v2 Chapter 411： : Sultan would like to send you it?

Johor is a large state in Malaya with an area of ​​about 20,000 square kilometers. It is located between Malacca and Singapore. Most of the land in Johor is plain, with flat ground, small undulations, and many rivers passing through it. It is the whole of Malaya. The most suitable place for planting.

There are rubber plantations, plantations, spice gardens, tobacco gardens, palm gardens in the state, and forest resources are also very rich.

Johor Bahru.

The capital of Johor state.

Also known as Johor Bahru.

It is located at the southernmost tip of Johor State, and is only separated from Singapore by a strait. Singapore was separated from Johor in the past.

At this moment, Huang Henian, his son, and dozens of directors of the Huang family are all in Xinshan City, strictly speaking, they are in Xinshan City Prison.

The prison is very messy.

Not even a bed.

People can only sit on the slate floor. At this moment, Huang Henian’s son Huang Linghui is in a very bad condition and is developing a high fever.

Huang Linghui learned martial arts and was young and passionate. He always rushed to the front when fighting with Malays. This was admired by many Huang family workers. It was precisely because the Huang family led them that the workers dared to fight back.

In the second conflict, there was a big melee. Although Huang Linghui was good at it, he was attacked and wounded by someone, hitting him on the head with a stick.

Fortunately, there is no danger to life.

But after the conflict ended, the Johor military police came immediately. Huang Linghui was taken to prison before he could be treated. The wound became infected the next day, and Huang Linghui had a fever. He had been on fire for two days.

"Papa Papa~~!"

Huang Xinnian slapped the prison door hard, "Come here, come here soon."

Not long after, someone came over. It was a Malay with a sharp-mouthed monkey cheek and said in Malay: "Why, I figured it out, do you want to sign it?"

"My son has a high fever and needs treatment." Huang Henian said.

The sharp-mouthed monkey chuckled twice, "As long as you sign, you can go out and you can take him to the doctor."

"You~~, you are robbing and plundering." Huang Henian said angrily.

The purpose of the Malayans was to **** the property of the Huang family. After they were caught, someone found the year of the Yellow Crane and handed him an agreement.

According to the agreement, all the land, rubber plantations, plantations and processing plants belonging to the Huang family in Johor will be acquired at a price of 10,000 pounds.

What is the difference between a looting and a property worth several million dollars and only giving 10,000 pounds.

It has been three generations for the Huang family to come to Malaya for decades. Several generations of people have worked hard to have the current family business. How can Huang Henian give up and naturally will not sign.

The other party locked him up just to force him to submit.

Now that Huang Linghui has a high fever, the Malays have more money to threaten. Huang Henian asks for the treatment of his son, and they require a signature to be treated.

"Sign, your son can live, and you can leave. If you don't sign, your son died of illness. What's the use of keeping so much money." The pointed monkey said with a joking expression on his cheeks.

After speaking, he took out the agreement from his body and shook it in front of Huang Henian's eyes.

"Do you want to sign?"

Yellow Crane's teeth are about to be crushed.

What about rich,

At this moment, he is a fattening lamb, who can be slaughtered. Without power or force, others can **** your property at will.

Huang Henian was so unwilling.

Watching Huang Henian didn't speak for a long time, the sharp-mouthed monkey smiled on his cheeks, turned and walked out, but his face was holding the winning ticket.

"No sign, huh, then you just wait. It is estimated that your son will not last a day or two."

The sharp-mouthed monkey had already walked to the door and was about to leave. Huang Henian glanced at his burnt son with chapped lips, and felt very sad.

Yes,

If the son dies,

What's the use of keeping the money?

"Wait, I'll sign." Huang Henian finally yelled this humiliating sentence.

The directors of the Chinese supervisors in the surrounding prisons all bowed their heads.

After all, it can't beat others.

With a triumphant smile on the cheeks and cheeks of the sharp-mouthed monkey, he turned and returned to the Yellow Crane Year’s prison room, "Is that right? After signing, you can all leave."

As he said, he passed the agreement over the fence, and thoughtfully stuffed a pen into it.

Huang Henian's hand holding the pen was a little trembling, and an extremely bitter taste writhed in his heart, biting his toothpick and giving his name.

