Let you deliver food! Have you climbed Mount Jumulangma?

Su Heng was partying alone.

The war reporter was so frightened that he ran away carrying a camera and a pocket full of equipment for connecting to satellite signals!

He could see that the one-punch guy mentioned by this netizen was really capable of disrupting the entire tribe.

By then, the war was raging, and grenades were hitting unarmored people like them.

The medical equipment here is backward again.

Once injured, you are waiting to die!

Netizens in the live broadcast room could only watch the camera getting further and further away from Su Heng.

I originally thought I wouldn't be able to see the scene of the one-punch guy enjoying the whole party.

Unexpectedly, the war reporter plunged into the woods after running a certain distance.

And hang all your equipment on a relatively stable tree branch, and climb up to adjust the position yourself.

This angle is just right to focus on the direction of Su Heng's weapons depot!

The war reporter set up the camera and kept mumbling.

"If this scene could be broadcast live, the video would be spread all over the world.

My brother can be regarded as a famous person in history! Everyone is recording the screen. If I am accidentally injured,Gone.

Remember to ask the one-punch guy to take my camera home."

What he said was particularly sad, and the netizens in the live broadcast room flashed several barrages to comfort him. They were about to feel sad.

At this time, Su Heng walked out of the arsenal and instantly diverted the attention of the netizens in the live broadcast room!

"So handsome! Brother Yi Punch went to the weapons depot to pick up equipment, right? The real-life version of CF! The most touching thing was that he even wore the clothes of a certain group of takeaways on his body! He really made me cry to death!"

"Is this the charm of the one-punch guy? In tears!"

"Haha, reporter, sorry, thank you for your sacrifice. Secondly, the one-punch guy is really handsome!"

"Goddess! This is the charm of a male god!"

"I'm going to transfer the live broadcast room to Huaguo.com. To be honest, I'm on fire right away! This is more popular than Boruto!"

"Dry! One punch, little brother, to make them red bean paste!!!! I love eating bean paste filling!"

"No, wait! The one-punch guy here must be delivering food! What are you doing now? Additional tasks! ah?"

"I don't think so. His special delivery of food is a side job, right?"

"Anyway, wearing the clothes of a certain group of takeaways and holding an AK is really cool! Putting it into perspective, I already feel like I’m participating in Wolf Warrior!"

"One punch brother! Eternal God! This group of Ni brothers killed one by one and a pair of pairs!"

"………………"

Following the booing in the live broadcast room, the tribe's weapons department was soon surrounded by tribal troops and locals.

Su Heng had just closed the iron door of the weapons warehouse.

The key was in his pocket, but his body was no longer empty.

Grenades, pistols, rifles, submachine guns and magazines were hung all over the body.

He also had a body armor and key protective knee and wrist guards, and a helmet on his head, so the exposed limbs were relatively inconsequential.

Systematic pain shielding system.

Su Heng's current state is basically invincible!

Only he has at least a hundred guns, but his weapons are all scrap metal!

The tribe's weapons are strictly controlled, except for the leader or the tribe's troops who can obtain weapons during wars.

At other times, this group is just a bunch of ordinary and insensitive people.

They surrounded Su Heng, their clothes were tattered and their eyes were numb.

Dark skin and hollow souls are densely packed on this land, reaching deep into the surface.

After a long confrontation, a man gradually appeared among the crowd.

He walked from a distance to the weapons cache.

The crowd surrounding Su Heng seemed to have souls all of a sudden, and they all knelt down to him devoutly.

This person is also the standard Brother Ni, with black skin and wearing a hat.

Wearing special national costumes, his eyes were completely different from those of this group of people.

Next to this person was a man wearing a Chinese tunic suit, who looked very Chinese.

But Su Heng wasn't sure.

Until the two of them walked in front of him, the man suddenly said

"Fellow!"

Su Heng!??

You can't, it's another string?

"Don't keep your mouth shut, fellow countryman, Chuan is considered Chinese?

He opened his mouth, full of resistance.

Unexpectedly, the other party laughed and denied it.

No, I came here from China to work.

Dig for gold during the day Monday through Friday. Come to the tribe in the evenings and Saturdays and Sundays to serve as a military advisor.

My hometown is Zhengzhou

"Digging for gold during the day and working as a tribal strategist at night?

Do you understand the law?"

Su Heng asked coldly, and the Chinese military advisor was stunned for two seconds.

Huh? He said, obviously not understanding what Su Heng meant.

"I do know a bit about Sun Tzu's Art of War. I used a little trick to get the leaders to steal these weapons from other tribes."

"No, I mean Chinese law"

"This is not my major"

"Let me just say this, you have committed a war crime.

This fellow, you don’t want me to report you back to China, right?"

The other side’s military advisor???

"What do you want to do?"

"It's not a big deal, find me someone…………"