The warrior heard that the other deputy chiefs had agreed to nominate him as the new chief.

Martin Bahati's first reaction was disbelief, but his intelligence told him that it was impossible for the other party to tell such a lie that was extremely easy to debunk.

Is it true?

That's too fast, isn't it?

"Have they really all agreed?" Martin Bahati reconfirmed. He stared into the warrior's eyes, trying to rely on his 'rich' experience to see if he could see anything, but the warrior's eyes and demeanor did not change in the slightest, and the robot without emotions did not have the emotion of understanding the words themselves when they spoke.

So Martin Bahati, of course, doesn't see anything.

"Yes, they have agreed. The warrior nodded. The operation was carried out at the same time, and when Martin Bahati inquired just now, the other deputy chiefs made the most correct choice between life and death.

Or is it more important to have a small life.

At the moment when those conditions are spoken, there is no way back for them.

Either die.

Either agree.

"What about the chieftain Karumba?" Martin Bahati asked curiously, just now the warrior only said that Karumba will not see the sun tomorrow, but it does not mean that he will die now.

"He has now died in his basement along with his men, probably as a result of a quarrel. "The fighters have nothing to hide.

Of course, it is very simple to kill Karemba directly, but many times it is still necessary to consider the impact, so as not to cause conflicts between several tribes, so the original plan was to only let Karumba fall out of bed or die of a heart attack, but seeing them spending a lot of time together, Tang Qing, who was watching from the sidelines, made the command room temporarily change the plan and let Karumba and his henchmen go to meet the ancestors together.

Even if there is a suspicion, no one will have proof.

Does not cause conflicts between tribes.

Tang Qing needs to maintain stability here, instead of messing around, after all, Karumba's clan is the strongest, plus the problem of bloodline, even if Martin Bahati and they join forces to win, there will be constant trouble in the future, and all kinds of small actions will be messed up. The population of Karumba's tribe is close to 10,000, and the guards in the tribe's garrison are more than 600.

As for the tribal alliance's 'mine tyrant' force, in fact, it is only a part of the people who have been sent to go, adding up to more than three hundred, and everyone has made up some people, not the main combat power of each tribe, and even the Martin Bahati tribe can pull out more than six hundred.

There are so many people, so the fight is really endless.

It's a fart mine.

After listening to the warrior's words, Martin Bahati smiled unnaturally and reluctantly.

Probably?

Still having a verbal altercation?

Nima, these crazy people.

Martin Bahati grew more and more afraid of the forces in front of him.

The unknown is the scariest thing.

The means turned out to be so ruthless and decisive.

"Then I agreed, but I wonder why you didn't negotiate terms with Karumba, wouldn't that be faster?" asked Martin Bahati again, suppressing his fears.

"It's nothing, his style of conduct, our regional head is not used to it. The warrior paused and said. The head of the region, of course, is made up.

"Who the hell are you?" asked Martin Bahati.

"Since you agreed, you are also entitled to know our name, BLACK PRISON, well, now that it's all settled, let's talk about the conditions. "The warrior said a solution again, this time not Martin Bahati, the deputy chieftains, nor Karumba, who had already ascended to heaven, but Karumba's tribe.

Karumba is also the son of the clan chief, in order to avoid the unilateral withdrawal of Karumba's clan from this alliance, then, the position of this patriarch must also be changed, this world... There is never a shortage of ambitious people.

"Speak. Martin Bahati didn't notice this and asked about the conditions.

"First, 25 percent of your future business income will be ours, and you will pay it monthly. The warrior said directly.

"Why. "Martin Bahati was angry when he heard it, twenty-five percent, you might as well grab it, he thought how much money to give at one time, but he didn't expect it to be so 'black', and he directly asked for a quarter of their income.

He simply couldn't account for it from below and from above.

"Martin Bahati, remember, I am not consulting you, but ordering, and we can change you at any time and let whoever is willing to come up. The warrior's words made Martin Bahati instantly feel like an eggplant.

"However, I can't explain it to the people up and down, not only can I not do it, but you can't do it anymore. Martin Bahati smiled wryly. With this ratio, even killing him could not convince other tribes to buy this account.

"This problem is not big, when the iron ore starts to be mined, you have a certain income, and this 25 percent is equivalent to about 70 percent of the iron ore income in the future, basically without involving your existing income distribution, on the whole, your income is increased. The fighter explained.

