Hassan had already begun to imagine how he would concoct Sophia later, and the bitter murderous intent contained in the vicious words made his subordinates shiver, and they chased after them faster, they didn't want the leader to take his anger out on them. It's a pity for this woman, it's still quite comfortable to fiddle with.

Sophia could clearly hear the wild laughter and insults of the thugs behind her, but she never looked back, and ran forward desperately, but her steps became heavier and heavier like lead, almost reaching the limit, and finally she stumbled on a steep slope, tripped over the raised rock, and rolled down involuntarily.

"Ah!!!h

As she tumbled on the rugged mountain road, the jagged rocks and bushes brutally slashed across the surface of her body, adding new scars, and the submachine gun on her shoulder squeezed her bones hard. But these pains are not at all comparable to the sorrow and resentment in the heart.

Sophia gasped, her eyes darkened, and it took a long time for her to climb up against the stone wall.

Her fingers gripped the handle of the gun tightly and slowly reached for the trigger, the back of her hand white from the extreme force, and she could clearly see the blood vessels under her skin.

She slowly raised her head, and through the scattered strands of hair, she could already see the kidnappers who were screaming wildly, running down the hillside, close at hand.

"Dadada!" Hassan snatched an automatic rifle from his man's back+, picked it up and fired a shuttle of bullets into the sky, and let out a manic laugh. "Run! Why don't you keep running! Don't worry, I won't let you die anytime soon! ”

"Be careful, the woman has a gun in her hand!"

A subordinate shouted a warning. Everyone slowly lowered their bodies. They scattered and gathered around.

"I hate it...... I hate it...... I hate ......," Sophia whispered in her mouth. Slowly, the voice grew louder and louder, rushing out from between her lips and teeth, shivering in her chest and echoing in the mountains and fields.

"I hate you scumbags, I hate the world, I hate myself, I hate everything, I want hellfire to burn from within me. Burn me to the ground, along with all this, and with every one of you! ”

Her eyes were red and bloodshot, she raised the submachine gun in her hand and pulled the trigger desperately, but not a single bullet was fired, only the slight clicking sound of the firing pin.

Why?!

That's right! Insurance!

Sophia was stunned for a long time before she reacted, bowed her head and hurriedly groped for the gun. But her movements were so clumsy that she finally opened the insurance with a trembling twist. However, there were already fast kidnappers rushing up the hill and kicking her in the head. Hit the rock wall hard, and blood poured out.

The kidnappers quickly stripped Kalashnikov off Sophia, laughed so indiscriminately that they forgot to open the insurance, and the stupid woman still wanted to resist.

"What was this mean woman just muttering? It's definitely scolding us! ”

Hassan Sheikh Ahmed pushed away his subordinates and stomped on the back of Sophia's head, causing her face to hit the ground again, and the sharp stone ballast cut the blood marks. "Slut, you actually dare to attack Gabiyu, who gave you the guts!? Really when we won't kill you!? ”

Sophia pursed her lips, her teeth crunched, but she still held her breath and didn't say a word.

"You think you're fine if you don't speak? Don't worry, I won't let you die too happily! ”

Hassan waved his hand and motioned for his men to grab Sophia and prepare to return home.

Sophia's hair was roughly grabbed, and there was a tingling pain in her scalp, and she spat out a mouthful of bloody spit with a "poof", but because her head was raised back, she didn't spit on Hassan's person, but in exchange for a few slaps.

While they were pushing and insulting Sophia, she suddenly heard a commotion and shouting from the crowd, and she reluctantly looked up in the direction they were pointing, only to see a group of strangely dressed men appear from the opposite ridge and rush down, riding on two tall mounts, some horses and some camels, and soon they were approaching.

Dozens of meters away, Sophia saw clearly that these people were all wearing dark black coats sewn from unknown materials, with tall mounts, sandwiched between brown rocks, looking like cavalry rushing out of the ancient battlefield, wearing extraordinary light armor, fierce momentum.

Comparing them to Hassan's men immediately made them look like stragglers and rabble.

Hassan's face also showed surprise and shock, these people were very different from the various pirates he had seen before. The so-called pirates, in fact, are nothing more than rioters from all over the world, and they are not much stronger than the people under him.

More than 20,000 ships pass through the Gulf of Aden each year, accounting for about 80 percent of world trade, and Somalia's chaos is well known, and the navy is a virtual non-existent maritime control. Such a body of water, like a rich and almost unrestricted hunting ground, attracted countless pirates to gather.

