Why do you want to keep rushing?

Lu Wenshao stumbled onto the deck, and when he saw the ships still burning in front of him, and the pirates on the remaining ships, he was not good.

"What happened?"

"Why are all these pirates dead?"

"Did the gods save us?"

Lu Wenshao looked around with a confused look and asked in surprise.

"It's a fairy, a big fairy, an immortal with us."

Yan Qianqian glanced at Jiang Qiu's body, just now she hurriedly searched for some photos of the exorcism on the Internet, and found that the young master who was pushed to the front of the stage by the exorcism department was actually Jiang Qiu, who was in the same boat with them.

This is the hottest idol right now!

Feng Hao was extremely excited at this time, holding the communicator and shouting: "Target, Somalia, forward, forward!" ”

'Hulala......'

The sound of the cruise ship breaking through the water and turning its head is extremely excited, and the boat breaks the waves and runs rampant.

Just when everyone was extremely excited, a dark cloud suddenly floated in the sky.

'Click......'

A flash of lightning strikes, and then a hurricane comes!

"Oh no, there's a tsunami!"

Feng Hao's face changed suddenly.

They encountered two tsunamis along the way, each time it was thrilling, but both of them escaped without danger.

This time the tsunami came so suddenly that there was no warning at all.

Jiang Qiu raised his head with his hand, looked at the dark clouds in the sky, and turned his head to look at the fat man.

"The tsunami of bullshit, it's their reincarnation master who has made a move!"

Gan Fatzi raised his eyes and looked at the dark clouds in the sky that shrouded the cruise ship, and spoke.

"Master of reincarnation? What is that? ”

Although Feng Hao didn't know what the fat man said, the word reincarnation still put a lot of pressure on him.

A master who can trigger the meteorological changes of heaven and earth, can he be ordinary?

"Master of reincarnation!"

The fat man stretched out a fat finger, pointed at the dark cloud and said, "That's - give me a scatter!" ”

Suddenly, the momentum on the fat man's body increased several times, and he shouted at the dark cloud.

A huge sound wave shook the space, and the dark cloud that originally shrouded the cruise ship seemed to understand the fat man's words, and with a tremor, it was broken apart.

Several rays of sunlight shone down through the cracks in the dark clouds, and then the clouds vanished.

The clouds cleared, the rain stopped, the wind dissipated, and everything was back to normal.

Gan Fatzi squeezed his eyes at Feng Hao: "This is the master of reincarnation!" ”

Feng Hao's lips trembled for a while, and he didn't say a word.

Jiang Qiu gave a thumbs up to the fat man: "You are pretending to be good." ”

Gan Fatzi arched his hand: "Accept and concede, it's still a little worse than the one you waved to reject the cannonball just now." ”

Feng Haoxin said that the two of you are enough to pretend to be forced, forget it, I still don't want to be hit here, with such two perverts leading the team, what else is there to worry about!

"But if you make such a move, won't that guy run?"

Jiang Qiu looked at the fat man with a bit of banter.

Gan Fat Man scratched his head: "This guy won't be so seedless, right?" ”

"It's hard to say!"

Jiang Qiu looked at the horizon in the distance, where there was a piece of land, and when he stepped on it, it was Somalia, the most famous place on the African continent, where countless darkness, sin, and blood lurked.

"What then?"

Gan Fatzi only cared about pretending to be forced, but he didn't expect that doing so would scare people away.

"Kill it!"

Jiang Qiu glanced at the fat man, jumped into the sea, and floated on the water to move forward, faster than the speedboats that came over just now.

"Makes sense! You guys wait here, and my brother Jiang and I will go up and have a look. ”

The fat man said something, and then jumped off the cruise ship like a ball.

"Hey, you ......"

Feng Hao wanted to stop it anymore, so he had to shout: "You are all gone, what if there is danger here?" ”

"Isn't there still me?"

Qin Lu stood on the deck, the sea breeze blowing, as if she was as agile as an elf.

"This girl is also a master? Oh my God, there are three masters sent to follow us! ”

Feng Hao looked at Qin Lu and was speechless in shock.

Qin Lu is currently in the Dan realm, although he is several realms away from turning into void and reincarnation, but it is not a problem to deal with ordinary pirates.

As the clouds cleared, the ship set sail again, and in a wooden hut in the stockade not far away, the wizened old black man known as the Prophet opened his eyes as the clouds dispersed.

"Master of reincarnation!"

There was an eerie chill in the prophet's eyes!

He felt that Efuya's life was threatened when he shouted loudly.

But when the Prophet was about to save Evoya, he found that he was still one step too late!

Efoa died too quickly, too quickly for the prophet to expect.

