Those mercenaries who smelled of alcohol and sweat quickly brought Zemo back, and even the money bag he left on the bar was taken and stuffed back into his clothes.
Most of this group of mercenaries are brave and ruthless people, and they are still very loyal to what they think of as their own people. Most of their ruthlessness is used on those who are plundered by them.
"Speak clearly, Brother Zemo!" a mercenary yelled.
Zemo reluctantly sighed, "Okay, since you want to ask, I'll tell you a story..."
The mercenaries around fell silent and listened carefully to what he said.
"Once upon a time there was a manor, and there were two big bosses in the manor, one male and one female. The male boss had a lot of money, and he always wanted to annex the female boss's part of the property and monopolize the manor, but the female boss was not a vegetarian either. Yes, it's not that easy to annex her. Moreover, the two of them are also organizing an agricultural product exhibition together, earning a lot of money, and their interests are intertwined, so it's not so easy to let go."
"The male boss wants to get rid of the female boss, but he has no excuse, so he wants to make a big mess. After thinking about it, he settled on the agricultural products fair. As long as the fair is smashed, he will have an excuse to do it, and he is the major shareholder of the trade fair, and no one will doubt himself."
"But if you want to smash your own trade show, someone has to pay the bill, so the male boss found a bank. The bank boss also wanted to get involved in the farm business, so he gave the male boss a guarantee. As long as he can kill the female boss, Then the bank boss will definitely support the male boss to make the farm bigger."
"So the male boss smashed his trade fair, accused the female boss of doing it, and then recruited a group of people to kill the female boss. But in fact, think about it, the female boss is no match for the male boss. Why do you want to provoke the male boss? Let's take you as an example, Jesrys, Red Tooth Barry's arm is thicker than your body, would you take the initiative to slap him?"
The mercenaries around nodded thoughtfully.
Zemo went on to say: "But here comes the problem. The male boss fought for a long time on his own farm, but he still failed to kill the female boss and let her run away instead. The time continued to drag on, and the male boss had no money, but the hired wages of the workers who came to kill the female boss had not been settled, so he went to the bank boss. But the bank boss told him that the female boss was not dead, and he would not pay him, so what do you think the male boss will do?"
"Keep hunting down the female boss!" a bounty hunter whispered.
But the people around him looked at him like a fool, and he also felt that this was too stupid, so he bowed his head and remained silent.
"Continuing to hunt down the female boss will only make my money less and less, and there is no guarantee of success. So the male boss has only one way, sell his property in exchange for a loan from the bank boss. But in this way, in the end, It was the bank boss and his own regular army who did it. No one cares what will happen to the workers under the male boss, and have you ever thought about why the female boss ran away?" Zemo said mysteriously.
"Why?"
"Because the female boss found the boss of another company to help!"
"Oh..." There was a low voice around.
"So the final outcome of this farm is no longer decided by the male boss and the female boss. It is the people behind them who have the final say! Those big bosses behind the scenes don't care what happens to the farm workers." Zemo said Finished, stood up, "So you understand, we can't afford this farm. Let's go."
A mercenary suddenly realized, clapped his hands and said, "Oh! So the male boss is Jia..."
boom! He was slapped under the table before he finished speaking. At this time, the mercenary Red Fang Barry asked: "Then do these workers have to leave?"
"Everyone came from all over the galaxy to beg for a meal. There is no need to die without a bite of food." Zemo replied lightly.
"Wait a minute, Brother Zemo! I don't want to leave! And I haven't got the money, why should I leave!!" Barry yelled loudly.
"Yes! Yes!!" The surrounding mercenaries clamored.
"Brother Zemo! Think of a way!!"
The corners of Baron Zemo's mouth turned up slightly, but he still sighed helplessly, "There is no solution, it just requires all of us to be united..."
"If there is any way, just say it!"
"As long as I can get the money, let me do anything!!"
Zemo suddenly showed a cold smile, and he said slowly: "It's useless to reason with people like Jabba, and we can't leave here. The Galaxy is so big. If we leave today, there will be more tomorrow." The bounty hunters from here come and take our business. So..."
He looked around and said, "Didn't Jabba say that we should seal off Tatooine and not allow any spaceships to deliver supplies to Gardulla? Then... we can just lock Jabba inside together. No, If we don't have money, we won't unseal it, and we'll talk about when the money is settled. Don't worry about Jabba, he can't even pay us, who else is willing to hire him?"
"Block Tatooine?!" The expressions of the surrounding mercenaries changed drastically.
"Can we?"
Baron Zemo took out a black envelope from his pocket and put it on the table, only to see a skull mark with a sword on it!
"Black Pirates! It's the Black Pirates!!"
"Does even the Black Pirates agree?"
"Nonsense! The Black Pirates killed the most ships, and Jabba must owe him the most money!"
"With the Black Pirates here, then there is no problem!"
"Let Jabba see what happens to reckless!"
Baron Zemo pretended to be arrogant, stood up and threw a bag of Wupiupi coins to the sky, and then shouted: "Everyone is open to drink today, please!!"
"oh!!!"
...
At this moment, on the other side of the galaxy, the outer ring, the planet Cerea, a second man wrapped in a cloak was also walking carefully in the village.
The planet Cerea kept its original ecological environment as much as possible. The scenery here is indeed unique, and there are no ferocious beasts. Even if the residents go out alone at night, they basically don't worry about the threat of wild beasts.
But even so, the man in the cloak was still cautious. Cautiously dodging every patrolling Yalix cavalry on the road, he advanced silently along the densely wooded shadows.
He quietly came to the back of a wooden house, knocked twice on the window, and the window was opened, and he went straight in.
Dim oil lamps were lit inside the room, and an old woman was moaning in bed, looking very ill.
"Mr. K, please save my mother..." a middle-aged man begged.
"Acute cholecystitis, surgery must be performed immediately!" the cloaked man said decisively.