There is almost no threshold for piracy, and the members of those pirate groups are often from the poorest and most desperate countries in the world, except for a few motorboats, all you need is a few Kalashnikovs, a rocket launcher, a handheld GPS locator and maybe a heavy machine gun, and you can go out to sea to hunt.

In such a situation, they may be nimble and agile on the ship, but most pirates are no different from ordinary bandits except for daring to fight, and they are often uneven, and thin people abound, wearing turbans, or upper bodies, or ordinary shirts and clothing.

But these people who appeared in front of him, not only dressed uniformly, but also with a calm attitude and fierce eyes, at first glance they were extraordinary characters, which couldn't help but make him feel worried, and shouted calmly:

"We're just passing by, we're going to leave right away!"

The brigade on the opposite side seemed to have heard nothing at all, all of them sat upright and motionless, only the first knight in the front rode forward a few steps, and the eagle-like eyes swept left and right a few times, causing a small commotion among Hassan's people, and finally landed on Sophia, who was disheveled and embarrassed, and looked up and down for a moment before reaching out and nodding her:

"Leave this woman behind and get out of our place."

There was no need for Hassan Sheikh Ahmed to speak, as the men behind him were already shouting loudly, obviously very dissatisfied with the knight's words. In their opinion, Sophia has always been their trophy, just ran out and was caught, and it was too arrogant to want to snatch it for no reason.

Hassan also had a gloomy face, shook his head and said, "No, she is a prisoner who escaped from our side, and the person who killed us must be brought back to be disposed of." ”

The knight in suit ignored the kidnappers' protests, and replied almost without thinking: "You have entered the Arsenal without permission, and you must leave the loot behind, this is not negotiable." ”

As his words landed, the knights lined up behind him roared at the same time to drive the mounts forward heavily, and the movements were as neat as a person, making a loud sound of stepping on the ground, and the killing intent came to the face, and the deterrent effect produced suddenly made the faces of all of Hassan's subordinates change greatly, and some people almost couldn't help but almost go off.

At this time, even the most dull bandits could see that these knights were unusual.

Hassan's face is even more difficult to see, he is very clear about the details of his subordinates, he can be regarded as daring to fight and kill, reckless and majestic, bullying civilians and weak, but there are few who really have the courage and a little ability, and they can't be compared with these evil knights who don't know where to come out on the other side.

The gap between the two sides can be seen by anyone with a discerning eye, and if they really make a move, most of them will suffer from their own side. But it is impossible for him to give up Sophia, which is not only related to avenging his younger brother Gabiyu, but also related to his own face, which cannot be easily softened, so he gritted his teeth and said:

"Wait a minute, we are Abdullahi's people, there is no need for conflict."

He was talking about Abdullahi Yusuf Ahmed, the current president of Puntland. As a government that forcibly seceded from Somalia, and has not even been recognized by the international community, the so-called president is nothing more than a big warlord with a large army at his disposal. At the same time, he also controlled some of his henchmen like Hassan, acquiescing in their covert looting to raise military funds for themselves.

Of course, these can't be brought to the table. If there was anything that Abdullahi didn't want to see, or the consequences he didn't want to bear, he would never admit the existence of Hassan and the others. But now, at this time, if you take it out for your own momentum, it will most likely still have an effect, even if it is the largest pirate gang, it will sell a little face.

The knight in the suit on the other side did not directly refute this time, apparently reacting to what he said, clearly knowing that Apudullahi was the actual biggest mob leader in Puntland. He hesitated for a moment, rode back into the queue, and whispered a few words inside.

Immediately, Hassan and the others saw that the queue of these strong knights naturally separated from the middle, and a giant man with a upper body, as burly and strong as a god, rode out slowly, even if it was just riding on a horse, everyone could feel that the other party's height was at least two meters or more, and the muscles of the bare upper body were bulging high like an explosion, with clear lines and oily skin, full of the most primitive rough and wild atmosphere, just like the granite after ten thousand years of wind and rain, natural, rough, simple, but indestructible, breathtaking.

Even if you are just swept by the gaze of the giant man, you will feel a tingling in your skin and feel uneasy. Even the mount under him was a head taller than everyone around him, dark and shiny, and as quiet as a mountain. (To be continued, please search, the novel is better and updated faster!)