This is the ratio set by Tang Qing, 25 percent of the membership dues, it is simply a robbery, but it is also much lower than the robbery gang in the United States, mainly considering the actual situation, too much will cause the opposite effect is not good, the soldiers can kill people, but they can't destroy people's hearts, and a long stream of water is the 'right way'.

Although this money is not glorious, it can allow it to do some glorious things, and Tang Qing is ready to take out 25% of the membership fees collected from various places to help people, and the rest will be used to expand the power of the 'black prison', while leaving some funds for backup.

Martin Bahati thought for half a minute, if this is the case, it can still be operated.

"Okay, I agreed to this condition. Martin Bahati nodded in agreement.

The warrior continued, "Second, if necessary, you must do something according to our orders, but rest assured, it will not be anything that harms the core interests of your clan, it is just a small favor. ”

"For example. Although Martin Bahati was very unhappy with the word order, he couldn't help it, the situation was stronger than people, but he didn't blindly agree.

"To tell you the truth, the companies that are going to mine here this time have also paid us a certain due, so we hope that you will be treated fairly, reasonably charged, and provide the necessary protection, and we don't want anyone to go to them to make trouble and hurt people. "The warrior lied a little.

Immediately, Martin Bahati was shocked and said, "They called you?"

Dues?

Do companies also have to pay membership dues?

And it's a Chinese company, how powerful is this black prison?

It's kind of like a mercenary feeling, well, definitely, yes.

Martin Bahati has determined that the Black Prison is certainly a mercenary organization.

In fact, if you count it, the business is really a bit overlapping.

"No, it's just that they apply to protect the interests of members, and you are the same, as long as it does not violate our principles, we will provide you with necessary help and protection, but only for your internal affairs, external expansion and being beaten, we will not provide direct help, only provide some paid services such as intelligence and weapons support, and at the same time, we can also provide services such as the transfer of your property or funds. The fighter explained.

"In general, it is because of this mineral, in order to protect the interests of your members, that you are here. Martin Bahati concluded. He didn't know what to think about this conclusion, on the one hand, he felt that it was good to be protected, but on the other hand, this time they became a stumbling block, and he couldn't be happy in his heart, and he had mixed emotions.

"Yes, when you pay your dues, you are also a member, as long as you don't kill innocents indiscriminately and pay your dues on time, no one in your interior will dare to take your position. The warrior said.

That sounds pretty good.

Martin Bahati also began to accept and embrace, what happened to Karumba today, he never wanted it to happen to him.

"What other conditions. Martin Bahati added.

"The conditions are gone, but there are still two requirements, first, don't disclose the name of our organization, your subordinate deputy leaders don't know, second, you can charge a certain amount of normal fees for the enterprises that come to open the mine this time, and at the same time restrain your subordinates, no conflict, if something happens, our adjudication center believes that it is your main responsibility, and you are likely to face a huge fine. The warrior said.

The adjudication center is naturally an alias for the command room.

"It's no problem, I promised. Martin Bahati immediately said that Karumba used to be a lion with his mouth wide open, but now he has the link of the black prison, and he doesn't really want to make a windfall from this iron mine, so as not to lose his life.

"That's good, Mr. Martin Bahati, thank you for your cooperation, this is our phone number, if you have something, you can contact us directly, we will deal with it immediately. The warrior handed over a note.

"So what do I need to do next? Martin Bahati said, putting away the note.

"You know, goodbye. The warrior turned and walked away.

has done this step, completely tailwind, and if Martin Bahati can't do the rest, then he has lived for so many years in vain.

Watching the warrior swagger out the door, Martin Bahati wanted to take out another gun under the sheet, but he only thought about it, and if he did, he might also follow in the footsteps of Karomba.

Thinking of the experience just now, Martin Bahati wanted to scold people, he was sleeping well, dreaming, and living a good life, when suddenly an emperor appeared out of nowhere, not to mention that he had beeped a dog, and he wanted to beep the earth.

Turn on the lights.

The harsh light made Martin Bahati's eyes a little uncomfortable.

Squinting slightly, he sat at the head of the bed.

Lost in thought.

He has to plan his way to the top tomorrow.

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