When Hamed saw a few people with East Asian appearances, he immediately smiled as he spoke in his fluent Oskian dialect, "The few of you must be Brother Wade's subordinates. Welcome! Welcome!

Warmest welcome!"

The several people looked at each other, and they could not help but exchange glances with one another.

In their impression, this kind of slogan such as' Welcome! Welcome! Warmest welcome!', should be shouted out by young cheerleaders whose faces were blushing red, red scarves tied around their necks, and also flower garlands in their hands.

But they would never have expected that these words would come out from the mouth of a big and burly Middle Eastern warlord who had a thick beard.

The man who was leading the group was Isaac's confidant, and his name was Yanciel Zewell.

When Yanciel saw that Hamed was being so polite and had the demeanor of a warlord, he smiled politely as he asked, "You must be Commander Hamed, right?"

Hamed nodded and laughed as he said, "We're all family here. So, why are you being so polite with me by referring to me as commander? You can just call me Hamed directly!"

After he was done speaking, Hamed said politely, "It must have been very hard and tiring for the few of you to come such a long way here. Come, come! Hurry up and come in to have a cup of tea and rest for a while!"

Yanciel pointed at Sheldon before he said to Hamed, " Commander Hamed, this is Mr. Sheldon Schulz that our young master had asked us to bring over here so that he can experience life."

After that, Yanciel pulled Sheldon's collar as he pushed Sheldon in front of him and said to Hamed," Commander Hamed, our young master has instructed me to tell you to make sure that you keep Mr. Schulz here no matter what it is. In addition, you do not need to take care of him too much. You just have to keep an eye on him and make sure he does not run away. Also, stuff him into a bunker when there is a war going on so that he does not get wounded by any stray bullets."

When Sheldon heard these words, his tears were about to fall.

'Are those even f*cking humane words? I spent one hundred million US dollars, and as a result, all I got in return was that he would not need to take care of me too much. Isn't he simply a b*stard?!' However, Sheldon only dared to get angry in his heart, but he did not dare to say anything at all. He did not even dare to show any unhappy or dissatisfied emotions on his face.

After all, Hamed was Charlie's friend, and it sounded as though Hamed was quite loyal toward Charlie. If Sheldon were to make Hamed unhappy, and if Hamed decided to withhold his treatment or even torture him, the losses that he would suffer would certainly outweigh the gains, then!

When he thought about how he would have to be under the care or mercy of this guy named Hamed, Sheldon had no choice but to bite the bullet as he complimented, "Hello, Commander Hamed. I've long heard of your great name. It's indeed an honor for me to meet you today!"

After he was done speaking, Sheldon quietly sized Hamed up himself.

He thought to himself, 'At a single glance, although Hamed's base seemed to be very dilapidated and backward, there are at least a thousand soldiers here. Moreover, after coming in, we also saw a lot of relatively modern weapons and equipment. No matter what it is, this guy is also a warlord, and he must definitely have his own power and ability.'

'Still, logically speaking, this kind of person who performs dangerous tasks to make a living should be very arrogant by nature. He might not even have any respect for the president of the United States. So, why would he actually be bowing and nodding in front of that young boy, Charlie? This does not make any f* eking sense at all...'

Hamed glanced at Sheldon at this time before he smiled insincerely as he said, "You do not have to try and flatter me to get into my good books. The kind of treatment that you'll receive here or the kind of life that you'll be leading here will not be my decision, but it will be decided by Brother Wade. If Brother Wade says that you can live in a small courtyard on your own, you can live in a small courtyard on your own. However, if Brother Wade wants you to sleep in a sheep pen, you can only sleep in a sheep pen, then!"

Sheldon could only respond with a smile, bowing as he nodded and said, "Of course. Of course. Everything should naturally be determined by Mr. Wade..."

Hamed could not be bothered with him, and he smiled as he told Yanciel, "Please help me pass on this message to Brother Wade. He doesn't have to worry after handing this guy over to me. As long as I, Hamed, am still alive, I'll not let him die. In any case, if my base were to be captured by the enemy, I'll certainly shoot him to death with one shot before I die! I'll never let him fall into the enemy's hands!"

Sheldon was cursing in his heart as he cursed to himself, 'What kind of f*cking education level do you have? Even your words alone are so contradictory! On one hand, you're saying that you will not let me die as long as you're still alive, and on the other hand, you're saying that you will certainly kill me first in case something goes wrong?! Aren't you just f*cking talking nonsense?' 6

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