Somali "Pirate Country", the small town of El.

In that luxurious villa, at the table covered with snow-white napkins, a big-ass brunette was pouting her ass high, and Boyah, the leader of the Somali pirate gang "Puntland Guard", was lying behind her with a face full of excitement, thrusting her ass vigorously, and the sound of slapping and crumbling echoed in the cafeteria.

Boyah is very excited now, not only because of the sexy ass of the brunette at the dinner table, but also because he recently received news from his men that he had hijacked a Liberian-flagged supertanker.

It is conservatively estimated that the giant ship and the crude oil on board the giant ship are worth at least half a billion US dollars.

500 million US dollars, this is the first time that Boyach has hijacked such a huge and valuable ship since he engaged in the "great" profession of piracy. Although Boyah knew afterwards that the ship belonged to Zhao Feiran, the king of Hong Kong, he couldn't help but think of the mysterious and terrible master, and his heart was inevitably a little empty, but after remembering that the master only said that it was not allowed to hijack the ship flying the flag of their country, Boyah was quickly carried away by the huge amount of money!

"Two hundred million dollars! Two hundred million dollars! I want to buy a Ferrari! I want a superyacht! I want a plane!" Boyah screamed with red eyes as he slammed his ass into the big ass of the black girl, as if the black girl under him was the embodiment of the dollar.

Just as Boyah was screaming and screaming, the phone rang sharply at this time.

"**!" Boya He saw that the phone rang when he saw the critical moment, and he couldn't help but curse angrily. Eventually, though, he pulled his big stuff out of the brunette's asshole. Then he slapped her ass hard and said, "Baby, I'll fuck you later!"

Although pirates make money quickly, they are also a high-risk industry, and any call from Boyahh will not dare to fall lightly, let alone just catch a "big fish", it is even more difficult to fall lightly.

Maybe this phone call was the one his subordinate told him about the outcome of the negotiations. That's a $200 million phone!

As soon as he thought of the $200 million, Boyah walked a little lightly, grabbed the phone and let out a hello.

"It's me!" but a familiar, young voice came over the phone. But all of a sudden, Boyah's body trembled, and the little brother, who was still tall, also softened all of a sudden......

"Hello noble master, I am your humble and faithful servant Boyah. Do you have any instructions?" said Boyahe, bowing down and speaking cautiously, for fear that if one of them was not careful, the terrible and mysterious master would suddenly descend from the sky.

"Did you hijack a Liberian-flagged giant oil tanker in the Gulf of Aden today?" Zhang Weidong asked directly, without going around in circles with Boyah.

200 million US dollars, Bo Yahe really wanted to shake his head and say no, but when he thought of his master's terrible methods, he didn't even dare to move the slightest bit of deception and concealment, and hurriedly said: "Yes, noble master." ”

"That's my friend's boat. You put the boat and the people on board. Zhang Weidong said.

Hearing that it was the owner's friend's boat that was hijacked today, Boyah was almost so frightened that his legs went limp, and he sat on the ground with his ass, and his hand holding the phone was shaking.

"Venerable master, servant asks for your forgiveness and that of your friend. The servant really didn't know that it was your friend's tanker, so he told his men to let him go. Boyah said in a trembling voice.

"Well, but in the future, except for the ships flying the Chinese flag, you can't move any Chinese ships. You also bring these words to Efuya!" Zhang Weidong said lightly.

Although Zhang Weidong's words were light-hearted, Boyah's back was chilling when he heard it, just a month ago. He also hijacked a Chinese cargo ship, of course, the flag was not Chinese, and the amount was not large.

Fortunately, Zhang Weidong hung up the phone after speaking, and did not mean to investigate the previous matter, which made Boyahi greatly relieved.

"Honey, let's go on!" When Boyah hung up the phone, the black girl saw that his little brother was weak, and had already passed by and squatted in front of him, holding it in her mouth and indistinctly speaking.

Seeing that there are not 200 million but 100 million US dollars are about to arrive, but now they suddenly fly, how can Boyah have the heart to do this kind of thing again, besides, the master also said, it is his friend's ship, how dare Boyah delay, unless he doesn't want to live!

"Get out of here!" Boyah pushed the black girl away, then picked up the phone and hurriedly called the leader of the giant tanker to let him go immediately. Of course, after making this call, Boyah did not forget to call the leaders of several other pirate gangs to inform them of the latest instructions from their masters.

When Zhang Weidong hung up the phone and turned around, Shi Yiqun and Zhao Feiran both stared at him with straight eyes, with shocked expressions. No matter how big the balcony is, it is also a balcony, although Zhang Weidong deliberately stepped aside to make a call, but the voice of the voice still fell on the ears of Shi Yiqun and Zhao Feiran word for word.

"Senior Brother Shi, don't worry, I have already called the leader of the "Puntland Guard", and he said that he will arrange for his release immediately. Zhang Weidong didn't pay attention to Zhao Feiran, who was also staring at him with straight eyes, but said to Shi Yiqun with a smile.

