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After listening to his report.

Believ was stunned.

The pain in my heart.

That ammunition storehouse stores most of the ammunition of his own tribe. The value is not good enough, but it is worth at least 10 million US dollars. Now that it has burned out, Believ is not only distressed.

The whole body hurts.

What to do is not the key.

The key is who did it.

These things cannot explode casually.

"Patriarch, patriarch..." his subordinates called him.

Believ recovered, looked at his men, and quickly asked, "Are there any casualties?"

"No, the entire ammunition depot is surrounded by empty space, but the wall was blown down." The subordinate said hurriedly. In order to prevent anyone from infiltrating in, the entire ammunition depot is a flat concrete floor with a radius of 100 meters.

The headlights were shining.

Convenient for guards.

Secondly, it is also for safety and avoid this kind of thing now.

And now.

It proves the wisdom of the original decision.It was originally just for insurance, something that I thought would never happen, so it happened, and Believ wiped the sweat from his excitement.

It's fine if there are no dead people. If there is nothing wrong, the elders of the clan will not blame themselves, but it is always not a good thing. Believ felt that it was wicked tonight.

Disturbed by a group of guys of unknown origin, I want to buy Ping An for only one hundred thousand dollars. Now the ammunition is wide...

wrong.

Believ was surprised.

I think of people outside the tribe who are looking for themselves. They don’t explode early or late at night. It happens that when people in the black prison come to look for themselves, they explode, and they explode after they let others out.

Inside..Is there any connection?

Believ is more likely to think about it.

If there is no contact, he also doesn't believe it in his heart. How can there be such a coincidence in the world, how could it have just caught up, or after being rejected by himself, if there is no contact, then there must be contact.

If there is no contact.

Who will pay for this loss?

Immediately.

Believ hurriedly said: "Quickly, go to the checkpoint to the east and bring in the people from the black prison. Remember, confiscate their weapons and I will see them in person." This loss cannot be borne by myself anyway.

Batson, his subordinate, didn't know why.

"Patriarch, who?"

"You'll know when you go," Believ said impatiently.

"Yes."

Batson is gone.

Came to the checkpoint.

The people at the checkpoint are all nervous.

Batson ignored the others.

Come to the car.

Knocked on the car window.

The window slowly dropped.

The soldiers inside looked coldly.

"Beliff would like to see us?"

Batson was shocked. How did the other party know about this? He also had a guess in his mind. The explosion was not easy. He said loudly: "You all get out of the car and take our car in. We will keep the weapons for you."

"No, I'll go in alone."

The soldier got out of the car as he said.

Bartson was just about to speak, and suddenly felt that it was not bad. It would be dangerous if there were fewer people and more people, but he didn't dare to relax: "Okay, just put the weapons in the car, and you get in our car."

Then Batterson kept the thirty people he had brought.

At the same time, he quietly ordered his subordinates to call more people to come and see these three cars, and by the way, bring some big guys.

The ammunition warehouse is gone, but the conventional weapons are owned by every household in the tribe, and they are not stored in the warehouse. Some of the weapons to resist are also distributed throughout the tribe, so there are still some that can be used.

Get on a pickup truck.

Batson brought the soldiers to Believ.

Once in the door.

He found that not only Believ, but also several deputy patriarchs, as well as some elders of the tribe, were all gathered here, each looking bad, even think about it..

My own'cow shed is on fire'.

It's weird to look good on your face.

Believ sat in the middle, and the others sat around. These people had just learned about the black prison, and they were so angry that they had even regarded the black prison as the culprit this time, thinking about how to strike a stroke.

As for fear.

joke.

Are these hundreds of thousands of them vegetarian? I'm afraid that a ghost knows where to come out of the'wandering forces'. In this area, even if Sadok orders, they still have to follow their mood.

Believ looked serious and stared at the soldier ferociously.

I saw only one came.

Believ frowned: "Why is it alone?"

"He said he will come in alone." Batson said carefully.

