Chapter 813

After listening to the report from my staff.

Beliff froze.

The pain in my heart.

The ammunition depot is a place where most of the ammunition of his tribe is stored. It's not worth much, but it's worth at least ten million dollars. Now it's gone. Beliff is not only distressed.

It hurts all over the body.

What to do is not the key.

The key is who did it.

These things can't just explode.

"Patriarch, patriarch." They're calling him.

Beliff looked back at his men and asked, "are there any casualties?"

"No, the whole ammunition depot is surrounded by open space, but the wall has been blown down." His subordinates quickly said that in order to avoid penetration, the whole ammunition depot is a flat cement field with a radius of 100 meters.

The headlights are on.

Easy to guard.

Secondly, it is also for the sake of safety to avoid the current situation.

And now.

It proves the wisdom of the original decision. Originally just for the sake of insurance, what he thought would never happen happened happened. Beliff wiped the sweat from his excitement.

It's good that there are no dead people. If there are dead people, although there's nothing wrong, the elders of the clan won't blame themselves, but it's not a good thing. Beliff feels that he's evil tonight.

Disturbed by a group of guys of unknown origin, I want to buy Ping'an for only 100000 dollars. Now the ammunition is wide...

No.

Beliff was surprised.

Think of the people who are looking for themselves outside the tribe. They don't explode in the morning or in the evening, but they explode when the people from the black prison come to find themselves, and they only explode after they let people block them out.

In here.. Is there any connection?

The more beliff thinks about it, the more likely it is.

If there is no contact, he doesn't believe that there is such a coincidence in the world. How can he just catch up or be rejected by himself? If there is no contact, there must be contact.

If there's no contact.

Who will pay for the loss.

Right away.

Beliff said in a hurry: "go to the east gate and bring the people from the black prison in. Remember, confiscate their weapons and I will see them in person." In any case, we can't bear the loss ourselves.

Bartson doesn't know why.

"Patriarch, who?"

"You'll know when you go." Said bailiff impatiently.

"Yes."

Bartson's gone.

Come to the checkpoint.

At this time, people at the checkpoint are very nervous.

Bartson ignored the others.

Come to the car.

There was a knock on the window.

The car window came down slowly.

The soldiers inside are watching coldly.

"Beliff wants to see us?"

Bartson was surprised. How did the other party know about it? He also had a guess in his mind. The explosion was not simple. He said in a loud voice, "all of you get out of the car and go in our car. We will keep the weapons for you."

"No, I'll go in alone."

The soldier said and got out of the car.

As soon as he was about to speak, bartson suddenly felt that it was not bad. Less people were safe, but more people were dangerous. But he did not dare to relax: "OK, weapons will be put in the car, you get on our car."

Then bartson left the thirty people he had brought with him.

At the same time, he quietly told his men to call more people to come and watch the three cars and bring some people along.

The ammunition depot is gone, but the conventional weapons are available to every family in the tribe. They are not stored in the warehouse. Some shoulder resistance weapons are also distributed throughout the tribe, so some of them can be used.

Got on a pickup truck.

Bartson came to beliff with the soldiers.

As soon as I enter the door.

He found that now there are not only beliff, but also several deputy patriarchs, as well as some elders of the tribe, all gathered together, one by one looks bad, think about it..

My cowshed is on fire.

It's weird to look good on your face.

Beliff sat in the middle, and the others sat around. These people just knew about the black prison, and they were very angry. They even took the black prison as the main culprit, thinking about how to strike a pen.

As for fear.

Jokes.

Are they over 100000 vegetarians? They are afraid of a "wandering force" who will come out of nowhere. In this area, even if sadoc orders, they have to follow their mood.

Beliff looked serious and glared at the soldier.

I saw only one coming.

Beliff frowned: "how can you be alone?"

"He said he was the only one to come in." Said bartson carefully.

