Chapter 304 Membership Fees (Please Subscribe!)

Heard the warriors say that the other deputy chiefs have agreed to elect him as the new chief.

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

Is it true?

This is too fast.

"Have they really agreed?" Martin Bahati confirmed again. He stared at the soldier's eyes, and wanted to rely on his 'rich' experience to see if he could see anything, but the soldier's eyes and demeanor did not change at all, and a robot without emotions would not have any understanding of the words themselves when they spoke. Emotions.

So of course Martin Bahati couldn't see anything.

"Yes, they have agreed." The soldier nodded. This operation was carried out at the same time. When Martin Bahati asked just now, the other deputy leaders made the most correct choice between life and death.

Still life is more important.

At the moment when those conditions were stated, they had no way out.

or die.

Either agree.

"What about the leader Karumba?" Martin Bahati asked curiously again. The soldier just said that Karumba can't see the sun tomorrow, but it doesn't mean that he is dead now.

"He has now died in his basement with his subordinates, probably due to an altercation." The warrior has nothing to hide.

Killing Karumba directly is of course very simple, but many times you still need to consider the impact, so as not to cause conflicts between several tribes, so the original plan was to only let Karumba fall from the bed or die of a heart attack, but when I saw them in the Tang Qing, who was watching, made the command room temporarily change the plan, and asked Karumba and his confidants to meet the ancestors together.

Even if there is doubt, no one has evidence.

Does not cause conflict between tribes.

Tang Qing needs to maintain stability here, rather than mingle in a mess. After all, Kalumba's tribe is the strongest, and with the issue of blood, even if Martin Bahati and the others join forces to win, they will continue to have trouble in the future. Kind of a mess. The population of the tribe where Karumba is located is close to 10,000, and there are more than 600 guards in the tribal station. If they really do it, thousands of people can be pulled out in minutes.

As for the 'mine tyrants' of the tribal alliance, it's just that everyone sent some people to go, adding up to more than 300 people, and everyone's contribution is not the main fighting force of each tribe, even the Martin Bahati tribe can pull More than six hundred came out.

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

Also mining shit.

After listening to the soldier's words, Martin Bahatti smiled unnaturally and reluctantly.

maybe?

Still having an argument?

Nima, these lunatics.

Martin Bahatti became more and more afraid of the forces in front of him.

The unknown is the most terrifying.

The means are so ruthless and decisive.

"Then I agree too, but I want to know why you don't negotiate with Karumba. Wouldn't that be faster?" Martin Bahati asked again suppressing the fear in his heart.

"It's nothing, his behavior, our regional leader can't understand it." The soldier paused and said. Regional heads, of course, made up.

"Area Heads? Who are you?" Martin Bahati asked.

"Since you agreed, you are also qualified to know our name, BLACK PRISON (Black Prison), well, now that it's settled, let's talk about the conditions." The soldier said a solution again, this time not Martin. The deputy leaders of Bahati are not Kalumba, who has gone to heaven, but the tribe where Kalumba belongs.

Kalumba is also the son of the clan chief. In order to avoid the unilateral withdrawal of the Kalumba clan from the alliance, then the position of the clan leader must also be changed, this world. . . There is never a shortage of ambitious people.

"Please speak." Martin Bahati did not notice this, and asked for the conditions.

"First, 25% of your future business income will be ours and will be paid monthly." The soldier said directly.

"Why." Martin Bahatti became angry in an instant, 25%, you might as well go grab it, he thought how much money would be given at one time, but he didn't expect it to be so 'black', he asked them directly a quarter of income.

He couldn't explain it to the bottom and the top at all.

"Martin Bahati, please remember that I am not discussing with you, but an order, and we can change you at any time and let whoever is willing to come up." The soldier's words made Martin Bahatti instantly Like a dead eggplant.

"But, I can't explain it to the people up and down. Not only can I not do it, but no one else can do it." Martin Bahati smiled wryly. At this ratio, even if he were killed, he could not convince other tribes to buy this account.

