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There was an electronic screen in front of Poteo, and the special synesthesia beacon given to him by Harley quickly conveyed the content on it to him in a way that Poteo could understand.

Portio didn't want to read that long list of things, so the synesthesia beacon summarized everything on it in the shortest possible words.

They want to take away the land they have lived on, completely change it, and give them only a paltry compensation.

In an instant, endless anger surged into Potio's heart, his teeth were almost broken, and he wished he could eat all these black bastards in front of him.

"You!!!"

"You beast, you want to drive us away and make us leave our home!!!"

Click.

The revolver was immediately loaded and pointed at the man in front of him by Potio.

The men in black around them immediately took out various high-tech weapons and pointed them at the barbarian from this backward planet, ready to kill Potio on the spot if he made the slightest movement.

The leader frowned as he looked at the angry Potio in front of him, his eyes full of disdain and disgust.

It's true, people on backward planets are barbaric. It's a great honor for you that the company has taken a fancy to this planet and is willing to compensate you. How dare you point a gun at him like this?

If it were in the past, he would have ordered the shooting. After all, such a backward civilization and such backward people were of absolutely no value in the eyes of the department.

But it’s not possible now. This is a special period of struggle between company departments. The strategic position of this planet is too important. The marketing department does not have the upper hand in the departmental struggle.

If we take action against these people now, it is very likely to ignite the anger of the Resource Recycling Department, which has always been extremely dissatisfied with the Market Development Department, and push the Resource Recycling Department, which has always been neutral, to the opposite side. Once Lord Guoster is gone, there will be no need to play this game. After all, her situation is too special, and no one dares to disrespect her opinion.

When he is held accountable by his superiors, losing his position would be the least of his problems. The most likely outcome is that he would be forced to commit suicide.

So no matter what, he now has to endure it and negotiate with these troublemakers in a "gentle and friendly" (vicious) manner.

The person in front of me is obviously full of violence. If I can't convince him, then I will just convince other people. At most, I can give them some benefits. As long as others agree, then forcing this person to agree will be a small matter.

The leader asked the others to distribute synesthesia beacons, and under Botio's angry gaze, he smiled and started speaking to everyone.

"Dear friends, we are from the Interstellar Peace Company. Led by the great Amber King, we represent the will of preservation and shoulder the heavy responsibility of connecting cosmic civilizations. We have come to this place with friendship, deeply captivated by the beauty and tranquility of this land. Your life is so harmonious, dancing with nature, truly enviable."

He looked around and saw the people around him looking confused. A hint of ridicule flashed in his eyes, but he still maintained a hypocritical smile on his face.

"We've noticed that while your land is fertile, it may not yet have reached its full potential. Your hardworking hands should create more wealth and make this beautiful place more prosperous. The Interstellar Peace Company can help you realize this dream."

The leader's tone was full of sincerity, as if he really cared about them. Seeing his hypocrisy, Potio wanted to spit in the face of this shameless guy.

"I have brought you advanced technology and knowledge. With the help of the Interstellar Peace Company, we will lead you to better develop this beautiful land and engage in trade, allowing you to sell your goods far and wide in exchange for the goods and wealth you need. In this way, your lives will no longer be limited to this land, but will be able to extend into the vast universe."

"Of course, I understand that land means a lot to you. It's a treasure passed down from generation to generation. But please believe me, I don't want to take your land away. Instead, I want to work with you to develop this precious land. I will respect your traditions and customs and ensure that our cooperation is based on the principles of equality and mutual benefit."

The leader opened his arms and spoke to the person in front of him in a voice full of temptation, but the others who were listening to him gradually realized that something was wrong. He now looked like a deceitful and unscrupulous businessman. Thinking of what Potio had said before, their brows began to frown.

"Imagine! With our help, your children will be able to wear warmer clothes, eat more abundant food, and receive a better education. Every corner will be filled with new vitality and vigor. And we only need a small part of this land to build our cooperative base to make all this beautiful vision come true."

"Of course, everyone can offer their opinions, and the Interstellar Peace Company will sincerely..."

"Bullshit!"

Before the man could finish, Potio couldn't help but spit in his face, angrily saying, "You're just trying to take our home away from us. Don't think I don't know. I've seen a lot of profiteers like you!"

"On the surface, he sounds righteous, but in reality, he is a beast worse than pigs and dogs!"

"You want us to leave? Fine, unless I'm fucking dead, I'll shoot you to death and scatter your ashes!"

The leader was a little dazed by the saliva. After a while, he touched his cheek and felt the wetness. Then he realized that he had been spitted on his face.

