Zhou Ming** and the hyena rode their horses and followed Chief Fleig toward Samel. According to Fleig's introduction, Samel was a temple that was rumored to avoid all disasters. Later, they found an abandoned Mayan altar in the mountains of Pansas, which called Samel. This place later became the place where various Indian tribes held collective meetings. Chinese website.

As for Zhou Ming and his team, there is nothing they can do about riding horses. After all, in places like this without a good road, riding horses is always much more convenient than driving.

They ran in the mountains and forests for a long time, and finally arrived in Samel at noon.

This legendary Mayan altar is built on the top of a mountain, and there is only one road to go up, which has a bit of the taste of Mount Hua.

"In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, please don't disclose your identity. Although we Indians are not xenophobic, we are also very careful of all outsiders due to historical reasons." Flegg warned Zhou Ming like this.

Zhou Ming expressed his understanding of this. Then they followed Flag up the mountain and encountered other Indians on the way. According to Flag, Kommel belonged to an Indian tribe named Kenhard. Kenhard is also the most powerful Indian tribe in Pansas. The entire tribe has a population of nearly 400,000, and is named Fox.

With Flegg at that, he naturally passed the check of the Kenhard tribe easily. Zhou Ming and the others were mistaken for Indians in Tukant. After all, the faces of Indians and East Asians are very similar, and even if the hyenas are painted with oil paint, they can't tell.

After more than half an hour of climbing, we finally arrived at the altar at the peak. At this time, many Indians had gathered here. Some of them were wearing Indians' own costumes and eagle crowns, but some were wearing ordinary shirts and jeans. Some even came over with suits.

According to Flegg's previous introduction, Zhou Ming knew that the difference in these clothes reflected the strength of these tribes. The more powerful the tribe, the closer their clothes were to modern clothes, while the more backward the tribe still retained its ancient outfits. Needless to say, the only one who attended the meeting in a suit was the Fox Chief of the Kenhard tribe.

The chiefs of these tribes were sitting around a round altar at this time, with a very round table posture, but the round table was replaced by a round table. When a chief wanted to speak, he could walk on the altar. Even if two chiefs disagree, they could fight directly on the altar. Whoever wins and speaks is a bit ridiculous.

Seeing Flegg arrive, Chief Fox said with a smile: "My Flegg friend, this is the meeting you have set up, why are you still late?"

With Chief Fox's words, the other chiefs turned their attention here and accused Flag of his late arrival.

This made Zhou Ming frown: It seems that these Indian tribes are not a monolithic one! This will make today's meeting less simple.

Zhou Ming then asked the hyena to click Flag behind the scenes, and Flag said: "My lateness is because I have made a lot of preparations for this meeting. After all, this is a tribal meeting held by my Tukant tribe. I must pay attention to it, so it is understandable."

Flegg's words were very relaxed, but it made the other people's faces awkward, because Flegg said this and it didn't seem that other tribes didn't pay attention to it. Are you here to play?

Finally, Fox had to stand up and say: "It turns out that there is a reason for the Tucante tribe. I am Flegg's old friend who has always abides by time and it is impossible for him to come late."

Fox himself returned his words, and then asked Flegg to sit down, and he said again: "Then now the chief of the Tukant tribe has arrived, our tribal meeting can begin. Chief Flegg, you can tell me why you held this meeting."

As Fox said, Flag stood up again, and he walked up to the altar in front: "I hope all our Indian tribes can unite to form an alliance to fight against the trading company in Pansas City!"

One sentence suddenly caused an uproar in the scene. Everyone was very surprised by Flegg's proposal. They were discussing each other. It seemed that no one expected that Flegg would raise such an issue.

In the uproar, Fox said: "Maybe I didn't understand that all our Indian tribes have always been one? As for confrontation, did Chief Flegg mean that we would not sell corn to them? Or did we not ask them for loans or buy seeds from them? Or why should we cooperate with them?"

"It is to expel trading companies from Pansas by force and build an order of our Indians themselves here!" Fleig said. "As long as there is no trading company, we can sow any crops we want to sow on our land, and we can also sell our crops to anyone, as long as they can pay a high enough price."