"This is not a big problem. When the iron ore starts to be mined, you will have a certain income. This 25% is equivalent to about 70% of the iron ore income in the future. Basically, it does not involve your existing income. Each income distribution, in general, your income has increased." The soldier explained.

This is the ratio set by Tang Qing. Twenty-five percent of the membership fee is simply a robbery, but it is also much lower than the robbery gang in the United States. The main reason is that considering the actual situation, too much will cause adverse effects. Soldiers can kill people, but they can't destroy people's hearts. The 'right way' is the long run.

Although this money is not glorious, it can make it do some glorious things. Tang Qing plans to use 25% of the membership fees collected from various places to help others, and the rest will be used to expand the 'black prison' power, and at the same time keep some funds for backup.

Martin Bahati thought about it for half a minute. If this is the case, it can still be handled.

"Okay, I agree to this condition." Martin Bahati nodded and agreed.

The soldier continued: "Second, if there is a need, you must obey our orders to do something, but you can rest assured that it will not hurt the core interests of your tribe, just a little busy."

"For example." Although Martin Bahati was very unhappy with the word order, but there was no way, the situation was stronger than people, but he did not blindly agree.

"To tell you the truth, the companies that are going to mine here this time have also paid us a certain amount of membership fees. Therefore, I hope you can treat them fairly, charge reasonable fees, and provide necessary protection. We don't want anyone to go to them to cause trouble and hurt people. "The warrior lied a little.

Immediately Martin Bahati said in shock: "Did they call you here?"

dues?

Do companies have to pay membership fees?

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

Kind of like a mercenary feeling, well, sure.

Martin Bahati has determined that the Black Prison must be a mercenary organization.

In fact, if you count it, the business is really 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 called over. , we will not provide assistance directly, but will only provide some fee-based services such as intelligence and weapon support, and at the same time, we can also provide services such as transfer of your property or funds." The soldier explained.

"In general, this time it is because of this mineral, in order to safeguard 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, they became a stumbling block this time, but he was not happy in his heart, and his emotions were very complicated.

"Yes, from the day you pay the membership fee, you are also a member. As long as you don't kill innocent people indiscriminately and pay the membership fee on time, no one in you will dare to take your position by force," the soldier said.

This still sounds pretty good.

Martin Bahati also began to accept and support it. What happened to Kalumba today, he absolutely did not want to happen to himself.

"What else is there," Martin Bahati said again.

"The conditions are gone, but there are still two requirements. First, don't disclose the name of our organization to the outside world. Those deputy leaders of your subordinates don't know it. Second, you can charge a certain normal fee for the mining enterprise this time. At the same time, restrain your subordinates, and do not conflict, if something goes wrong, our adjudication center considers it to be your main responsibility, and you are likely to face a huge fine." The soldier said.

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

"It's no problem, I promise." Martin Bahati said immediately, Karumba used to be a lion with a big mouth, but now he has the bond of the black prison, and he doesn't really want to make a fortune from this iron ore, lest he Take it for life.

"That's good, Mr. Martin Bahati, thank you for your cooperation. This is our phone number. If you have anything, you can contact us directly, and we will deal with it immediately." The soldier handed over a note and said.

"Then what do I need to do next." Martin Bahati said after collecting the note.

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

This step has been achieved, and it is completely tailwind. If Martin Bachati can't do the rest, then he will have lived in vain for so many years.

Seeing the soldiers strutting out, Martin Bahati wanted to take out another gun under the sheets, but he just thought about it. If he did, he might also follow in the footsteps of Karumba.

Thinking of the experience just now, Martin Bahati wanted to scold people very much. He was sleeping soundly, dreaming beautifully, and living a leisurely life. Suddenly, there was a Taishanghuang who appeared out of nowhere. It's beeping the dog, he wants to beep the earth.

Turn on the lights.

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

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

lost in thought.

He has to plan his way to the top tomorrow.

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