The six people in charge are all humans. They don’t pay much attention to whether Sinclair is dead or alive, but as soon as the term heavy machine gun fell into his ears, his whole heart was raised: Rockefeller, you brought it to Alaska

Heavy weapons are emerging one after another!

"Huh, it's fine if you're fine!"

Jin Clay didn't care about Pulitzer and others' sharp eyes, and he just continued to ask: "Well, are you here alone? You're here quickly!"

Jin Klay, the security guard who reported the news, was not very familiar with him, so he asked this question.

"Report to Lord Mailli, I am one of the security forces led by Bilindley. My name is Altega. Hey, if Chief Sinclair hadn't come to rescue, we would have been besieged to death by the guards.

!”

The security guard Altega, who reported the news, replied calmly: "After we won a lot of alien horses riding by the guards. I rode one of them and rushed back all the way.

!”..

Under the guidance of Artega, the seven responsible persons walked outside the wooden building. Sure enough, in the open space, a nightmare horse with an extremely magical horse that was nearly three meters high was tied to a thick wooden stake.

The horse's nose was niggling, the horse's hooves pedaled, and countless flying snow splashed. This alien horse was walking back and forth uneasy.

"Such a tall horse! Oh, God!"

Pulitzer and others saw the majestic posture of Nightmare Horse, and they moaned, and couldn't help but express their sincere surprise and emotion.

Although they don’t know much about military affairs, they can imagine how powerful the cavalry composed of such a magical horse would be! From this, it can be said that Sinclair’s battle was so tragic and hard!

"I remember that the head of the Moyes family once said that the tall horse that ransacked their village was this kind of tall horse!"

Brin Dupont widened his eyes and said in surprise: "I thought he was lying at the time. But I didn't expect that there was such a tall horse breed in this world! This is really a miracle of the Creator..."

The appearance of Nightmare Malaysia completely dispelled the last doubts of the seven responsible persons. They looked at each other, all with big mouths, and their eyes were also celebrating the defeat of the main force of the guards.

Since the victory of Sinclair was confirmed, the rest of the matter will be easier.

Returning to the room where the matter was discussed, and closing the door, Pulitzer smiled sinisterly: "It seems that we are going to teach those disobedient small consortiums and families a little bit of a lesson!"

Jin Clay, West, Aimoon, Brin, Wuftaser and Gordon all nodded: "As Mr. Morgan said, our seven major consortiums should make a difference, and should give these small families.

We set an example! They are ignorant and disobedient. We will beat them to make them sensible and obedient!"

Amid the voices of words, murderous aura was terrifying.

Before noon, all exits of Mingyue Village became lively. Teams of fully armed security guards stepped out of the village entrance with great courage and headed towards the surrounding base village along the avenue.

In the next eight hours, more than a dozen base villages represented by Benjamin and Moyes were all attacked by the security forces to varying degrees. The aggressive security forces not only snatched away the constant temperature tower they had just purchased, but also plundered them.

Countless property, countless facilities were smashed, and wounded were left in the area.

"Hahaha. This is the price you paid for secretly colluding with Schmidt! The limited time is tomorrow at noon, and you all have to go to Mingyue Village to apologize, otherwise we will come!"

After all this, the security guards left with a arrogant smile, while the heads of Plef, Hulk and others, facing the security guards who were like robbers, were so angry that they trembled all over, but they dared not be angry.

He dared to speak out, so he could only watch them disappear on the road back to Mingyue Village.

The next day, it was about ten o'clock in the morning. The security sentry arranged outside Mingyue Village hurriedly reported: Schmidt and his party are here!

After hearing this, Pulitzer and others looked at each other, with a little surprise and more smiles in their pupils: This Schmidt is ungrateful and dares to come...

Schmidt's team had four carriages in total, and there were still escorts behind the carriages that were not sure about their heads. Although these guards were wearing uniform uniforms, their guns were not complete, especially those who were behind the team.

There are also many older people, their faces full of hunger and darkness, and their bodies full of fatigue.

The sentries of the security army were investigated one by one and reported them truthfully to Pulitzer and others. Pulitzer and others were all ridiculed and laughed: Are you pretending? The main force of your guard team has gone to the small fishing ground

In the decisive battle, these "old, weak and disabled soldiers" are probably dressed up by indigenous villagers!

Four carriages entered Mingyue Village. Except for dozens of elite guards in the front line who were still following the carriage with guns, the rest remained outside the village.

Schmidt's move was ostensibly showing sincerity in negotiations and promoting peace intentions, but in the eyes of Pulitzer and others, it further confirmed their judgment on Schmidt's "empty troops and pretending".

"Hohoho, these must be the heads of Morgan, Rockefeller, DuPont, Lehman Brothers, Goldman, Lebber and Citigroup. You are really famous and not as good as meeting each other. At first glance, you are very arrogant and phoenix among people and have extraordinary demeanor...

...With you presided over many things in Alaska, our mining area will definitely develop rapidly, produce more ore and create greater profits! Let's make a fortune together, oh hehe..."

Schmidt jumped out of the first carriage. He was wearing a very ordinary dress, wearing a denim-style gray-yellow jacket, a pair of big-headed leather shoes, and a bear-skin ear cap on his head. When he saw Pulitzer, he

People took a few steps and shook hands with them one by one. The praise and praise in their mouths were sprinkled with capital.

It was Pulitzer and Schmidt's first meeting. The impression of this doctoral in geology who was "going for the fortune" was only found in the description of the text and a few blurry photos. Now I have seen a real person.

Schmidt's enthusiasm was like fire and deliberately catered to it, which made them even more despise Schmidt.

This is a country bumpkin, and a backboneless and greedy Jewish country bumpkin. It really embarrasses us Jews!

