Chapter 302

All night.

Martin Bhatti did not sleep, thinking about what might happen tomorrow. He could not sleep with the other three deputy leaders, as well as the new head of the kalumba tribe, who would take office.

Everyone is thinking about one thing, that is their own interests.

The next morning.

As soon as the people came in, they could smell the faint smell of blood. Even the sound of the stereo didn't stop. It's not the same as usual, because karemba would turn off the sound when he was tired.

The old cleaning man, who is good at brain toning, immediately softened his legs, put down his broom and ran out with a cry. After a while, he rushed in with a group of guards.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Karemba and several of his confidants were found dead in the basement of his home. There was no sign of foreign invasion. On the contrary, from the scene, it seemed that several people died together, each with a gun. The fruit plates and drinks scattered all over the ground. It was loud every night, and people outside didn't pay attention to what happened inside.

Why there are no women in it? Ha ha, that's why Tang Qing decided to send them all to heaven in a moment. He dirtied his eyes, NIMA's, and then he quickly watched a normal movie and washed his eyes.

In a short time, karemba's brother karul also received the news and rushed to come. Because he went out to play last night, he escaped.

Looking at his brother's death, Carroll was not sad, but excited.

Finally, he can take over his elder brother's position and continue to indulge in extravagance. His father only has their two sons, and his elder brother is dead. In his opinion, the position of leader must be in his pocket.

But he didn't dare to make it too obvious. He immediately called his father, but he didn't get through. He thought it was a signal problem. After all, it was remote and backward here. They never asked for signals.

"Inform the deputy leader to come here for a meeting. My brother must have been fighting with them because of some dispute. He asked them to choose a new leader." Karul said to the housekeeper of karemba who had just come from the county.

The housekeeper is a relative of their family. His brother died, and the housekeeper is also his own person. He just can't stand that the housekeeper used to control his expenses. He is going to let him go back to the tribe to provide for the aged when he becomes the leader.

The housekeeper quickly agreed and hurriedly went out to call around. Kalur is an idiot, but the housekeeper is not. There are strange things everywhere. He has to inform the patriarch that kalur will definitely make things worse.

But the patriarch's phone has been unable to get through, unable to contact.

"If you can't get through, let's talk about what happened to my brother first." Carroll said with indifference, anyway, even if he informed his father, it was not the same result.

In a short time, the four leaders came to kalumba's mansion. The speed was a little fast, but karul didn't think much about it, but the housekeeper was not stupid. He winked at karul hard, but karul didn't pay any attention.

The housekeeper is also very helpless about this. It's terrible to have no culture. What he says is that this kind of person is harmful to others and himself, but he can't help it. Carroll hasn't even gone to school. He's just a creature who walks by instinct. His mind is full of women and flour.

After greeting.

A circle of people.

Martin Bharti and the other three deputy leaders are all here, and their respective patriarchs. If they want to agree that Martin Bharti is superior, the deputy leaders can't beat the board, only their respective patriarchs can. But the deputy leaders are the next generation successors of their respective tribes, and they still have a lot to say. Therefore, after careful consideration, they convinced their respective Patriarchs to let Martin Bharti be superior She was the leader.

After all, without the consent of the patriarch, 25% of the expenditure will not be voted.

Karur is the representative of karemba's tribe. Although he still hasn't informed his father, karur wants to make the final decision quickly, so he doesn't care. Anyway, their tribe is the most powerful, and the leader's position can't run away according to convention.

"Tell us what we should do." Martin Bhatti said and swept around. He was helpless to see their strange look in their eyes.

"I think we should bury my brother karemba first. At the same time, we'd better choose a new leader today. You can rest assured that I will lead you to earn a lot of money. When the iron mine is opened, there will be a steady stream of money." Carroll was the first to raise his hand. My mind is full of.. Paste?

This is the consensus of all of you here.

The others didn't answer. They just looked at karemba's dandy brother like a brain wreck. They have learned the conditions of the black prison, and they want to blackmail the Chinese boss? Unless you're crazy.

Strong dragons don't beat local leaders.

This time, they just couldn't move under the pressure of the strong dragon, and they didn't dare to resist.

Martin Bhatti said: How did this idiot live to this day.

Just then.

A soldier came in in a hurry and whispered in Martin Bhatti's ear. He couldn't keep his face any longer.

Karemba's father died of a stroke.The younger brother took over the position of patriarch.

This news is usually nothing, but it happened today. It must have been done by the "black prison".