When beliff heard that he was impatient, he was told that there were only one person. Who were you? But there were so many people here, so we should pay attention to the image. He was so angry that he turned his eyes to the tall soldier who was rare among black people.Have to say.

That's the temperament.

Beliff was also impressed.

"Tell me what you've come for." Asked beliff.

"And I told you on the phone before, 100000 dollars a year, buy a safe." The soldier's tone did not change.

One hundred thousand dollars.

It's the sum set by Tang Qing.

Because it is impossible to solve all problems by threats. Even the interests of the mine are shared with the local tribes and forces, rather than monopolized. It's just that not too much is given, which is within the acceptable range.

Force cannot solve everything.

The purpose of the black prison is to safeguard interests, not to monopolize interests, nor to monopolize them. This kind of thing is also the main work of the black prison. Due to different countries and regions.

It is impossible for everyone to know the "prestige" of the black prison.

The black prison is an organization that doesn't see much light.

No hype.

A multinational organization.

Be careful. It's OK.

If you kill people in Africa, kill other people's tribes, and still live in different countries, you will know your "prestige" everywhere, so that people will not dare to provoke you.

I thought I was forced to go to the front desk.

All it brings is a boycott by all governments.

Black prison will be listed as empty and unorganized at the first time.

It was exterminated by all countries.

It's not a guess, but it's bound to come to the black prison.

By then.

The black prison will really become a street mouse, and you will have to kneel down in a few seconds. Therefore, when you encounter problems, you can't solve them too fiercely. You can destroy other people's tribes at any time.

It's also because many things can't be publicized at will.

In order to avoid jumping out and being defeated by the non organization of short selling, the black prison can only do the same thing every place, and cooperate with local forces, but the way of cooperation should be in accordance with the conditions of the black prison.

This "popularity" must be grasped.

Once you cross the line.

The consequences are serious.

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One hundred thousand dollars again.

Beliff was in a different mood and sneered, "do you think we'll be short of the $100000?"

"One hundred thousand dollars a year's toll should be quite a lot, right?" The soldier said calmly.

Beliff snorted and said, "what I want is not the tolls, but the interests of the mine over there. I know that the mine was controlled by another tribe before, and you have also discussed the distribution of interests. I just want to be a little more than him, which is not too much."

The soldier shook his head and said, "no, chief beliff, 70% of the interests of the mine belong to the miners, 10% to us, and 20% to the local tribe. If you have the ability, you can negotiate with that tribe. I'm sorry, you don't have the right to have other interests."

Beliff stood up, took a gun, pointed it at the soldier's head and said in a cold voice, "friend, do you know whose territory this is? Do you know how many of us are

"Yes, but it's nothing to do with our work. 100000 dollars, that's all you're worth." The soldier's face did not change.

That's a sentence.

Let everyone in the room fry.

It's arrogant.

That's all you're worth.

"Do you want to die, my friend? Or do you think you can negotiate with our tribe. " Beliff was so angry that they were worth so much. They were so crazy.

The soldier shook his head and said, "it's not true. Our goal is to make money with peace. It's just that we have people passing by your territory. The mine is not in your tribe. Are you greedy for such a big profit?"

"Hum, you've come to our mine and transferred so much money. I just want some small money." Beliff doesn't care about anything else. He always believes in the logic that everyone has his share. I've seen it, and it's not far away. There's no reason to watch it.

"What if we don't?" The soldier squinted.

Beliff laughed and said, "it's nothing, but I can't guarantee the safety of this road. After all, the world is chaotic. If something happens to your people, we can only express our sorrow."

He thought he was going to eat the man in front of him.

The soldier nodded and said, "yes, you are not very safe."

The voice just dropped.

Just when beliff thought it was going to compromise.

"Boom..."

There was another tremor on the ground, accompanied by a huge roar. Other people in the room jumped up directly from their chairs, some rushed out, and even sat on the ground.

"Ah."

"What happened?"

"Get out, the house is dangerous."

“。。。”

It's a mess.