The speed of construction of Maputo was beyond everyone's imagination. In less than a month, the small port had the edges and corners of a modern port, and various facilities were established. Many Mozambique locals also participated. Although they were not verbally versed with the new immigrants in Northeast China, the money was real. After a while, they became familiar with each other. Later, they had more contacts, and they were no longer so easy to communicate. Although they could not be so convenient, they finally understood what each other meant.

Now the local black people in Maputo have a leader named Didihana. They are in their thirties and in their early twenties, they have worked for the British, so they have learned English. He is also one of the few people who can communicate between the two sides, so they are better at treating them than ordinary black people. And it is precisely because of his existence that the locals have learned more about the new Chen Xing'an and others, and found that although these new immigrants are also pursuing interests compared to the Portuguese, they still retain the bottom line.

Some black people should be said to be very friendly. As long as they work hard, they will also give up their clothes and medicine in addition to paying wages. Of course, in terms of drug problems, the Northeast is based on voluntary conditions. If the locals in Maputo believe that ancestors or gods can cure their diseases, the Northeast will not use the medicines transported from thousands of miles away on them. However, as time goes by, the locals gradually discovered the magic of Northeast medicine. Without the previous doubts, even rejection, and finally became a journey of thousands of miles to seek medical treatment.

"Mr. Chen, there are three major Portuguese real estate families nearby, namely the Carlos family, the Rio family, and the Bruno family. Among them, the most powerful family is the Carlos family. Old Carlos is in charge of an armed force of 800 people, and his three sons are all brave and good at fighting. This is well-known in the area near us." Didihana sat at the table and introduced the situation nearby with a little flattering touch.

"How many armed forces are there in all the large real estate developers nearby?" Fu Hanxin asked at this time.

"It should be no less than four thousand people." Didihana thought about it and then said: "The three major families are equipped with muskets, with very strong firepower and combat power that other families can match. Although the tribal armed forces in other places are very fierce and seem to be fierce, there are few such problems in the Gaza and Inianbane areas south of the Save River."

Yan Fu looked out the window at this time. The weather was very hot. He listened to Didihana's English with a strong accent and was a little absent-minded. Although he had been in Mozambique for a while, he still felt very unreal. He probably never thought in his life that he could lead a fleet across the ocean to the African continent.

"How do you think about it?" Chen Xing'an turned around and asked. Although he was the spokesperson for the interests of the Northeast in Mozambique and even the entire Africa, he was still mainly based on Yan Fu in military terms.

Yan Fu looked out the window, smiled, and said, "When he took the fleet north, he accidentally witnessed a battle between the Congka people and the Portuguese people. I don't think the Portuguese are so powerful."

Didihana looked at Yan Fu and was very surprised. This land was enslaved by the Portuguese for hundreds of years. If they were not strong, why would it be like this? Didihana had never seen these new immigrants clash with outsiders. Although their fleet seemed very powerful, it was a navy after all, but it could not take any advantage on the ground. By now, Didihana has not figured out where the northeast is. Of course, he has no idea about geography. The only thing he knows is that he has to take a long boat and keeps going east.

"Send them an ultimatum. Within ten days, except for the manor that supports their families, all the land ownership will be recycled, otherwise they will be wiped out by force!"

Since Yan Fu made a statement, Chen Xing'an and Fu Hanxin nodded.

The Katinmand Manor is the ancestral home of the Carlos family for nearly a hundred years. From the first generation of Carlos family members arrived in Mozambique to engage in the black slave trade, until today, generations have experienced bloody storms, joys and sorrows, and finally continued the entire family and became increasingly powerful. But just yesterday, the new ruler of Mozambique and the new immigrants in Northeast China finally sent an ultimatum. The conditions given are very simple, life or death!

Life, exchange land for shares in the newly established company in Northeast China, and then change your identity from then on, no longer a real estate developer, but a businessman. It is simple to die. The Northeast Marine Corps will completely disappear from the world, and the family will eliminate the roots and leave no tiles.

In the living room, Old Carlos frowned at the ultimatum sent by Northeast China. He is now in his seventies, and his legs are often unable to sleep all night. His three sons, Julio, Deco, and Figo, were sitting next to him. The eldest son Julio is nearly fifty years old and has a steady temperament, just like Old Carlos back then. The second son Decobe is ten years younger, and he is born with a pair of groggy eyes. He rarely speaks on weekdays, and no one knows what he is thinking, so Old Carlos is more careful about this son. As for the youngest son Figo, he is less than thirty years old, he is burly and brave and good at fighting. He likes to take risks everywhere on weekdays, but he is very cheerful and has been favored by Old Carlos.