Several other deputy leaders also received the same news, eyes full of horror.

They thought they had to use mild means today so as not to irritate karemba's father, but now they don't seem to use them at all. They look at karrour one by one with pity.

This man, it seems, won't live long.

"Cough, this burial is certain. We'll discuss it later. The first thing is to choose a new leader. Do you have any good suggestions?" Martin Bhatti coughed twice.

Karuba stood up and said, "my brother is dead. As a younger brother, I have the right name to be the leader."

Idiot.

This is the opinion of everyone present, even the people of the kalumba tribe are a little ashamed. This brain damage, don't kill me.

"well, the death of the Kun bar, who is the leader is not your has the final say, we are several tribes together, naturally is like before, voted, who has the votes, who will be the leader." Martin Bhatti didn't care.

Karul was a little anxious and said, "you choose me. When I become the leader, I'll blackmail the Chinese boss. I'll give you 80% of the money you get."

Hearing this, the other deputy leaders didn't say anything, so they didn't hear it.

But Martin Bhatti was secretly scolding in his heart: Shabi.

It's this iron mine that brought in the black prison people. You dare to make up your mind that if you were the leader, you would not have killed us. At the beginning, if your brother lion hadn't opened his mouth and scared away the "docile" America, how could the "corrupt" Chinese boss have taken over.

Although he benefited a lot and became the leader, the feeling that his life was out of control made him less happy.

"Well, let's vote on a show of hands. Let's show our hands if we agree to be the leader." Martin Bhatti took the lead in raising his right hand.

The other three deputy leaders looked at each other and saw the helplessness in each other's eyes. They raised their hands one after another. They were all fish and meat. Before they found each other's weakness, they had better be honest so as not to go down and play mud with Karen.

This scene made Carroll very angry, and his brain was finally "smart".

Karul immediately stood up, pointed angrily at the deputy leaders and cried out, "you... I can see it. You must have killed my brother together. "

It's over.

This is the housekeeper's idea at this time.

Karul's shitty basin is buckled up, that is to pick things up. Even if you think so, don't say it.

"Don't talk nonsense, Carroll. How can we do such a thing?" One of the deputy leaders said, looking coldly at Carroll. They don't take this shit. They didn't do it, but your brother did it himself.

"Hum, it must be you. Wait. When I go back to the tribe, I will expose you. I will come back." Said Carroll angrily.

Finish saying to walk toward outside, prepare to go back to tell father, quit alliance.

"Bang."

"Ah... It's killing me. Who fired the gun? I'll kill him. "

Kalur had not taken two steps. With the sound of a gun, kalur knelt on one knee, covered the wound and wailed, while the people of his tribe were also pointed at by others with guns. I dare not move.

They won't take revenge on karrul even if they're not being robbed.

Carroll's brain damage. They're not brain damage.

At this time, Martin Bhatti stood up and went to karul. He looked down at karul with a smile on his face. Then Martin Bhatti slowly took the gun from one of his men.

He already knew, Carroll... It's the nomination certificate left to him by the black prison.

Seeing this, Carroll panicked.

"Bahadi, what are you doing? My father will not let you go when I die." Said Carroll in horror. Things are developing so fast that he still can't understand why they are.

"Your father? Ha ha, as far as I know, the head of your tribe is no longer your father. " Martin Bhatti squatted down and sneered.

In an instant, Carroll's face suddenly changed: "what, you should..."

"Bang."

"You know too much." Martin Bhatti said faintly that when the new patriarch of kalumba's tribe came to power, the new patriarch would carry the pot of the whole incident.

Anyway, yellow mud off the crotch, not feces is also feces.

Who says you are the biggest beneficiary? Compared with the position of patriarch, the position of leader of the alliance is obviously a little more gold and more profit. The income of the county is not much compared with the various gems and gold minerals in the rainforest. Unless the iron ore is mined, the position income of the leader here will be comparable to that of Karen The position of the head of the Ba tribe.It's going to take a few more years.

Therefore, Martin Bhatti is only an indirect beneficiary.

Martin Bhatti was a little chilly at the thought.

All night.

All the damned ones died. None of them escaped and fell into huge pockets.

They are all on the "thief boat".

Martin Bhatti can only hope that the people in the black prison will keep their word and will not attack them.

But he didn't worry too much. After all, we all have common interests in the future. We can be regarded as allies of interests. It's not good for the black prison if he dies.

PS: early, please!