Karman had brought up Ayu, Joe Ga suddenly had an idea.

His original plan had been to open a helicopter rental company in Ad-Damazin, but now he suddenly thought, why not just start a hunting guide company or even a prairie tourism company.

Whether there was business or not, as long as he had such a company, he could not only legally carry guns but also have freedom to use transportation like helicopters.

What\'s more interesting was that Ad-Damazin is close to Ethiopia, and he could completely establish companies in both places and purchase land to build bases.

Running between the two, many hard-to-explain questions would then have unverifiable answers.

In Ad-Damazin, manpower was readily available; there were only two Hunting Guides in that place, and now that Karman was with him, if he could bring Ayu on board as well, he would be able to monopolize the hunting guide market in Ad-Damazin.

Foreigners there always looked for local government officials, and the arrangements for various necessities exasperated the locals, yet they still couldn\'t satisfy the guests.

Joe Ga felt he could definitely think bigger, build some houses to set up an inn, then open a general store to sell daily necessities and prairie tour essentials. If he could apply for a \'gun license\' in the name of a hunting guide company and specifically sell or rent out hunting rifles, that would be even better.

Ad-Damazin is different from Khartoum; it\'s remote and far from the oil fields, so no one really pays attention to it.

By that time, bribing the local law enforcement to sustain them, as long as the company truly benefited the local people, opening it should not be a big problem.

As Joe Ga\'s thoughts wandered, several vehicles quickly approached them.

Nis instinctively backed off without being told to do so, looking for cover, fulfilling the role of a sniper.

And Karman, realizing his boss\'s needs, stood up straight behind Joe Ga with an AK74, trying to look more professional.

Joe Ga watched as \'Boss Huang\' got out of the leading car, followed by a white man and several tough-looking young lads.

He approached with a smile and shook hands with Boss Huang, saying, "Boss Huang, mission accomplished. Everything is in the car. Do you need to check the goods?"