"You must rebel!" The mad dog stared at the black demon god: "I am not bad to you. Now that you have a hard wing, you are actually rebelling. Very good, very good."

He pulled out his pistol and pointed it at the other party's head, with a violent and fierce light in his eyes.

"No, it's not a rebellion, I just want to change the status quo of the guild." The Black Demon God said with fearlessness: "Mad Dog, what do you think of the guild now? After we defeated the world, you lose all your enterprising spirit and stay in the guild every day to enjoy life. We stay on the battlefield every day, holding our heads to make money, but most of the money earned goes into the guild's pocket, which is very unfair."

Facing the gun, he didn't care at all, because they were all their people outside. If the mad dog dared to shoot him, the guild would be razed to the ground immediately.

"I will promote you from below and make you the senior management of Black Panthers. That's how you treat me?" Mad Dog let out a low groan.

"Then why don't you promote others?" said the Black Demon God, smiled and said, "This has nothing to do with you. This is obtained by our strength. Mad Dog, you are the president, you control our wealth distribution, but give us a little. Let me tell you the truth, we are not to rebel, but to give all brothers a fairer treatment. Do you think the guild is a country of M? Do you think you can suck blood from us endlessly?"

Almost all transactions around the world are made in US dollars. Country M controls the manufacturing rights of US dollars and uses this unique settlement currency to suck blood from every country in the world.

How do such good benefits come about? What support do all kinds of crazy money-burning technology experiments? US dollars!

As the largest debtor country, what M country does is to sell US debts.

US dollars is a settlement currency, which is recognized as circulating currency in the world. So what should I do if Country M is short of money? It means selling US bonds, which means that the country borrows from other countries through paid interest and keeps lending, which is bloodsucking.

The Black Panther Mercenary Guild controls the distribution of wealth, and tens of thousands of mercenaries are making money for them, which is also bloodsucking.

Over time, the guild controls the vast majority of the wealth of the Black Panther Mercenaries, and controls it through the right to distribute wealth and the right to issue tasks.

But now there is an alliance below, their wings are hard.

"We are just for fairness!" The Black Demon God suddenly raised his voice and said to the mercenaries around him: "How much will you get after performing a mission? I can tell you with certainty that all commission guilds will first be divided by half, and the rest will be in your hands. We are all exchanging lives for money, and we are all a group of people who have no tomorrow to lick blood from the knife, but we have to accept exploitation here, which is unfair!"

Many mercenaries around showed angry expressions because they were related to their own interests.

They are all outlaws who make money by licking blood from the knife and holding their heads. They definitely don’t want to share the money they earn with their lives. Although everyone knows that the guild will definitely get commissions, they just didn’t expect to get so much. Isn’t this just blood sucking?

"From the day when the Black Panther Mercenaries were established, there is only one meaning in the guild, that is, to serve our Black Panther Mercenaries, rather than becoming the vampire who is now high." The Black Demon God continued to shout loudly: "Is this beautiful here? Is this good? You have to spend more money on vacation and recuperation here, and this should be provided for free. Fairness, we don't want much, we just want fairness!"

The mercenaries around him became restless, and there was no doubt that the words of the Black Demon God reached their hearts.

I was born and died just to make more money, but half of the money went into the guild's pocket and had nothing to do with them.

Now the Black Demon God tore this layer apart and showed it naked, showing a guild that was high above, forming an opposition to the mercenaries who worked hard below.

Ge Zhen stood in the distance, clearly hearing the words said by the Black Demon God, nodding in his appreciation: He is good at eloquence and is very contagious.

That's right, the Black Demon God's eloquence is really good, he must have been preparing for a long time.

"The guild has been serving Black Panthers all the time. How could there be so many tasks without the guild? Without so many tasks, how can the brothers survive in this world of mercenaries where the strong prey on the weak?" The mad dog said angrily: "The Black Panther is a whole. Only by forming a whole can you compete with other mercenaries. If there is no guild, how can you make tens of thousands of brothers make money?"

Ge Zhen in the distance shook his head, because the mad dog really couldn't do it, and his words seemed to be inconvenient.

"If you want to rebel, then wait for sanctions!" The mad dog looked fierce and swept over one mercenary after another: "All the troops in the Middle East have been withdrawn and are about to return to the guild!"

"It's not about to be, they can't come back for the time being." The black demon looked at the mad dog and said, "All of them have been dragged down, you have no reinforcements at all."

"you!--"

"The situation is over." The black demon god spread his hands and said, "Mad dog, we have no intention of rebelling, we just want a fair one. Let's put it this way, everything depends on you. Here, you have many people of your own, and thousands of people who have been dragged down. What you do will directly affect their lives, so... you know what I mean, right?"

Hearing this, the mad dog's face turned ashen and his fists clenched.

"You have done a lot for the Black Panther Mercenaries, but it is obvious that it is no longer suitable to stay in this position. In order to avoid brothers fighting each other, for the sake of the Black Panther as a whole, you should choose to abdicate." The Black Demon stared at the mad dog: "I promise that you will still enjoy the treatment of the president after abdicating, but all this is based on no bleeding. To be honest, everyone is brother, and no one wants to point a gun at a comrade-in-arms who once fought side by side."

"You, you, you..." The mad dog's face became darker. He looked around and took a deep breath: "Do you want me to give you the position of the president?"

"No, fair elections." said the Black Demon God: "After all, this is a big deal, so the heads of various regions are going to attend the election. I don't want to be a president, I just want to seek justice for my brothers."

The mad dog bit his teeth, stared at the other party for a long time, and finally nodded with difficulty.

"That's right." The Black Demon shrugged.

"Tomorrow it will take 9 o'clock, and the election will be held in the conference room of the Guild Center." Mad Dog said with a fury: "What I want to see is the heads of all regions and the deputys of all regions. I request a voting method."

“As you wish.”

The black demon god smiled and watched the mad dog turn around and leave in anger. He felt that the mad dog was too embarrassed, so it made him unable to help laughing.

Unfortunately, he didn't notice that after turning around, a successful smile appeared deep in the mad dog's pupils.

Everything went well, and the election was held tomorrow at 9:00 tomorrow morning.
Chapter completed!