The word was finally signed.

Pass the agreement to the other party.

"Can you let us go now?" Huang Henian said.

The sharp-mouthed monkey looked at the signature on his cheeks, and folded the agreement into his pocket. He smiled and said, "Wait, wait until we complete the formalities."

Huang Henian's eyes widened.

He felt deceived.

Holding the railings in both hands, he shouted: "My son has been burning for two or three days. He must be treated as soon as possible. If you sign, let us go!"

"Haha, did I say, I don't remember."

The sharp-mouthed monkey looked at Huang Henian triumphantly.

"Asshole, asshole, you don't keep your promise~!"

Huang Henian yelled angrily.

He has always been a very cultivated person and rarely scolds people during his lifetime.

I have surrendered the family property, what else do you want?

Huang Henian stretched out his hand to grab the cheek and cheek of the sharp-billed monkey. The cheek and cheek of the sharp-billed monkey dodged back. The guard next to him saw the situation and carried the stick forward and stabbed Huang Henian with the stick to make him retreat.

Huang Henian didn't know the pain at this moment, just wanted to catch the despicable man in front of him and bite him.

The director of Huang's housekeeper in the cell saw the situation and hurried up to pull Huang Henian, "Patriarch, Patriarch, come back quickly."

They are afraid that if this continues, Huang Henian will be beaten to death by the opponent.

The sharp-mouthed monkey looked at the embarrassing Huang New Year with his eyes full of triumph. These Chinese are rich, smart and capable, so what can they do?

The sharp-mouthed monkey's cheeks are gone.

Huang Henian knelt and sat beside his son, looking at his pale and painful son, tears fell in his eyes. He did not regret losing his family property, but hated not preparing early, thinking that these Malays would not do too much. Always survive.

But now,

People just want to push you on the road to nowhere.

Now that the Huang family has fallen into this situation, it is because he has not considered it well, because he is weak, and because he always thinks that people still have a little conscience.

But I don’t know in this world,

Jackals are everywhere.

They want to eat people.

......

The Sultan Palace of Johor.

Said to be a royal palace, it is actually a manor. The current sultan of Johor is called Ismail. He is in his forties and has four wives and two sons.

After the Federation of Malaysia was established, Malaysia has 9 kings, one of which is Ismail.

At this moment, Ismail is sitting under a tree in the shade, with several maids waiting by his side.

The sharp-mouthed monkey walked over and respectfully said: "Sultan, that year of the Yellow Crane has signed it." He said and passed the agreement.

Ismail was overjoyed, and smiled and accepted the agreement.

In fact, he doesn't understand the agreement very much, but he knows the signature. As long as the signature is signed, the Huang family's property belongs to him. It is a property of several million dollars.

"Finally succumbed, haha, you did a good job, find someone to take over those estates and businesses, now those are all mine." Sultan ordered.

"Good Sultan, but what about the people in the Huang family, do they still have to be closed?" the monkey cheeks asked.

Ismail sneered coldly, "Naturally, we need to detain them. We will detain them for one year first, and wait until we completely take over the property."

"Moreover, they still have oil and water on their bodies, which can be squeezed slowly in the future."

"The son of Huang Henian has a high fever now. I'm afraid he will die if he is not treated. Do you need to show him?" the pointed monkey asked on his cheeks.

"No, dead people are normal. Those people should die. Now we are detaining them for fear that they will not be easy to explain to the British. These agreements are much more uncomfortable." Sudan said viciously.

"I understand Lord Sudan, I will take over those properties now." The pointed monkey saluted and left.

......

Singapore.

A small manor.

A car drove into the manor and parked directly into the garage. The door opened and several foreigners in black came down. They dragged another man from the car. This man had a black cloth cover on his head and his hands were handcuffed behind his back.

This man is not tall, and was mentioned to the living room by a few strong foreigners like a baby chicken.

Standing in the living room,

The body is shaking like chaff.

He was going to have fun, but before he got out of the house, he was caught by a group of strong foreigners, put on a cloth cover and handcuffed into the car.

He originally wanted to call for help.

I immediately felt the cold muzzle against my neck, and I was too scared to make a sound.