"At that time, our Indian tribes would not be as poor as they are now, and we could live in urban houses, rather than like they are now!"

Fleger's words were so intense, but the chiefs of other tribes were not able to reach a consensus, but instead sneered: "Hey! Chief of Tukant, have you not woken up yet? Otherwise, how could you say such words? We have been buying seeds and loans from trading companies. If we don't cooperate with trading companies, who else can we find? Can you buy our corn? I'm afraid you can't even buy Tukant's corn?"

Fox said: "Chief Fleig, I know your Tukant tribe has been having a hard time recently. Because there is too little rain this year and the insect storm, your tribe's corn production has been reduced a lot? I heard that you have had a fight with a trading company recently?"

Fox said regretfully, shook his head and sighed, "I should say you are too impulsive! Let's do this now. My Kenhard tribe still has some surplus food, which can support you to the Tukant tribe. Don't make trouble anymore, but you have to pay me twice this year's harvest, how about it?"

"I'm not here to be a beggar!" Flegg stressed.

However, Fleger's emphasis made other Indian chiefs tease even more happy: "So they are not beggars? I didn't expect that if you didn't say it, the corn production in Tukant was severe, and you all started to eat dirt, right? Chief Fleger is very strong, but his backbone can't support more than 10,000 people in your tribe, which will only make them starve to death. Now Chief Fox is willing to help you, but you don't want it, that's asking for death!"

Faced with the ridicule of these chiefs, Flegg couldn't help but shout: "It's enough! Do you think I'm for the Tucante tribe? I'm for all our Indian tribes!"

Flegg looked around everyone and said, "Didn't you not have found out? We will always just borrow a little money from the trading company, and then we will pay back our harvest for almost a whole year? And if there is an accident in our harvest, we will not even pay it back!"

Flegg's words made the boo and everyone's ridicule even more: "If you can't pay it back, that's the problem of your tribe. You can't grow more corn, how can you blame the trading company? Why didn't I see Chief Flegg's really a bad person!"

Fox raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet, and finally he said to Flegg: "My friend, it seems that you are indeed wrong this time. Haven't we been borrowing money from trading companies to buy seeds and farming, and finally selling the corn back to the trading company? Such a transaction has been going on for hundreds of years. How can you say that this transaction is wrong?"

"That's it! If this kind of transaction is wrong, then have we been eating dirt for more than a hundred years?" Someone followed Fox's words and said.

Fox said: "My friend, I know that the Tucante tribe is not in good condition this year, but you can't blame the trading company for your corn harvest is not good. It makes no sense."

Flegg shook his head and said in disbelief: "I really don't understand, are you still Indians? Why are you talking to trading companies? Have you all forgotten how those damn trading companies exploited us and slaughtered us Indians?"

"I think it's Flegg, the person who forgot those things, you are the one who forgets them!" Fox said suddenly, and his smile no longer appeared on his face, and replaced by seriousness and seriousness that he had never felt before.

"We farm with peace of mind, at most it's just a little harder, but at least we can still live. But if we listen to you to fight the trading company, the result that we waited for us would be massacred like a hundred years ago!" Fox pointed at Flegg and said, "Have you forgotten? Every generation of chiefs will tell us, that is, don't resist, as long as we don't resist, we can survive!"

"And more importantly, the existence of trading companies is also good for us," Fox said. "In the past, if there were disasters in our fields, what awaited us would be a year of hunger, and countless people would die because of this. But now at least we can go to a trading company to borrow money and buy seeds, and pray for us that there will be no disaster next year. At least we don't have to go hungry every year, right?"

Fox said at the end, "But what about you, Flag? You just want thousands of Indians to die for your Tucante tribe. What are you worried about?"

Under Fox's leadership, other chiefs also questioned Flegg: "Yes, Flegg, what kind of heart do you want? Why do you want us to die?"

Flegg faced everyone's doubts, he could only keep defending himself that he did not do so, but his defense was very powerless.
Chapter completed!