Chapter 14 Conflict

In a house where the members of the Monet mine usually discuss various affairs at the mine, four people sat around a large table with indifferent faces.

The table is full of food and wine, as well as a plate of fresh fruits. If these things are put outside, it will definitely make the exiles grab their heads and even endanger their lives.

However, several people in the room are obviously not thinking about food, but sitting in different moods, occasionally taking a sip of wine, and the atmosphere is a little dull. The helper named Qingsha was also among them. He half leaned on the back of the chair, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his expression was slightly relaxed. If he observed carefully, he could find that there was a trace of fine light flashing in the depths of his eyes from time to time.

While sitting, there was a sudden sound of rapid footsteps outside, and then someone knocked on the door. Sitting on the head was a man with a slightly yellow face, with a fierce momentum, and the finger bones of his hands were extremely thick, like a steel ring between his fingers. He is the most powerful prisoner boss of Monet Mine, the mutual aid chief Jeba of the Mutual Aid Association, and said in a low voice, "Come in."

The people outside opened the door, but led the peacekeeping team to stop the unsuccessful burly men of Tiemler and Woluff. The burly man agreed with several people here before pleaded guilty to Jeba with shame: "President, I'm sorry, I'm not doing well and failed to catch the guy who made trouble according to your instructions."

Jiba frowned, but immediately relaxed, well covering the displeasure and anger in the bottom of his eyes, and asked, "It doesn't matter. Let's talk about what's going on first?"

"It's like this." The burly man roughly told the story and said angrily, "President, if not, I will take my brothers to touch that guy's room tonight and abolish him directly."

This burly man's style and behavior seem to be very straightforward, but Jeff is different. He is not a simple-minded person to sit in the position of president of the Mutual Aid Association. He must take all aspects into account when doing things. Without thinking, Jeba rejected the burly man's proposal and shook his head, "No, today's incident is relatively big. If something happens like this, everyone knows why, so this matter must be put first... Shaft, you go down first. I have already prepared some food. Go and reward the brothers of the peacekeeping team.

Seeing the extremely angry and unwilling look on the burly man's face, Jeba comforted him again, "Shaft, don't worry, I will never let that Tiemuler go. Sooner or later, I will leave it to you. Don't be in a hurry at this time."

The burly man Shaft got Jeff's promise and looked much better, so he nodded and went out.

Looking at his back, a haze flashed in Jeba's eyes. He thought that this Shaft was still so difficult to tame, so he had to find someone to replace him. However, this guy has a certain prestige among the prisoners in the Monet mine, and his force is also quite strong. It is very difficult to find a suitable person to replace him. It seems that he has to rely on him in the short term. It really makes People are brain-racking.

Shaking his head slightly, Jeba shook off his unhappiness, looked around the other three people at the table, knocked on the edge of the table and said, "Guys, that Tie Mule has been so strong that it goes without saying that he has a lot of ambition. What should we do with him?"

Sitting on his left is the oldest-looking person among the people. His hair is sparse, his forehead is full of wrinkles, and his eyes are twinkling. At a glance, he knows that he is an old, treacherous and slippery guy in the city. He coughed first, looked at Jeba and smiled, and then said slowly, "This kind of thing, not to mention the Monet mine, is common in every residential area of Paradise Star. Generally speaking, it is usually properly suppressed. How to do it depends on the specific situation. My opinion is that President Jeba is the mainstay of the people here. Of course, Chairman Jeba's opinion is still the main focus. What do you say? Let's follow what we do. Is everyone right?

Qingsha looked different from the other middle-aged man and only answered vaguely. The middle-aged man's appearance is very ordinary, but his expression is calm. The depths of his eyes always seem to show vigilance, and his whole body faintly exudes a force, just like an arrow tightly pressed on the spring, which will quietly shoot out at any time, giving the prey a fatal blow.

Krontsov, the damn old fox, Jeba cursed a few words in his heart and was indescribably angry.

In each residential area of Paradise Star, all forces are complex. Although Monet's mine is small, it is no exception. At the Monet mine, although Jeba is the president of the Mutual Aid Association and holds the dominance and distribution of various resources, his power is not as strong as people imagine. Some important affairs and decisions. If several other mutual aid workers do not support it, it is difficult for him to implement his intentions.