This time, he couldn't pretend anymore. These worthless things actually dared to insult him like this. He was a senior employee of Interstellar Peace Company and came with the will of the Amber King, but this guy actually dared to be so shameless!

His face turned ferocious on the spot, and he was about to order the shooting of the ungrateful guy in front of him to let them know the consequences of daring to insult him: "You guys, kill him...!"

Before he could even open his mouth, another egg hit him on the head.

The people around also realized that this group of guys who came down from the iron lump had bad intentions and wanted to take away their homes and drive them away!

The leader's hypocritical expression instantly aroused their awareness of a common enemy.

So what if the other side has weapons? Don’t they have any?

The people who gallop freely across this land on horseback never lack the courage to face the enemy. Their blood is hot, boiling, and cannot be insulted. How dare these black-hearted guys talk to them?!

Nick and several other big men pulled out their guns and stood together with Portio, ready to start a fight if they had a disagreement.

The women were not to be outdone and started cursing at these people.

"Get out, you rat-black fellows, you are not welcome here!"

"Go to hell, I'll fuck you!"

"I've never heard such disgusting words. You're simply fouling my ears!"

Potio stepped forward, unafraid of their guns, and looked down at the guy who was delusional enough to want to take away their home, with undisguised disgust in his pupils.

They all descended from the sky. Halley is an unruly bird in the sky, flying freely in the sunshine, with the breath of the wind in the sky.

Compared to Harley, this person is simply smelly, even more disgusting than the rats in the warehouse. At least the rats eat the food they grow, which is clean and not smelly. God knows how much dirty stuff this guy in front of him has eaten. The disgusting smell makes people lucky that they don’t vomit on the spot.

So he said viciously: "Why don't you leave? Do you want me to treat you?"

The leader subconsciously took a step back under Potio's gaze, but then immediately realized that he was scared away by this guy he looked down upon, which made him even more angry, and his eyes were full of shadows.

This guy, he actually dared to treat him like this. He is a senior staff member of the Interstellar Peace Company, an ignorant thing from a backward planet, who has no idea of the power of the Marketing Department and does not understand the power of the Amber King!

Okay, since you don’t want to accept my toast, I’ll drink the penalty wine now!

Resource recycling department.

The words that appeared in his mind reminded him that he should not look down on the power of this department at this moment. It didn't matter at ordinary times, even if the Resource Recycling Department gave them trouble, it didn't matter. The Minister would unite with other people in his faction and use the resources of his own power to barely satisfy the Market Development Department. The other party would not do too much, after all, they were all from the same company.

But if he offended them at this critical juncture, causing the minister's plan to fail, he would be really finished.

His boss, Oswaldo Schneider, won't let him go.

This boss is ruthless. No matter how useful he is, killing him is just a matter of a word.

The company does not need people who cannot create value, and those who damage the company's interests are even more unforgivable.

A drop of cold sweat ran down his forehead, and this high-ranking company employee could only swallow back the order that was about to come out of his mouth.

He glared at Poteo and turned away.

"Well, since you're not going to accept my offer, I'll oblige you. Just wait, this land will eventually belong to the company, and then you'll realize how foolish your actions were."

"let's go"

After saying that, he led the other men in black into the spaceship.

The marketing department has plenty of ways to deal with them, so what can their little pistols do?

We are just the natives of a backward planet. We originally wanted to give you a little compensation so that you could leave in a decent manner. But since you are so shameless, we don't need to give you this. The market development department will take over the land here and exploit the resources here.

These people can be thrown anywhere after the matter is over.

"Get as far away as you can, disgusting guys like you are not welcome here, bah!"

Poteo spat again at the receding spaceship.

"Damn it, what's the attitude of these birdmen who fell from the sky? Do they think they are worthy of letting us leave? Humph! Dream on!"

An uncle with a stubble on his face said excitedly. He smoked a cigarette and held the gun tightly in his hand. If there was any movement just now, he would really shoot. No one here would joke about the affairs of his homeland.

"That's right. If a company called Star wants our home, they should ask my gun if it agrees first."

Everyone agreed, but no one noticed the seriousness in Poteo's eyes.

Although Potio said it with disdain, the alarm bells had already sounded in his heart.

Unlike others, he saw a corner of the world outside the planet during his time with Harley, and this little bit was enough to make him pay full attention.

Unknown high-tech and high-powered weapons, vehicles that are far more flexible and faster than horses, etc., these things will undoubtedly crush his area.

If Harley is in this state, then the Universe Company he mentioned will surely be even more powerful to the point that they cannot resist.

Poteo thought about using the black box left by Harley to contact him, but after thinking it over again and again, Poteo gave up the idea. The reason was actually very simple.

