Chapter 1882

Shylock owed his body and said calmly, "who are you?"

Bashir has never publicly revealed his identity on any occasion, so no one knows that he is the leader of aksi organization.

This is also a way to protect yourself.

Therefore, for outsiders, leader aksi is still a mystery.

Outsiders only know that the name of the leader of aksi organization is Bashir, that's all.

Bashir smiled and said, "I am the assistant of Mr. Bashir, the leader of aksi."

"Ask your leader to talk to me."

"Mr. Shylock, I can fully represent Mr. Bashir."

"No, I have to see Mr. Bashir."

Pop!

Bashir was angry at once. He patted the table in front of him, pointed to the screen, raised his eyebrows and scolded: "Shylock, this is not the time for you to tell us the conditions. You should understand that now the initiative is in our hands!"

Shylock was expressionless and indifferent. "This matter is very important. I must talk to Mr. Bashir myself."

"Damn bastard, as I said, I can fully represent Mr. Bashir! Mr. Bashir has explained that two hundred million dollars can't be less than a penny. There are two or three hours at most. If you haven't handed over the ransom before the sun sets, we'll kill all the hostages of Sirius!"

Shylock was still calm: "you told Bashir that $200 million is too much. Our bottom line is $50 million."

"50 million dollars, do you treat aksi as a beggar!" Bashir was furious. He stood up and waved his fist. He wanted to smash Shylock's head across the electronic screen, "Shylock, I know something about your Locke company. The total assets of your Locke company are hundreds of billions of dollars, and a mere two hundred million dollars are reluctant to spend. In your eyes, is the life of the crew so worthless? You Americans are stupid pigs!"

"Sir, please don't get excited. Listen to me. You tell Bashir that we can make a deal for $50 million..."

Bashir waved his hand and said firmly, "it's impossible. It's absolutely impossible. I won't promise."

"Sir, please tell Bashir that if he does not agree, our American government will not sit idly by and we are likely to take military action against aksi organization."

"Asshole! Are you scaring me? You damn idiot, I just won't promise. How dare you treat me?"

"Are you Bashir?"

"That's right. I'm Bashir, the leader of aksi organization." Bashir said proudly.

Shylock smiled and said, "Mr. Bashir, I finally see you. I'm glad to see you."

"Damn it, I'm not happy at all! It's only 200 million dollars. Whether you give it or not, tell me happily!"

Shylock stall: "unfortunately, Mr. Bashir, our bottom line is $50 million."

"Damn fool, I'm sorry to tell you that $50 million is not rare. From now on, I'll start killing hostages. I'll kill one in five minutes. Let me show you how I cut off their heads."

Bashir said, turned and walked out of the control room.

Drogba, York and several guards followed him.

"Asshole! Damn fool, it's too much to exchange $50 million for 200000 tons of crude oil, a super ship and more than a dozen lives! It's really too much! I'm so angry that I want to kill all these damn Americans..." Bashir scolded and breathed. He took several people back to the deck and went straight to the ten hostages.

Qian Duoduo had lurked under the side of the Sirius Star. He heard it clearly and scolded softly: "lying in the trough, Bashir is going to kill again."

Surrounded by pirates, Bashir walked up to a group of American hostages, Shua took out a dagger, looked ferocious and said: "I've talked to your boss, you stupid pigs. Shylock doesn't need you to serve his company at all. He has abandoned you. So, you can die peacefully. Before the sun goes down, I'll cut off your heads one by one and let your boss see what happens if you're right with axy ！”

When the hostages knew that the pirates were going to kill again, they shouted in horror and huddled tightly.

How good it is to live. No one wants to die.

"Boss, kill the fat man first." Drogba pointed to a slightly fat middle-aged man. "The fat man is similar to Shylock. He hates it."

"OK, kill the fat man."

Drogba waved: "catch the fat man."

The two pirates immediately caught the middle-aged fat man and dragged him out of the crowd.

The middle-aged fat man knew that his time of death had come. He was scared to pee. He struggled powerlessly and shouted, "don't kill me! Please don't kill me! I'm the captain and I can serve you..."

"Bah, the captain has a fart, and I can sail." Bashir spit on the deck and walked towards the middle-aged fat man with a dagger.

York held up his camera.

Bashir grabbed the middle-aged disheveled fat man's hair, and the dagger in his hand was about to cut his neck. Suddenly, a strange voice sounded behind him: "stop."

Almost all eyes looked at the strange voice.

Bashir looked back and saw a familiar man standing a few meters away, wet all over, empty hands and nothing.

"It's you." Bashir was stunned and let go of the middle-aged fat man's head. Of course he recognized it. He saw a lot of money two hours ago.

Drogba asked, "boss, who is he?"

"He's Chinese. I just saw him on the Chinese boat." Bashir was surprised and looked around. There were no other people around except the Chinese. He was relieved and pointed a dagger at Qian Duoduo: "Hey, Chinese, how did you get here?"

Qian Duoduo smiled and pointed to his clothes: "Bashir, you are blind. I came by swimming. My clothes are wet. Can't you see?"

Bashir was furious: "asshole! Dare you scold me!"

Immediately more than a dozen guns were aimed at Qian Duoduo.

Qian Duoduo didn't panic at all. He waved his hand with a smile: "Hey, hey, don't get excited. I'm here to join you in aksi. I want to be a terrorist. I want to be a pirate. Everyone is his own."