Rebirth of the Evil Life

Chapter 2227 Only I can survive

"Major Dashiell, I think we should disperse everyone here first." Lin Feng pointed at the crowd of people who were watching eagerly around him.

These people are all residents of the Gulf of Aden generation controlled by Major Dasher. They were not hostile to Lin Feng, but they were eyeing the large amount of dollars held in the arms of Major Dashiell's more than 70 subordinates.

In the God-forgotten world of Somalia, dollars are more valuable than anything else. If you want to go shopping with dollars, there is only one result - being robbed. Of course, the premise is that there are streets to visit.

When Major Dashiell saw it, he quickly raised his 47 and fired into the sky, then yelled at his men and asked them to put all the money in one pocket. At first, Dahir's men were reluctant to take credit for the money they had finally grabbed. However, under Dahir's promise and threats, these people reluctantly put the banknotes in their hands into a big pocket, and then returned to the banknotes. Pick up that old 47.

"g! g!" Dasher and his men drove away many residents in the Gulf of Aden who were eyeing them with gunshots.

"Mr. Richest Man, please follow me." Dahir respectfully led the way.

Now that Wang Meng and his team are around, the two sides are currently equal in terms of firepower, but in terms of tactical cultivation and individual combat capabilities, our side is a complete winner. Therefore, Lin Feng was not afraid at all and led everyone to follow Dahir all the way to his new tribe gathering place. The tribe just now was wiped out by Wang Meng and others and was razed to the ground, so Dahir had to find a new one. Of course, the so-called finding another one means going over with a gun and grabbing one. This kind of thing is extremely common in Somalia, where territorial transfers between tribes happen almost every day.

"Mr. Richest Man, please sit down. Wife, bring me some hot tea. I want to entertain the distinguished guests." Dahir ordered.

Not long after, Dashiell's wife got a few things made of an unknown material, barely considered cups, filled with an unknown liquid.

"Mr. Richest Man, I know you have eaten and drank everything, but this is our most precious hospitality thing." Dahir took a sip lightly. The thing in the cup is a kind of milk tea here, but although it is called milk tea, it has no milk tea flavor at all. It is just a little liquid from a certain plant, mixed with water. The taste is just more bleaching powder than the Somali one. The water is better. This kind of milk tea can be said to have no value to the outside world, but it is already Major Dashiell's only property.

Lin Feng sniffed it slightly with the tip of his nose. The smell was very strange, very strange. But I drank the milk tea politely. Since this milk tea is used by Somali pirates to entertain guests, and it is of the highest quality, it should be no problem to drink it.

Dahir watched in surprise as Lin Feng drank the strange-smelling milk tea in one gulp.

After a long time, they clapped their hands fiercely and made friends.

"Mr. Richest Man, you are much cuter than that American guy. From today on, you are my Dashiell's friend." Dashiell shouted excitedly.

Lin Feng was stunned. He didn't expect that drinking a cup of tea would trigger such a big reaction from Dahir. But it looks like a good thing.

"Honey, come here, pour tea for Mr. Richest Man." Dahir shouted excitedly.

The cup of tea is full again.

"Come on, Mr. Richest Man, let's drink to our everlasting friendship!" Dahir clinked Lin Feng's cups, and then drank the milk tea in his hand.

Lin Feng frowned helplessly and drank the second cup of milk tea in one gulp.

"Haha, good friends, good brothers!" Dashiel danced happily.

Lin Feng was so surprised that he was speechless.

"Boss, in Africa, especially Somalia, if they give food to foreign guests like us and the guests eat a lot, then they will think that the guests respect them and do not look down on them." Wang Meng whispered in Lin Feng's ear Explain quietly.

Lin Feng understood it after thinking about it slightly. Because Africa is very poor, especially Somalia, it is very difficult for outsiders like me to get used to Somalia's shoddy food. At most, they are only slightly interested in it. This is obviously a look down on the local Somali food. . The Somalis are too poor, which also leads to their somewhat distorted self-esteem. And I happened to be used to not wasting food, and Chinese people always pay attention to etiquette, so it was a coincidence that I won Dahir's friendship.

Very good, this is good! Lin Feng smiled slightly.

"Major Dashiell, can we talk about business now?" Since the relationship between the two parties was so harmonious, Lin Feng got straight to the point. He doesn't have so much time to spend here.

"Okay, okay. Wife, take the children away quickly. I'm going to talk about a big deal with the richest man." Major Dashiell ordered his wife to take a group of his children away.

"Major Dashiell, before we get down to business, I have a question. When you said Americans before, did you mean...?" Lin Feng asked.