"Swipe~!"

The black cloth cover was torn off.

Reveal this person's face.

He is about forty years old, with dark skin and a typical Malay appearance. If anyone has seen Sultan Ismail in Johor, he will find that this person is somewhat similar to Ismail.

"Your name is Maha?" a middle-aged foreigner asked.

"Yes, my name is Maha."

"You are Ismail's younger brother."

"Yes, what do you want me to do?" Maha asked tremblingly.

"Do you want to be a sultan?"

Ma Ha was taken aback.

"Sudan, there may have been opportunities before, but now it is not my turn at all. When my father was there, I was the second pick. After passing to Ismail, every time he gave birth to a son, my ranking would go down one place. Now Ismail has 2 sons, and I can only be ranked fourth. Even if Ismail dies, I cannot become a sultan."

The foreigner smiled,

"I only ask if you want to become a sultan. If you say you don't want to, I will kill you directly and find the 5th heir."

Maha shivered with fright.

The opponent has already stated that there is only one end that does not agree, and that is death.

Maha gritted his teeth.

Said: "Of course I think. I have been thinking since I was a child. Just because I was born more than a year later than Ismail, I can only rank behind him forever. He won the throne and all the family property, but I can only get a little bit every year. The poor living expenses, for what reason, rely on him being born a year earlier."

In ancient times, Jiulong seized the protagonist.

This kind of throne struggle has never been cut off since ancient times. As the second in the millennium, Maha naturally felt aggrieved in his heart.

The eldest brother inherits all the property, but he can only take a pitiful living expenses. Every time he takes money, it is like begging. During the New Year and the holidays, he must respectfully worship his elder brother, otherwise he can stop your living expenses.

This feeling of frustration has been burning Maha's heart.

This is also the main reason why he went to live in Singapore.

"We can help you become the Sultan of Johor, but we have the conditions." The middle-aged foreigner said humanity.

"What conditions, I don't have anything now." Maha said.

"Of course I know you don't have anything. We will do the work first and settle the accounts. After the work is done, we want half of all the assets in Johor, including the land and population, and the location is up to us." The middle-aged foreigner said.

This condition shocked Maha.

It is said that the lion has a big mouth, and the other's appetite is too big.

"One and a half?! You want too much, right." Maha said in surprise.

The middle-aged foreigner sneered coldly, "You are not even half right now, if no one helps you, you can only be a parasite in this life, an existence that will always kneel at the feet of Ismail."

Maha immediately realized his situation.

Yes,

These are not my own, so I feel bad about it.

What an ancestral legacy.

Nothing for me.

If I succeed, I can get half of it and become a Sudan.

"Okay, I promise you." Maha responded.

The middle-aged foreigner smiled, "Remember this agreement, I will look for you again when things are done." He said to the strong man next to him: "Okay, you send him back."

Maha was dumbfounded.

"You guys, don't you need an agreement or something? Just say one sentence and it's over. I'm not afraid that I will regret it then?" Maha asked puzzledly.

"Haha~~~"

The middle-aged foreigner laughed, "Paper agreement, that thing can be torn up if you tear it up, besides, can our agreement be put on the table?"

"Everything in this world speaks by strength. We even dare to kill the current Sultan. Even if you sit in the position of Sultan, if you go back then, it will be a big deal to kill you and let your next brother inherit the family property. I believe it will always Someone agreed."

Maha was agitated.

The other party is right They dare to kill the current Sultan, it doesn't matter if they kill another one, I believe it will be easier to kill him then than to kill his brother.

"I~~ I will keep my promise." Maha said immediately.

"I also believe you will, well, look forward to our next meeting." The middle-aged man smiled.

Maha was sent back to his home. When he got home, he was still excited for a long time and couldn't calm down. Before, he was just a salted fish in the family, and now he has a chance to become a sultan.

he knows,

He didn't have anything, the other party just valued his identity.

What about giving up half of Johor’s assets? As long as you get the other half, you can still become the sultan of Johor. Even if you only have half of the land in Johor, it surpasses most other sultans.

Maha became more excited as he thought about it, poured himself a glass of wine and drank it in one sip.

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