As soon as Believ heard that he was short of breath, others said that only one person was there. Where are you from? However, there are many people here, and you must also pay attention to your image. He suppressed the anger in his heart and turned his eyes to the tall figure, which is rare among blacks. Warrior.

have to say.

This temperament.

Believ also admired.

"Let's talk about your intentions." Believ asked.

"I told you on the phone before, one hundred thousand dollars a year, buy a Ping An." The soldier's tone did not change.

One hundred thousand dollars.

It was the amount set by Tang Qing.

Because it is impossible to really rely on threats to solve all troubles, even the interests of the mines and the measures taken are shared with the local tribes and forces, rather than exclusive, but not too much is given, which is within an acceptable range.

Force cannot solve everything.

The purpose of the black prison is to safeguard the interests, not exclusive interests, nor can it be monopolized. This kind of thing is also the main work content 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 is rarely seen.

Cannot be hyped.

A transnational organization.

It's okay to be careful.

If you kill people in Africa if you don’t agree with each other, destroy other people’s tribes, and are in different countries, you still preach that you are known everywhere, and you want people not to provoke them.

He thought it was awesome and walked to the front desk.

What has been brought about is the boycott of all governments.

The black prison will be listed as empty at the first time.

Annihilated by various countries.

This is not a guess, but it will definitely fall on the black prison.

Until then.

The black prison will really become a mouse crossing the street, and you will have to kneel in a few seconds. Therefore, when you encounter problems and solve problems, you should not be too fierce in the means to destroy the tribe at every turn.

It is also because many things cannot be advertised at will.

In order not to jump out and be dismissed as empty or unorganized, the black prison can only repeat the same tricks wherever it goes, and cooperate with local forces, but the method of cooperation must be in accordance with the conditions of the black prison.

This'familiarity' must be grasped well.

Once the line is crossed.

Very serious consequences.

...

Once again I heard one hundred thousand dollars.

Believ was in a different mood and sneered: "Do you think we will be short of this 100,000 dollars?"

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

Believ snorted and said: "What I want is not tolls, but the interests of the mine over there. I know that the mine was previously controlled by another tribe. You have also discussed the distribution of benefits. I just want to compare He is a little bit more, this is not too much."

The warrior shook his head and said, "No, no, patriarch Bailifu, the interests of the mine, 70% belong to the miners, 10% belong to us, and 20% belong to the local tribe. If you have the skills, you can negotiate with that tribe. Other interests. Sorry, you have no right to own it."

Believ stood up, picked up a gun, and pointed it at the soldier's head, and said coldly: "Friend, do you know whose site is here? Do you know how many people we have?"

"Yes, but it has nothing to do with our work. One hundred thousand dollars, you are only worth so much." The soldier didn't change his face.

This sentence.

Let everyone present fry the pan.

Too arrogant.

You are worth so much.

"Everyone, friends, do you really want to die? Or do you think you can negotiate terms with our tribe." Believ was angry and laughed, they are worth so much, it's crazy.

The warrior shook his head and said, "That's not true. Our goal is actually to make money with harmony. It's just that we are just someone passing by your site, and the mine is not in your tribe. You are here for such a big benefit, right? Be greedy a bit."

"Hmph, you came to mine to mine, and transferred so much money. I just want a small amount of money." Believ doesn’t care about anything else. He has always believed in the logic of seeing everyone. I saw it, and it’s not far away. Look at the truth.

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

Believ smiled and said: "This is actually nothing, but I can't guarantee safety on this road. After all, this world is very messy. If something happens to your people, we can only express our grief."

He thought he would eat the person in front of him.

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

The voice just fell.

Just when Believ thought it was going to compromise.

"boom..."

The ground was shaking again, and accompanied by a huge roar, other people in the room jumped up from their chairs, some even rushed out, and some even directly sat on the ground.

"what.."

"what happened?"

"Get out, the house is dangerous."

"..."

There was a mess here for a while.