However, the Northeast's ultimatum obviously offended the young man. At this time, he said indignantly: "Is Northeast crazy? Why did we hand over all the land? It's so unreasonable when we first arrived. Do you really think our Carlos family is easy to bully?"

The boss Julio obviously also supports Figo's idea. After all, he is the heir to the entire Carlos family in the future. Handing over all the land is to seize the property under his name. He naturally instinctively expressed his repulsion.

"Father, Figo said it right. Northeast China obviously doesn't take us seriously now. Although the empire has exchanged Mozambique's rights to them, it has not allowed us to hand over the land... You see, can we ask the empire for help?"

"That's it! Father, although the empire had nominally evacuated Mozambique, we all stayed. If we asked for help, the empire might not have had the idea of ​​returning to Mozambique. After all, we have been here for hundreds of years, which is not comparable to those new immigrants in the Northeast!" Figo agreed with Julio's idea.

Old Carlos put the ultimatum on the table, then he glanced at his second son, with a complicated expression and said, "Deco, what do you mean?"

Deco, who had originally lowered his head and did not speak, tapped the table lightly at this time, and after a long time, he said, "Do what they said."

Julio and Figo looked at him with a madman's eyes, but Deco was unmoved.

"Why?" Old Carlos was also puzzled, looking at his second son and asked with a little dissatisfaction.

Deco only raised his head and looked at his father and two brothers, with his eyes firm and unrestrained.

"They are very strong. I have been to Maputo and have seen their army training. Compared to our armed forces, they are like lions on the grassland, and we are not even jackals."

Julio raised his eyebrows, obviously not liking Deco's conclusion.

"Even if we are wealthy wolves, everyone knows on the grassland that once jackals form a community, even lions will retreat." Figo was dissatisfied and stared at him. He was a person with a clear grudge. In the family, he leaned towards the eldest brother Julio, and always had an indescribable hostility towards Deco.

Deco turned his face at this time, looked at Julio and Figo, and said calmly: "Can the big real estate developers in Mozambique unite?"

Julio and Figo were shocked and couldn't speak for a long time.

Old Carlos sighed in his heart: "Yes, can all the big real estate developers unite?"

Julio calmed down at this time. Now is not the time to fight. To put it bluntly, the family is now a critical moment for life and death. Every decision affects the family's future century of luck. Either life, soar into the sky, or die, and disappear.

"Can the Empire send troops?" Old Carlos frowned.

Deko shook his head and said, "I don't know, maybe I have the intention to occupy Mozambique again, but..."

"But what?" Julio said.

"I always feel that Mozambique is more like a trap..."

Old Carlos, Julio and Figo looked at each other and said, "Deco, what do you mean?"

"I haven't been to the Northeast, but Rui has been to it."

"Your friend? The third brother of the Rivaldo family?" Old Carlos hummed angrily.

Deco laughed and said, "That's right, it's him. You exiled him to nowhere to stay. Later, there was no way, so he took a boat to the northeast of the Qing Empire alone. It was only five or six years ago."

"It's a big deal that the Valejo mother and daughter's belly is not killed at that time, even if he is cheap, Julio said coldly.

"It's just two bitches." Deco didn't care. "The three of them are in the same bed, and they are willing to do so. I can only say that Rui is not lucky and has made her two belly bigger together."

Old Carlos patted the table and said, "Don't talk about those useless things, what's going on in the Northeast?"

Although it is not a long time to go from Africa to Asia in this era, most people still do not have the patience and need for a long journey. As for ocean trade, ordinary people don’t even think about it.

"I only know that it is very prosperous. The Northeast has always maintained a state of war with Tsarist Russia in the north. The two sides are stalemate now, but according to Rui, that is the reason why the Northeast did not attack with all its strength. But even so, Tsarist Russia is still unable to resist." Deco stopped, looked at his father and brother, and said, "Then everyone should have heard of the next war, which is the war between the Qing Empire and France."

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After taking Chinese medicine for two days, the tinnitus is not so serious. I don’t know if it can be cured. I really don’t want to have surgery!!!
Chapter completed!