The reason for this situation is that Jeba's own strength is not strong enough, not much stronger than other forces, and he has not been the president of the Mutual Aid Association for a long time, his foundation is unstable, and his influence in the Monet mine is quite limited. As a result, all forces have been staring at his position and have been looking for Find an opportunity to pull him off the horse. For example, the old fox Cronzov, who just spoke, has always had this idea and coveted the chairman's chair all the time. Although Kronzov's personal ability is not praised at all, even becoming a member of the Mutual Aid Association has happened in recent years. However, this man has become a refined man. He has been in the Monet mine for 70 or 80 years. For such a long time, even a pig can unite and gather a lot of strength around him. What's more, Kronzov is quite cunning. When he acts, his smiling face hides his swords and yang. Jeba has always been very wary of him.

There are also Qingsha and another mutual aid member Dominico. Their power is slightly weaker than that of Jeba and Krontsov. They are not as powerful as the latter two. They are worried that their power will be weakened, so they usually come closer and communicate with each other. When one side is suppressed, the other side will support them to avoid losing their lips and teeth. The momentum alone was broken by each other. Jeba was also helpless about them. Several parties tried their best to avoid fierce conflicts and maintained a balanced trend of compromise and peace.

Jieba knows that everyone is waiting for their reaction at this time. As long as one doesn't cope well, they will definitely not hesitate to push the flames down and knock themselves down completely. After pondering for a moment, he said with a gloomy face, "That Tiemule must be severely punished, otherwise the authority of the Mutual Aid Association will be severely damaged. Not only me, but also you will have a hard time. My opinion is that let him be beautiful in the past two days, wait for the limelight to pass, and then evaporate him from the world, so as not to attract the investigation of military inspectors. What do you think?

Damn, when did this stupid donkey become so cautious? Kronzov was slightly disappointed, but he smiled and nodded and said, "Very good. The president's treatment is very safe. However, if you quietly dispose of the Tie Muller, it will not have a deterrent effect. In the future, some people will follow suit, which will also have an impact on your prestige."

This old bastard is really insidious. Jeba said coldly, "It makes sense, Cronzov, your experience in handling affairs is indeed much richer than ours. If not, this matter will be left to you. As long as it is handled well, according to the previous rules, this batch of newcomers will also be managed by you... Qingsha, Dominico, you Don't you have a problem?"

Of course, Qingsha and Dominico shook their heads to show that there would be no objection.

Kronzov narrowed his eyes and could receive this group of new prisoners to manage, and his power will naturally expand and strengthen. However, when he took over this **, this group of new prisoners is undoubtedly equivalent to hot potatoes. If he is not careful, he can't eat his stomach, but he is also likely to burn his mouth. He will not The idiot roared to take over like this. Shaking his head and laughing, "That's just saying, since the president has come up with a solution, it's better to do what the president wants."

The old bastard still knew that he knew the difficulties and retreated. Jeba sneered, pinched his thick knuckles, and his eyes shot a cold and fierce light: "Well, that's it... And those guys who didn't know how to make trouble, just keep it up slowly. Today, we will temporarily reduce half of their food. Let them wake up hungry and let them understand who really needs to follow and obey.

Jeb's strategy was originally quite correct. In his mind, as long as he grabbed the throats of the new prisoners who followed Tiemule, those guys would naturally know that they had abandoned Tiemule. At that time, it would be easier for them to clean up Tiemule.

However, the development of things is not as good as Jeba's intention. Paradise Star is by no means a stage for the characters to perform according to the script. At dinner, after a sudden news came, Jeba stormed on the spot, overturned the table, and summoned all his subordinates to rush to the scene angrily.

The new prisoners were basically concentrated in the square without any weapons. The people in front of them pulled a banner and shouted loudly: "Protest, we need to eat... Down with the bully and give me justice..."

They shouted, and dozens of prisoners shouted slogans in unison. Their voices were still neat, but occasionally strange tones came out: "We want to live in a big villa, we want to eat and drink spicy food, and we also need big * beautiful women..." Such shouts made the lively prisoners on the side laugh. Someone then shouted strangely, "Don't eat alone, I want it too." So he laughed more and more, and whistles and screamed everywhere. In a word, it was chaotic and chaotic.

Shaft led all 30 members of the peacekeeping team to rush up and shouted harshly, "What are you doing here? Do you want to go the other way? Get out of here quickly."

Tiemule stood out of the crowd, crossed his waist and laughed loudly, "Is it against the sky? Not to mention that no one dares to claim the sky, I have no food to eat. Even if it's really God, Uncle Tie wants to poke a few holes out.