A group of people discussed for a long time and finally made a plan, but no one mentioned that they would drive away United Mining after the mine was built. After all, they were a group of people who knew everything about a big project like a mine.
And even if it is dug out, there is no way to sell it. It is so easy to get a lot of money just by threatening to blackmail the Chinese.
After the discussion, a group of people raised their glasses again.
"cheers!"
Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang——
Plaka just looked at the several chiefs and his cronies who had just clinked glasses with him. Either a piece of their neck was missing or there was a hole in their face. He was so frightened that his hair stood up and he quickly fell to the ground and shouted.
"Where are the people?! Where are they all dead? Come here quickly!"
Plaka shouted for a long time but no one came. Instead, the door to the room was kicked open. He only saw two Chinese and a black man striding towards him. One of them, a young man with a short head, said He was still cursing.
"Go to the street! I've always been the one to collect protection money, and now there are still people who dare to ask me for protection money? I wish you a rich and prosperous family!"
Plaka looked at the eyes of the two Chinese people and found no timidity at all. They were different from all the Chinese people he had met before, and the language they spoke was also different from those people, although the two of them were different. Can't understand it.
But he ignored these and quickly backed away from these people. As he moved back, he continued to shout: "Someone is coming! Someone is coming quickly!"
There were at least twenty people guarding his villa with guns, not to mention the whole town was full of his people. Plaka couldn't believe that all of these people were dead.
"You screamed for mourning, you screamed so unpleasantly!" Next to the short-haired young man, a long-haired man carrying a satchel walked up and strangled his neck. The noise in the villa finally disappeared.
But when the long-haired man threw Plaka to the ground, he started shouting again. Plaka believed that the people in the town would come immediately after hearing the call.
"Fuck! You're done!"
Snap—pop—pop—pop—
The short-haired young man was completely impatient. He grabbed Plaka by the collar and kept slapping him. Plaka finally calmed down at this time.
After the short-haired young man fanned for a while, the long-haired man stopped his action when he felt the heat was enough.
"Pheasant, that's it. Don't really get him into trouble, he's still useful."
"Oh, okay Brother Nan."
Pheasant looked at Plaka's red and swollen cheeks, threw him to the ground, and said to the accompanying Hei Ge in Mandarin with a slight Hong Kong accent: "Kaba, please trouble you."
Boxing champion Kaba just made an OK gesture, then squatted in front of Plaka and chirped for a while.
Plaka covered his cheek and looked at the pheasant in fear. After hearing Kaba's words, his expression immediately began to change. Surprise, disbelief, panic, fear and other expressions appeared on his face one by one like a marquee. Go up, and finally look at the three people in front of you with crazy eyes.
Plaka was shocked at this time? !
What did he just hear?
Kaba said that he actually said that he was his long-lost brother? !
That's all, but Kaba actually asked him to relinquish his position as chief and let the other party inherit it? !
Damn it!
Can you get some snacks?
Although he has so many brothers and sisters that he can't even count them. Are they more than twenty or thirty?
But there is absolutely no such person as Kaba who appears out of nowhere. This guy is totally someone who wants to annex his tribe!
Plaka immediately thought of something and roared unwillingly: "You are from the Aka tribe! What on earth does that guy Bossa want to do?! Don't even think about it, I will never let you succeed!"
After hearing his roar, Abu just opened his mouth, revealing his two rows of white teeth, and said jokingly: "Have you guys lived a good life for so long that you have forgotten all the things in the Black Continent south of the Sahara?" Is the relationship between the chiefs one of the weak and the strong?
I don’t need to say more about what will happen to a group of fat sheep who think they are tigers when they meet a real tiger, right? "
boom--
Plaka's head roared, "No! Impossible! Your Aka tribe was just a small tribe of less than a hundred people half a year ago, and it only took half a year to develop into a medium-sized tribe of more than 2,000 people. It is already shocking to the world. It’s over, we have given up the prairie north of Isiro to you!
What else do you want?
But now you actually want to replace all the chiefs of more than a dozen tribes with your people? So possible! "
Well, this is indeed true, because in the eyes of these alliance chiefs, although the Aka tribe is a bit strange, it has not reached this level of magic, right?
"Haha, you seem to have forgotten that our chief is a second-level chief. Tsk tsk. The whole tribe has less than a hundred people in the second-level chief. You really believe it. Haha, I guess you have been laughing at us for a long time.
You people who know nothing about the Fat Sheep Tribe were lucky enough not to be destroyed by the war. After the situation calmed down, you ignorantly accepted the legacy left by the previous tribe in Isiro. You can develop to this level not because of Your strength is just due to good luck.
Chief Assad has long understood this truth, so he moved his tribe to the prairie near Sudan before the war swept the entire Eastern Province. Now that we are back, you seem to be very unwelcome to us. Ah, by the way, to correct you, our tribe is not just 2,000 people, but 8,000 people! "
Plaka looked at Kabbah with a panicked expression.
What kind of magical plot is this?
He really didn't expect the other party to be so arrogant. What was he trying to do? !
Just treat them like meat on the chopping board and cut them however you want.
At this time, Plaka recalled some rumors about the Aka tribe, and there was still no movement outside. He lowered his head dejectedly, and said with a self-defeating expression on his face.
"I can fully cooperate with you, but you have to leave some money for me. Don't worry, you don't have to worry about me doing it again in the future. I'm not that stupid. With your strength, anything you do will be useless."
Kaba readily agreed: "OK, we won't touch the money in your safe, but all real estate must be confiscated. We don't care whether you want to continue to stay in the tribe or go abroad to enjoy life, but it's still troublesome. You do the last thing."
"What's up?"
"I remember that you should keep the various mineral equity contracts that you dozen or so tribes obtained through deception, and the owner of the equity also filled in your name, right?
Whether it is discontinued or in operation, leave it all to us. Once we have compiled an equity transfer contract in which you agree to completely donate all the equity to United Mining and sign the equity transfer contract, you can sign your name and you will be free. "
Plaka nodded quickly like a chicken pecking at rice, and immediately stood up and entered the bedroom. The three of them followed him, and watched him open a safe in the bedroom, revealing stacks of cash, jewelry, gold bars, and more. There is a pile of documents, and the three of them are just invited to do whatever they want.
Chen Haonan directly took out a snakeskin bag from his satchel and handed it to Pheasant and Kaba, and then put all the documents into the satchel, while Kaba and Pheasant put the jewelry and gold bars into the snakeskin bag, and the rest They didn't touch the pile of dollars.
Plaka breathed a sigh of relief after seeing that the three of them actually kept their promise not to touch his money.
"Very good, I will come to see you again tomorrow. You can prepare yourself for what to do."
After Kaba said something to him, the three of them left the villa directly.
After Plaka watched the three people leave, he collapsed on the ground as if all the strength in his body had been taken away by the smell.
Then the roar of a group of motors sounded outside. Only then did he remember that he didn't know what was going on outside, so he quickly got up and walked to the balcony to observe the situation outside.
He first saw eight corpses lying at the door of the villa and a dozen people squatting on the ground with their hands on their heads. They were all people he ordered to guard the villa.
Although he didn't know what was going on in the town, it was as quiet as a ghost at the moment. Then he saw the Aka tribe's convoy, led by three military jeeps with Miniguns, followed closely by a large Military trucks, the last nine SUVs finish.
A long motorcade left the town under Plaka's watch.
