When the hostages enter the village, they will definitely not be able to escape, and those children who are like firewood sticks will stare at you, because in their eyes, you are a full meal. So the bearded man didn't stop him, and waved his hand to ask Hassan to take care of these little things, and he rushed to his mansion in a hurry, and there were wives waiting for him to pamper him.

Hassan finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, this bearded man is also a ruthless character in the pirate group, nicknamed Blackbeard. It is said that centuries ago, there was a famous pirate named Blackbeard.

But he really didn't know that the fat man was a doctor, and he thought that he didn't know much about it just now, so he asked Ah Ming to lead the way in front, and chatted with the fat man: "Sir, I think this time it must be a free clinic, don't expect them to come up with the medical expenses." ”

The fat man snorted a few times in his mouth, and then turned to Li Xiaoman beside him: "Respected Wizard Wang, maybe you should do something, at least organize a few medical teams, and ask those local tyrant tribes to pay for it-"

Li Xiaoman also deeply agrees, although a few medical teams may not be able to bring much help to this vast land, but it is better to help one than nothing.

But the young Ah Ming obviously had a little unbelief in this fat man, and turned back as he walked: "If you can't cure my brother, I will definitely kill you!" ”

You have to take your time with these people who are poisoned by pirates, so Brother Badou is not angry: "Boy, as long as your brother is still breathing, you will not ask him to go to God - oh, by the way, you believe in Allah." ”

Unexpectedly, the young man who was fierce just now instantly had a sad face: "But." Grandpa Abdullah said. My brother is about to report to Erzrail's Immortals—"

For their religion. The fat man didn't know much, but he guessed that this Erzlayil Heavenly Immortal should be in charge of life and death, similar to the meaning of going to report to Lord Yama.

Seeing that the young man's eyes were a little hazy, Brother Badou also felt a sense of relief in his heart: Fortunately, his humanity has not been completely extinguished.

As he spoke, he came to a hut. I saw a wooden board outside the house, on which lay a seven or eight-year-old little black child. There were also a few people around who were busy there, seemingly preparing for the aftermath of the child.

For the first time in his life, Brother Badou knew that people could really be skinny and skinny. Every rib is clearly visible, and the whole body is added up, and everyone doubts whether there are ten catties. Compared to his thin body, his head is extraordinarily large, his eyes are closed, and his breath is like nothing.

What kind of life is this to torture a child like this--see this poor little black child. The fat man's heart was sour.

At this time, Li Xiaoman had already walked quickly in front of the little black child. Reaching out and grabbing his arm like a reed stick, he could faintly feel a faint pulse. So he raised his misty eyes and looked at the fat man, and Brother Badou immediately understood the meaning of that look: You must save this poor child!

A trace of purple qi seeped into the little black child's body, and Brother Badou's heart also trembled: long-term hunger has led to severe malnutrition, and this child's organs have failed, even if he is sent to the best hospital, he is afraid that it will be difficult to bring him back to life.

"May Allah bless you, well-wishers, but please get out of the way-" An old man with a white beard spoke beside him, who was Abdullah's grandfather in Amin's mouth. The old man's face was full of deep and long wrinkles, and the vicissitudes of time were engraved on his face.

The fat man smacked his lips, and then continued to nourish the little black child's internal organs with purple qi. He didn't dare to rush it, because the little one's body was more fragile than glass.

As time passed, the little black child's body finally showed some signs of improvement, first the heartbeat became more and more powerful, and then the breathing gradually returned to normal, after more than an hour, the little guy finally opened his dark eyes, looked in a circle, and muttered in his mouth: "Brother-"

"Slaji!" The young Ah Ming pounced violently, but he was afraid of pressing the little black child, so he quickly bounced away like an electric shock, and just shouted his brother's name loudly.

The little black boy only knew how to cry, and struggled to climb down from the plank, but his body was too weak to sit up.

"Thank you, good Samaritan, for bringing light back to Slagi." Those people, led by Abdullah, all thanked the fat man, their lives were as humble as weeds, and no one cared whether they were dead or alive, and from the fat man's group, they felt rare respect.

Brother Badou scratched the back of his head, and said twice in his mouth: "Dead garbage, this name seems to be too ugly, don't you also pay attention to your reputation to make a living?" ”

A smile appeared on the old man Abdullah's face, and the wrinkles deepened: "Good Samaritan from afar, Slaj means light. ”

No wonder he just said thank you for bringing light to Slagi - the fat man is also used to it, so his face is neither red nor white, and he turned to Ah Ming again: "Then what does your name mean, is it similar to our Xiao Ming?" ”

"Loyalty!" Young Ah Ming looked up at the fat man, and an extremely determined look appeared on his immature face: "Sir, from now on, Ah Ming will always be loyal to you!" ”

Although it is not allowed to engage in personality cults due to doctrinal restrictions, at this moment, in the mind of young Amin, this chubby and smiling gentleman is the saint in his eyes.