However, the Prophet didn't care whether Efuya lived or died, he could pick out a group of such subordinates at will, as long as he gave them rights and weapons, any territory, any wealth, it didn't matter.

So the Prophet did not have any pity for Efuya's death.

He was just speculating about what the intentions of this reincarnation master were, so there was a temptation shrouded in dark clouds.

But what the prophet didn't expect was that his temptation was dispersed by a roar before it could be truly released.

The roar is gone!

I'm afraid this realm will not be lower than him.

The old body of the prophet rose from the ground and picked up a large black umbrella in the doorway.

'Squeak......'

For the first time, the Prophet took the initiative to push open the wooden door of the hut and stepped out.

In the stockade, there are no pirates who have gone to sea sitting together eating, some pirates patrolling with guns, and some people standing outside the door of the room where the hostages are held talking and laughing.

When the Prophet came out, all the pirates looked at the scrawny old man.

The prophet seldom went out, and when he did, he was bound to be followed by Efuya, and all the pirates knew that there was an evil being living in the hut, and every time Efuya caught a hostage at sea, he would send one into the hut with a clean face.

Then the hostage never showed up again.

This made the pirates have a shadow in their hearts, a big living person, disappeared mysteriously, and the old man in the house did not eat or drink, and did not even bask in the sun, he must go out with a big black umbrella, the whole person is gloomy, can it not make people afraid?

Now that the old man has come out again, the pirates have naturally restrained their usual laziness, and they all stand in a proper manner, not even daring to look directly at the old man with the big black umbrella.

"You...... Come here! ”

The Prophet beckoned to a muscular black fellow.

"Me?"

The black guy asked subconsciously by pointing to his nose.

"Yes, that's you."

The Prophet beckoned, his tone still steady.

The black guy hurriedly walked over, because he was afraid, so his feet seemed a little floating, stumbling, and he almost fell on his heels.

"What's your name?"

The Prophet asked the black guy.

"Bahadur!"

The black guy replied.

"Bahadur, well, from today onwards, you will take Efuya's place as the new Pirate King!"

The Prophet nodded.

"What?"

Bahadur was stunned for a moment: "Then, what about Efuya? ”

"He's dead!"

The Prophet handed the large black umbrella in his hand.

"Dead?"

Bahadur muttered, looking at the big black umbrella handed over by the prophet, and couldn't help but feel a little excited.

In the past, the only one who could hold an umbrella for the prophet was Efuya.

Today, he is replaced by Bahadur, which is a privilege and a right!

Bahadur was very excited, and quickly knelt down in front of the prophet, kowtowed reverently, kissed the prophet's thin black feet, and then got up, took the big black umbrella, straightened his chest, and stood behind the prophet, looking at the other pirates in the stockade with great pride.

From now on, he Bahadur is the pirate king of this land, everything that used to belong to Efuya, what cars, tickets, houses, and those black daughters-in-law belong to him Bahadur!

"Okay, how many hostages do we have now?"

The Prophet's mouth was shriveled, his cheeks were thin, and his eyes were so bulging that if you looked closely, you would think he was a skeleton.

"There are still seventy-two hostages left, all of them are hostages from rich countries such as rice, France, and Britain, and one can be exchanged for five million dollars!"

Bahadur said with his mouth on his lips, thinking in his heart, this is a lot of money, is there anything in the world that can make money faster than being a pirate?

It's gone!

Now that he Bahadur is the pirate king, it means that he is about to become the richest man in the world, and when we exchange all these hostages for US dollars, we will expand our territory, buy a car, marry more than 1,000 of his black girls, and give birth to 10,000 black boys!

Bahadur thought as he spoke, and a mouthful of white teeth came out.

"Bring them all."

The Prophet nodded and commanded.

"Forehead ......"

Bring them all?

What did the prophet want to do?

Although Bahadur had doubts in his heart, he did not dare to slack off, and hurriedly shouted at the two people at the door of the hostage room: "Bring me all those hostages." ”

After the two pirates at the door of the hostage room heard the order, they were still a little unconvinced, and said in their hearts, why can he be the pirate king, why not us?

So the attitude of the two people was a little hesitant.

After a moment's hesitation, the Prophet suddenly turned his head and stretched out a withered palm at the two black men!

With a slight grasp of the palm, one of the black men involuntarily floated towards the prophet.

That's right, it's floating!

This scene dumbfounded all the pirates, they knew that the Prophet was powerful, but it was the first time they had seen the Prophet strike!

Can you catch someone out of thin air?

"I don't know what to do!"

The Prophet snorted, grabbed the pirate's neck with one hand, and grabbed the top of the pirate's head with the other withered hand like a chicken's claw, and with a slight grab, five fingers actually grabbed through the pirate's skull, and pulled out a handful of red and white, steaming liquid.

(End of chapter)