Zhao Feiran's performance just now was quite disappointing to Zhang Weidong, he felt that this person looked quite bold on the surface, but he was still snobbish in his bones, and he also took the affection of his fellow martial arts practitioners very lightly, and it can even be said that although he also claimed to be a martial arts person on the surface, in fact, he didn't take the identity of a martial arts person to heart at all. Unlike Shi Yiqun, even if Zhang Weidong seems to be indiscriminate, but only based on the friendship at the last martial arts conference, he has always befriended Zhang Weidong with an equal mentality, and this equal mentality is based on the friendship of fellow martial arts colleagues. In other words, Zhang Weidong and Shi Yiqun, the senior brothers, are not just screaming on their mouths, but taking the title of this senior brother very seriously. So even if Zhao Feiran changed his face when Zhang Weidong said that he was going to call, Zhang Weidong still had to make this call, because the giant ship Shi Yiqun also had a share.

"Weidong, could it be that you really talked to the leader of the 'Puntland Guard' just now? How is this possible? How do you know him? How can he listen to you?" Although Shi Yiqun knew that people like Zhang Weidong would not brag indiscriminately, and besides, bragging such a bull would not benefit him at all, but because the matter was so shocking that it even gave Shi Yiqun a strange feeling, Rao was already choosing to believe Zhang Weidong's words in his heart, but he couldn't help but widen his eyes and asked again and again, he had too many questions in his heart.

"Senior Brother Shi, I'll talk to you about these things in detail when I have time in the future!" Zhang Weidong glanced at Zhao Feiran and said.

The meaning in the words couldn't be more obvious, these things are my secrets, it doesn't matter if I tell you Senior Brother Shi, it's not appropriate to say it in front of Zhao Feiran and other outsiders.

Although it was just a simple prevarication, although it was just a very casual glance, although it was not certain whether the "Tianxing" could be released unconditionally, Zhao Feiran had a trace of regret in his heart. He regretted that he shouldn't have been so snobbish just now, and regretted looking at the young man in front of him with colored eyes.

Shi Yiqun is an old Jianghu, and he can't hear it, Zhang Weidong is already dissatisfied with Zhao Feiran's attitude just now. It's just that many times, once a crack is created, it is difficult to sew it up again. Just like once the opportunity is lost, it is difficult to get it back, Shi Yiqun knew that Zhao Feiran's reaction just now had indeed lost hospitality, so it was difficult to say anything, and when he heard this, he hurriedly changed the topic and said: "Weidong, if the Somali pirates really keep their word and let go of the 'Tianxing' unconditionally, then you have done Senior Brother and Feiran a great favor." ”

It was about the oil tanker of the owner's friend, and Boyata didn't dare to delay for a moment, so as soon as Shi Yiqun's voice fell, the middle-aged man's mobile phone rang.

As soon as the middle-aged man's mobile phone rang, Shi Yiqun and Zhao Feiran's hearts jumped violently as if they were conditioned, and their eyes were all cast on the middle-aged man.

"It's a call from the Skystar. The middle-aged man picked up his mobile phone and looked at it, he couldn't help but be shocked, his eyes subconsciously looked at Zhang Weidong, revealing a hint of shock, he naturally heard Zhang Weidong's words just now.

After hanging up the phone, the middle-aged man glanced at Zhang Weidong with awe, and then bowed slightly and reported to Zhao Feiran: "Captain Badisheng told me that the 'Sky Star' was about to sail out of the port of El, and the pirates let it go unconditionally!"

When he said the latter sentence, the middle-aged man's voice trembled a little.

Just one phone call can make the Somali pirates, who are not afraid of heaven and earth, dare not delay for a moment, and what kind of ability this must be! Think about the fact that US President Barack Obama is now the most powerful cow in the world, but at this moment, the middle-aged man actually had the illusion that Obama was simply a scum compared to the young man in front of him. You know, no matter how good Obama is, the Somali pirates will not bird him, unless the United States is desperate to directly send a powerful army to bomb, but the young man in front of him is just a phone call! If it weren't for Zhang Weidong being a typical Chinese, middle-aged men would suspect that he was the leader of the "Puntland Guard"!

Although he already vaguely felt that Zhang Weidong was not talking big, when he heard the middle-aged man say that the "Tianxing" was ready to sail away from the pirate's den and the pirate was unconditionally released, both Shi Yiqun and Zhao Feiran all felt a chill rushing from their backs to the top of their heads.

With a phone call, in the blink of an eye, the Somali pirates didn't even want a ransom of 200 million US dollars, and immediately released them, what a terrible authority this is! Rao is Shi Yiqun is also the leader of the Salt Gang of a generation, and at this moment, he suddenly felt very small, let alone Zhao Feiran.

At this moment, Zhao Feiran just wanted to slap himself a few times, such an awesome person, such a good opportunity, he actually let himself miss it! If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )

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