The young man's mind is very simple and stubborn, so the fat man has also become serious: "Ah Ming, you have to think carefully, if you want to follow me, then you must listen to me in the future!" ”

Ah Ming nodded vigorously, he only had one relative in this world, his younger brother, and now, there was another one.

"Well, I promise you, but now you'd better get your brother something to eat, or he'll soon faint from hunger again. As for us, we don't need to prepare, go to the bearded side to eat big households, don't eat for nothing! The fat man groped around for a while, but he really didn't have anything to eat, so he threw a look at Hassan, believing that with his ability, it would not be a problem to find something to eat and drink. As for Amin, don't count on it for the time being, otherwise, he wouldn't have starved Slagi like this.

It was obvious that the attitude of the villagers towards the fat gang had changed, at first they were staring at them like thieves, for fear that these moving jobs would run away, but now, when they looked at them, their eyes became extremely friendly.

At this moment, Blackbeard is still in the dark, unaware that his subordinates and the villagers have been rebelled, and he will soon become a loner.

Hassan led the fat man and his gang into Blackbeard's mansion, the treatment was not bad, the room was covered with a luxurious carpet, the fat man was really tired, drank a bowl of camel milk, and after eating a piece of meat, he lay down on the carpet and fell asleep.

In this courtyard, several groups of hostages are held, and the fat man is the most treated, and he can drink milk and eat meat; The other groups were a little miserable, and it was good to barely be able to fill their bellies. The reason for this is because of the difference in value. The fat man's gang is worth 100 million, and the ransom for the other groups is between hundreds of thousands and millions, and the difference is not ordinary.

When I woke up, it was already evening, and the fat man got up from the Persian carpet and patted his belly: "I drank camel milk in the morning, and it tasted good, and I was bringing me a pot." There is also a finger meat that is also very tender, so I will have half a sheep first! ”

"Badou, if you eat like this, the ransom will have to go up." Old Jack had long since woken up, he was not as broad-hearted and fat as a fat man, and he had been thinking about the ship since he left the Old Man.

In fact, there is nothing to worry about, the ships are loaded with those things that are obviously indigenous from Africa, and even if they are given to pirates for free, no one will accept them. As for the valuable things, such as the golden sands that the fat man scooped up, they have sunk to the bottom of the ship, and it is estimated that the pirates will not be able to find them.

The fat man shouted twice, but no one outside answered, so he pushed the door and went out of the house. Because all the people below were rebelled by him, except for Blackbeard, the door was not locked, and you could walk around casually.

It was only when I slipped to the gate that I saw the figures, and I saw that those people were standing straight on both sides of the gate, and there were several off-road vehicles parked in front of them, and a middle-aged man in military uniform got out of a car, and then was surrounded by people and walked towards this side.

"Hello Commander-in-Chief—" the pirates roared in unison. This person is the leader of this island, Abadi, who is known as the commander-in-chief of the Marine Corps? Efuya.

The fat man couldn't help but look at the biggest pirate leader in Somalia, only to see that he was in his early thirties, with a thin figure and a cold face. To say that this person is also very good, he became a child soldier in his teens, and later returned to his hometown, and after learning that his parents were starved to death, he immediately led people to slaughter the village, and the method was very cruel.

Later, he won the command of the team, as the so-called family does not know the price of firewood and rice, and it costs a lot to feed an army. As a result, Abadi set his sights on the sea, and from then on, the new era of pirate kings was officially born.

After getting the report of Ali Marshal , Abadi was also overjoyed: Fat man Gao, he has been a pirate for so many years, and he really hasn't kidnapped a billionaire.

So this guy drove here on a whim, led by Ali, and led his guards, to see how much oil and water could be scraped from this fat man, Mr. Gao.

After getting out of the car, seeing that his subordinates were all in a martial spirit, Abadi also nodded slightly with satisfaction, and then saw an Asian running towards him, grabbed his hand and shook it vigorously: "Welcome, welcome, fortunately, fortunately-"

"You are?" Abadi felt that this guy seemed a little familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

"I'm just fat and tall." Brother Badou introduced himself aggressively, and affectionately tugged at Abadi's arm, saying that he would not let go.

The pirate king of the new era couldn't help frowning: how did Blackbeard do it, how could he let such an important hostage wander around casually? Moreover, there is something wrong with this guy, why doesn't he have the consciousness of being a hostage at all? (To be continued......)