First of all, this is a matter for the indigenous people who have lived on this land for generations, and has nothing to do with Harley. An unrestrained adventurer like him should not be involved.

Then, this Star Company is obviously a behemoth. What’s the use of adding Harley?

Poteo didn't want to make things difficult for Harley.

The cowboys of this land will fight their own way.

He advised everyone around him to go back and prepare, and Potio also planned to go home and arm himself well.

Before Harley left, he gave Poteo some weapons, which came in handy at this moment.

In short, he would never give up this place even if he died.

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I enjoyed writing the scene where Poteo scolds the company people.

So, do the people in the company deserve a beating? It took me a lot of effort to figure it out.

Volume 80: Interstellar Adventurers and Cowboys: Chapter : Legendary Cowboys of the Algonquin Apache

Later, those people in black clothes came again, but this time, they no longer had any discussions and directly drove huge machines to this land.

Completely ignoring the wishes of the people living on this land, huge excavators appeared on the grassland skyline. Under the cultivation of these huge machines, the earth began to flow with black minerals.

Their verbal resistance had no effect and they were quickly driven back.

Potio had to use a more brutal method to fight back.

Looking at Portio, who was wearing all the equipment left by Harley and riding a hoverbike, Gray said worriedly: "Portio, are you really going to do this? What if they catch you..."

Botio soothed his adoptive mother in a gentle voice, "Gray, someone has to do it. If we just watch those beasts destroy our home beyond recognition, we might as well resist with guns."

"But now that you're gone, my little cutie..."

Gray still wanted to say something, wanting to use her still young granddaughter to keep her child.

Hearing this, a trace of struggle flashed in Potio's eyes. He opened his mouth to say something, but after opening and closing it several times, he still said nothing.

His family is his biggest weakness. He has never thought of leaving his family to do such a dangerous thing. Grey and Nick are getting old, and the little cutie is still so young. If he dies outside, what will happen to this family?

But there was no other way, he had to do it, otherwise his family would lose the land they lived on because of the company's actions.

Nick came to her side at this time, put his hand on her shoulder, then hugged her and shook his head, looking at Poteo with helpless but firm eyes: "Let him go, Gray, when a cowboy is timid, the horse will run to the edge of the cliff."

"Give this brat some confidence. He's the bravest and strongest cowboy after me."

This time, Gray sighed and finally stopped persuading her. The child had grown up.

"Damn dad." Potio looked at his father helplessly and moved.

He got on his hoverbike, took out his revolver and touched his cowboy hat: "Don't worry, Nick, Grey, I will use this gun to win our future."

He twisted the handle, and when they came to their senses, all that was left of Poteo was his receding figure.

As his child embarked on this adventure that could lead to hell, he murmured as a father: "You must come back safely, little brat, or I will kick your ass with my boot."

A ranger appeared on Algonquin Apache and continued to cause trouble for the company's people. He continued to destroy the machinery and facilities at the company's mining sites and roamed the land alone.

Potio clearly understood how big the gap was between himself and the company, so he adopted a roaming strategy, moving from one place to another, constantly sabotaging the company. Once something went wrong, he would immediately turn around and run away, not giving the company any chance to catch him.

The existence of Potio was beyond the company's expectations. They did not expect that there would be cosmic technology on this backward planet, and the performance was even better than the standard equipment they distributed. The people sent here were unable to deal with his existence.

After each capture attempt, Poteo escaped on his hoverbike, leaving behind equipment destroyed by his high-powered gun.

At the same time, Potio's story spread throughout the Argonne Apache. More and more people learned about his deeds, admired his courage and ability, and spontaneously took up guns, rode horses to sabotage the company, and joined Potio's ranks.

These people are not as dangerous as Potio. After all, they are facing a global giant. If they can be defeated by these backward cowboys, they will not have to stay in the company.

But it was very frustrating. Such a large number of people undoubtedly brought great trouble to the company's work. They were not only facing cowboys, but also the will of the Algonquin Apache. More and more people joined the ranks.

There was nothing they could do. They couldn't really kill them all because someone was watching them.

But the people above wanted to keep the work progress up, and now they were blocked on both ends, which made the person in charge on this planet so angry that he started cursing.

The people in the company gritted their teeth in hatred and kept cursing in their hearts this ungrateful cowboy who wanted to take advantage of others and the traveler who left these equipment behind.

And one of the protagonists in this vortex, Potio, is taking a break.

In the quiet night, Poteo lit a fire and rested on his hoverbike.

He didn't dare to relax too much, otherwise who knows if the company's lackeys would smell the scent and find him. He almost got caught once.

Fortunately, the guys Harley left behind were very capable, otherwise we would have been in real trouble.