"What is Mr. Schmidt talking about? The Schmidt Mining Company you own is a good word. You can successfully mine gold in the snow and ice. This kind of ability is beyond our reach!"

Pulitzer replied with a smile on behalf of all the people in charge. He held a gun and a stick inside: "It's too cold outside. Mr. Schmidt, please come with me. Let's talk slowly in the house."

"Yes, go to the house to talk!"

Schmidt squinted his eyes and smiled endlessly: "This time you invite me, there must be important things to discuss with me. If you discuss these things, the amount involved must be quite large, so you can't be careless!"

Schmidt was very bachelor. He only brought five people and followed Pulitzer and others into the three-story wooden building renamed the "Command Building". Seeing Schmidt so bold, Pulitzer and others were in their hearts.

I was a little impressed, but I was more happy in my heart: This idiot is self-involved. If we don’t squeeze you out today, we will not be worthy of the title of the Seven Great Family!

After entering the wooden building, before going upstairs, Schmidt glanced at the 'Warm Fish Storage Room' that was closely guarded by the soldiers, and smiled with a hint of point: "The guard here is very tight, I don't know if it's inside.

What?"

Of course Pulitzer would not tell the truth. He made a fuss and just made an excuse and just passed by.

They "smuggled" Wen Wenyu. Although both parties knew this, they still kept it confidential if they could.

Schmidt disagreed with Pulitzer's excuse, but left a light sentence: "I think the temperature in the room is very high. I wonder if the things stored in it will be broken in a few days. If that's the case, a little bit

The value of use is gone!”

After saying this, Schmidt raised his legs and took the lead in the stairs without caring about the charm of Jin Clay and others frowned.

When we arrived at the conference room, the two sides sat down one by one, face to face, and the negotiations began without any politeness.

Of course, Pulitzer, as the head of a large consortium, originally wanted to make some polite decisions. But anyone who thought Schmidt would not have any rules, and as soon as he got into the seat, he said straight to the point: "Mr. Morgan, forgive me, please!

To be honest, the constant temperature tower you hung here is not from the right place!”

No one expected that Schmidt would just point to this most sensitive topic when he didn't say anything about any transition.

Pulitzer smiled and spread his hands and pretended not to know: "Oh, I don't understand Mr. Schmidt's words. What does it mean to be incorrect?"

Schmidt frowned and said, "The temperature tower is a cold-proof product produced by our company and local natives in Alaska. Since you have used it, you should know that the temperature tower contains a magical fish.

We call it warm fish. It can be said that with so many villages built around the mining area, it is because of the constant temperature tower that can provide people with normal and comfortable living conditions! The constant temperature tower you hang here is not us

The company sells this practice, I call it pirated and infringement! I ask you to stop using the constant temperature tower like this immediately!"

"I don't agree with Mr. Schmidt's words!"

As the negotiator of the seven major families, Pulitzer's mission to fight Schmidt naturally fell on him: "The warm-warming fish is a product of nature, and it can also be said to be a magical species created by the local indigenous people!

You can cooperate with the indigenous people, why can’t we do it? What you said about pirated and infringement is nonsense!”

Schmidt said: "The cooperation between you is illegal! I signed a paper agreement with all the natives who breed warm fish in Alaska half a year ago. In the next thirty years, they will produce warm water.

Fish must be provided to our company first! Unless we don’t buy it, warm fish will not be sold to third parties!”

"Oh, let's not talk about whether the agreement you signed with the Aboriginal people is legal..." Pulitzer raised his voice and pulled out a cigar and lit it gracefully: "If our seven major consortiums are willing to fund the expansion of the local Aboriginal people

The scale of the breeding of warm-warm fish, can't the additional warm-warm fish yield be sold to us? Do business, everyone seeks money, Mr. Schmidt, you can't be too domineering..."

"You really want to interfere in the business of warm fish?"

Schmidt's face fell down and said very yin: "Dear nobles from large consortiums, I advise you to buy the finished thermostat honestly. A thermostat is not expensive, just $2, and you guys

Comparing the ore that is about to be dug from the ground is like a drop in the bucket! Why do you hurt our harmony for this benefit? At present, how to develop the mining area smoothly and mine ore is the best way to meet our two sides.

Benefits, right?"

"You advise us? I advise you? Hahaha!"

Pulitzer raised his head and took out the cigar from his mouth. He sprayed a few smoke rings, looked around and looked at Jin Clay and others, and laughed loudly: "Schmidt, Schmidt, you really think of yourself as one."

A character?"

After laughing, Pulitzer sat up straight and stretched his head forward. His aggressive eyes shot directly at Schmidt opposite him: "Hmph, what qualifications do you have to talk to us about the belonging of the warm fish?"

The main force of the opponent's escort team had been completely destroyed by his own security forces, so Pulitzer was too lazy to bend with Schmidt, and his hideous and seldom face was immediately revealed.

Schmidt's erect face changed and took off his bearskin cap: "What qualifications do I have? Humph, except for your seven major consortiums, the other shareholders have agreed to cooperate with me, and we provide a constant temperature tower. They have discounted it

Buy it at a price and carry out the mining work smoothly!”

"Oh, is this your bargaining chip, Mr. Schmidt?"

Hearing Schmidt speak out the supply and demand agreement with the small consortium, Pulitzer's sarcasm was even stronger: "Okay, I can tell you on behalf of those dozen small consortiums now, we don't

You will need another $2 cheap thermostat, starting today. They will all buy thermostats here!"

Schmidt slapped the table and shouted, "What did you say? Why do you represent those dozen or so consortiums? Hey. Where do you have warm fish? Where can you make a constant temperature tower to sell it to them? Mr. Morgan, you

Are you talking lies with your eyes open?"

"Hahaha, Mr. Schmidt, all I can say is that your information is too unprofitable!"
To be continued...