Chapter 1881

Name:Super Working Man Author:e lang
"If he kills all the hostages, is he not afraid of American retaliation?"

"He said he was not afraid. Anyway, he now has a large amount of food. He can eat it for two or three years. He can't let aksi be laughed at in the Jianghu."

"This Bashir is too outrageous. In recent years, with the wind and water, his self-confidence has expanded rapidly. He is not afraid of anything and dares to do anything. In the long run, we aksi will be very dangerous."

"Who says no. But if he wants to insist, we can't help it. Who makes him our leader?"

"Man, can't we change the head?"

"Change the boss!" Mozart was obviously surprised and lowered his voice. "Man, you can't talk nonsense. Let Bashir know you're finished!"

"Where's Bashir?"

"He went to Sirius with Drogba. They contacted Locke company. Here is me and Edwin."

"Man..."

Fahad also wanted to say that Qian Duoduo winked at him and made a stop.

Fahad understood and immediately changed his voice, "man, let's talk about it when we meet."

After that, he hung up his cell phone and looked at Qian Duoduo puzzled: "Mr. Qian..."

Qian Duoduo patted him on the shoulder, smiled and said, "Fahad, I'm quite satisfied with your two friends. It seems that they are not devoid of humanity like you. I have confidence in you."

Farhad frowned and said anxiously, "Mr. Qian, Bashir's Kung Fu is also quite good, and he has been accompanied by more than a dozen guards for a long time. The most important thing is that more than 1000 aksi brothers have gathered on the wharf of the harbor. In full view of the public, kill Bashir and let me be the leader. I'm afraid it's inappropriate."

Song Zhongyuan said, "yes, Duoduo, it's hard to convince the public."

Qian Duoduo thought and said to himself, "there are more than 1000 aksi on the wharf... Bashir and Drogba went to the Sirius Star... This is the best opportunity, with..."

Qian Duoduo turned to tell Zhou Fusheng, "Captain Zhou, stop the ship. We won't go to aksi harbor."

Zhou Fusheng was stunned: "why?"

"I'll go to the harbor alone. You'll wait here. I'll be back in less than an hour."

Song Zhongyuan asked, "Duoduo, what medicine do you sell in the gourd?"

Qian Duoduo smiled and said, "Captain Zhou and uncle song, I want to kidnap Bashir and Drogba in the name of American agents, attract all their pirate ships and rescue all American hostages."

Song Zhongyuan's eyes brightened: "good idea. Kill Bashir, blame the Americans, and then let Fahad be the leader. Everyone is happy."

Zhou Fusheng said with a smile, "OK, just do it."

Fahad also nodded: "yes, it's reasonable to do so."

Qian Duoduo told Wang Shuai, "Captain Wang, if there are other pirates robbing me while I'm away, I must fight head-on and protect myself."

"Duoduo, don't worry. There's absolutely no problem." Wang Shuai is confident. Now he has strong troops and sufficient weapons, which is more than enough to deal with ordinary pirates.

Finally, Qian Duoduo said to Fahad, "Fahad, we'll keep in touch at any time. Once I succeed, I'll inform you immediately. You call mozak to explain the situation. If they listen to you, it's good; if they don't listen, I'm sorry, I'll kill as many as I have."

Fahad nodded and looked serious and solemn: "Mr. Qian, don't worry, you are for the good of aksi, and we will cooperate fully."

At present, Qian Duoduo wrote down Fahad's phone, asked about Drogba's general appearance, packed his mobile phone in a waterproof plastic bag and walked out of the cabin.

They sent more money to the deck.

Song Qiuyue gently asked, "brother Qian, you should be careful. Although the other party is just a group of small pirates, don't be careless."

"I know." Qian Duoduo smiled and rubbed her head. "I'm leaving. Wait for my good news."

After that, he jumped and fell on the sea. He walked like flying. In the twinkling of an eye, he was one or two hundred meters away.

"Ah!" Farhad was stunned.

He knew that Qian Duoduo was very powerful, but he didn't know that he was so powerful.

With such strong skills, killing people is like finding out what's in their pockets!

He was worried about a lot of money, but now he doesn't worry at all.

"Chinese Kung Fu is so powerful!" Fahad couldn't help raising his thumb and exclaimed excitedly.

Qian Duoduo's speed was no less than that of a speedboat. According to Fahad's direction, more than ten minutes later, he saw the distant coastline, and several large ships docked quietly at the seaside.

There is one of the largest ships, with a length of more than 300 meters. The side of the ship is painted with a string of white English letters, which is translated into Chinese - Sirius.

"Friends of the rice Empire, your Savior is coming." Qian Duoduo stood on the sea and muttered to himself.

In order to be safe and not be found by the enemy, he shrunk, got into the water and continued to move forward.

This place is only 1000 meters away from Sirius, which is too simple for him.

On Sirius' deck, more than a dozen crew members were bound with their hands and feet, sitting together. Everyone was dirty, frightened and haggard.

They have been bound by the pirates for five days. They haven't eaten a full meal, washed their faces, and ate, drank and Lazar on the deck. It's conceivable how embarrassed they are one by one.

Moreover, the bodies of more than a dozen companions are just more than ten meters away. They have been highly rotten, sending out bursts of stench. Mosquitoes and flies fly around like hell.

Even a dozen pirates who guarded them put on masks.

Bashir took Drogba, York and seven or eight bodyguards to the Sirius Star.

A small head of the guard greeted them respectfully.

Bashir did not particularly dislike the stench of more than a dozen rotten corpses on the deck, nor did he hate the buzzing flies flying around. Instead, he took out his mobile phone and took photos of the scene with interest.

A few minutes later, Bashir walked into the control room of the tanker and sent the photos to the person in charge of American Locke company. Moreover, he can realize video communication with the person in charge of Locke company through the network system in the control room.

Under York's control, a suit and baggy American appeared on the electronic screen soon. It was Eiffel Shylock, the boss of Locke company.

Eiffel Shylock sat in a chair with a desk in front of him. He seemed to work in the office and looked very serious.

Bashir also found a chair to sit down, crossed his legs and said leisurely, "Mr. Shylock, how are you thinking?"