Simon and Macon looked at each other and stood up straight at the same time.

The two of them faced the west, placed their right hands on their hearts, flexed their little fingers and thumbs, and stretched out their index, middle and ring fingers, performing a strange etiquette.

"In the next period of time, let your subordinates calm down."

Simon stared into Macon's eyes and warned: "The God's birthday is coming soon, and we are going to present that gold mine as a gift to His Majesty the God Emperor, so it's best not to cause any trouble."

"clear."

Macon nodded.

He looked much stronger and more ferocious than Simon, and he was the leader of thousands of rebels, but at this moment he was as docile as a kitten.

All because Simon is the counselor sent by the gods to his side.

If it were not for the support provided by the Gods, Macon would never have been able to withstand the encirclement and suppression by the Cameron government forces with just a few hundred rebels, and also grow and occupy Antaputo.

Macon knows only how terrifying the power of the Society of Gods is.

There are even members of the Society of Gods in the Cameroon government, and those members have a not low position. They have at least entered the decision-making level and can obtain top-secret information.

The reason why the rebels were able to thwart the plans of the government forces time and time again was due to that member.

Although Macon is greedy for money, lustful, cruel and vulgar, he is not stupid.

He knew that if he angered the Council of Gods, he would definitely die.

At that time, all the wealth that was finally built will be at an advantage to others.

How can Macon be so angry?

So no matter what request Simon made, whether it was kidnapping or assassination, Macon never objected once.

He has made up his mind to firmly embrace the thighs of the Gods Society. He will live as a member of the Gods Society and die as a ghost of the Gods Society. He will devote his whole life to His Majesty the God Emperor until he dies!

On the second floor of the villa, in a certain lounge.

Lin Zhong finished eavesdropping and looked thoughtful.

Gods meeting?

His Majesty the God Emperor?

Unexpectedly, a simple hostage rescue operation would involve such a big fish.

If you plant flowers intentionally, they will not bloom, but if you plant willows unintentionally, they will create shade.

Lin Zhong's mood at this time could best be described as "There is no place to be found after wearing iron shoes, and it takes no effort to find it."

He still remembered that Alfredo, who died in his hands, was the fifth god of the Society of Gods.

Alfredo's strength is actually quite powerful. If divided by the realm of a warrior, he has at least reached the peak of energy transformation and the level of half-step pill strength.

And now a god-emperor appears.

There is no doubt that the God Emperor is definitely stronger than the God Lord.

"I wonder what the internal structure of the Society of Gods is like. There is a God Emperor, a God Lord, and is there also a God King?" Lin Zhong couldn't help but secretly complain.

Complaints are complaints, but Lin Zhong's vigilance has not diminished at all.

The Society of Gods is definitely the strongest opponent he has ever encountered so far.

"The plans are about to change."

Lin Zhong sat on the sofa, holding his chin with his hands, his eyes gradually becoming extremely deep.

Time flies and it’s night in a blink of an eye.

Lin Zhong opened the window and pretended to appreciate the scenery, but in fact his eyes were observing the surrounding sentries.

More than ten meters away, there were two rebels carrying submachine guns, standing slouched, yawning constantly, and looking depressed.

Under a wall twenty meters away, several other rebels who were responsible for standing guard simply stood against the wall, raising their necks and puffing away, completely forgetting their responsibilities.

As for the three snipers hiding in the dark, Macon had already removed them.

Lin Zhong didn't expect that the defense in the manor was so loose, and he couldn't help but feel a little dazed.

But when he thought about it again, he felt it was normal.

They are just a group of African rebels, how can they be well-trained?

However, this is a good thing for Lin Zhong.

The looser the defense, the easier it is for him to leave quietly without alerting anyone.

The only thing to worry about now is Macon, Simon and Nitasha who stay in the villa.

Lin Zhong closed his eyes, and Grandmaster Dan Jin's keen perception was like invisible ripples, sweeping across the entire villa in an instant.

For a few seconds, Lin Zhong's expression became strange.

In his perception, Macon, Simon and Nitasha are engaged in some kind of multi-person sports between men and women, and depending on the situation, it shouldn't end for a while.

Lin Zhong's mouth twitched slightly, and he quickly withdrew his senses.

He stood up and walked to the window, pushed it open, his body swayed, and he suddenly disappeared.

In a private house a few hundred meters away from the manor.

Five Yanhuang people were sitting on the ground, some old and some young. They all looked very tired, and two of them were still injured.

"Huang Jun, you were just taken away by them. We thought we would never see you again." A middle-aged man wearing black-rimmed glasses whispered to his companions.

The young man named Huang Jun lowered his head, his face hidden in the shadows, and his body trembling slightly.

The recent experience obviously left a huge psychological shadow on him, which he has not yet recovered from.

If it were anyone else, being blindfolded, gagged and escorted out would have a bad association.

"Arjun, did you remember anything?"

Another old man, about sixty years old, with an elegant temperament, also lowered his voice and asked: "Why did they take you away?"

"I was almost scared to death at that time and I don't remember anything."

Huang Jun shook his head, his tone dull.

"It doesn't matter."

The old man patted Huang Jun on the shoulder: "Don't give up hope. Since they didn't kill you, it means things can turn around. I believe the group will not give up on us and is definitely organizing a rescue."

The others nodded silently.

Even if you don't agree with the old man's views, it is always good to have hope.

Two people tried to escape before, but were caught by the guards. They were severely punished and given a stern warning that they would be shot next time they tried to escape.

The only thing they can do is wait for rescue.

"I understand some indigenous languages. I heard the guards chatting outside before. It seems that the group has sent someone here."

The middle-aged man's eyes sparkled in the darkness: "I think the reason why the rebels took Huang Jun out was because that person specifically requested it, because he must know that we are still alive."

Everyone who was originally listless suddenly became energetic.

"Right."

Huang Jun suddenly said: "While I was outside, even though my ears were blocked, I could still vaguely hear the rebel leader talking to someone..."

"That's right!"

The middle-aged man said excitedly: "Don't give up, everyone, we will get home safely!"

"Boom!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was suddenly a muffled sound of a heavy object falling to the ground outside the room.

Immediately afterwards, the locked iron door was opened, and a slender and tall figure appeared at the door.

The five people in the room were stunned.

Because the thing happened so suddenly, they didn't react.

After a brief shock, the five people finally realized what had happened and were immediately overjoyed.

"Shh!"
Chapter completed!