"Oh, that Yankee claimed to be from the CIA, and said that he would provide us with a batch of weapons and ask us to ambush you. He said that you are the richest man in the world, and if we ambush your ship, we can extort 5 billion US dollars. To be honest, we started to pay back I really didn’t know your ship was actually an aircraft carrier. You must know that we will definitely not ambush. The Americans are cunning and only use people,” Major Dashiell said cursingly.

At that time, they agreed to the ambush because they heard about the $5 billion plan. As a result, hundreds of people died in that ambush. The tribe of Dahir originally had more than 200 militants, which was the most powerful armed group in the area. However, due to the ambush of the aircraft carrier Lin Feng, more than half of them died. This is also an aircraft carrier. There are no attack weapons, and the aircraft carrier only relies on the individual combat weapons provided by the aircraft carrier to fight back. In the end, it was their threat from a distance to attack and destroy the aircraft carrier with large-scale long-range weapons that made the "Wind God" helplessly stop.

It can be said that Major Dashiell hated the Yankees to death. It's a pity that the CIA guy ran away long ago after seeing what happened, leaving Dashiell crazy. In the end, he could only blackmail Lin Feng according to the established plan. After all, so many people died, and they couldn't die in vain.

Lin Feng suddenly realized it at this moment and secretly cursed the Americans for their evil intentions. According to the plan of the Yankees, Dahir and his men seized his "Wind God". Lin Feng himself must be furious and will definitely wipe out the Dahir tribe with thunderous force. After all, Lin Feng's men use "Langya", one of the top mercenary organizations in Africa. And once Lin Feng wipes out the Dahir tribe, he will definitely form a deadly feud with the entire Somali pirates, and there will be a bloody fight between the two sides. No matter who wins or loses, it will definitely be a human tragedy. At that time, the US government will be able to come forward and find any excuse to deal with Lin Feng.

And if Lin Feng doesn't sweep away Dahir, he will have to accept a blackmail of US$5 billion. No matter how much money Lin Feng paid in the end, for the greedy Somali pirates, if Lin Feng gave Dahir, there would definitely be other pirates who would come to blackmail him. The blackmail would be endless. In the end, Lin Feng has to get angry, and the United States will finally reap the benefits.

Great idea! What a vicious plan! Lin Feng was amazed.

However, unexpectedly, the two sides did not fight, and they also underestimated the strength of "Langya". They did not expect that "Langya" would be so cruel, and had already killed Dahir and others in fear. Of course, I didn't expect that Lin Feng would become friends with Dahir. If Lin Feng had not become friends with Dashiell over this cup of tea, no one would know what the final negotiation would be like.

Somali pirates are notorious for their greed and renegade. Even though Dahir is weak now and looks scared, he might fall out at some point. Even if Lin Feng slaughters the entire tribe of Dahir who turned against him, he will only fall into the trap of the CIA and it will not help.

Fortunately, Lin Feng won Dashieer's friendship with a cup of milk tea. Although Somalis are poor, they are very considerate of their friends and will never betray their friends.

"Yes, damn Americans, their conscience is very bad! Next time we meet, we must beat them up." Lin Feng also cursed a few words.

"Okay, Mr. Richest Man, may I ask if you have any advice? Now that we are friends, we must speak directly if we have anything to say." Major Dashiell said enthusiastically.

"Haha, Major Dashiell, regarding my aircraft carrier, I think I can build a god and release it." Lin Feng said with a smile.

"Yes, let it go, we must let it go. Michelin, please inform them and ask them to let the boat go." Dahir waved his hand and shouted.

Now that he is friends with Lin Feng, Dahir is much more generous. What's more, he also knew that this aircraft carrier could no longer be detained. Otherwise, the "wolf fang" behind Lin Feng is not a vegetarian. Perhaps this aircraft carrier still cannot leave the Gulf of Aden, but it is more than enough to destroy his tribe.

"Major Dahir, let me tell you the truth. Somalia is very poor. Many people in your tribe don't even have clothes to cover their bodies or food to eat. The people in your tribe are too poor," Lin Feng said.

Dashiell nodded helplessly. If they were not poor, not all the young adults in the entire tribe would go to work as pirates to make a living. Somalia is a corner forgotten by God. No food can be grown here, and it is too dry. Basically, most plants are not suitable to survive here, and naturally there are no animals. It can be said that the Somalis are just suffering when they are alive.

"Dahir, since we are friends, I am very happy to help my friends solve their difficulties. I can create a god to provide you with 100 tons of rice, 1,000 tons of various vegetables and fruits, and 10 tons of daily necessities for free every year." Lin Feng said. explain.

What? 100 tons of rice, 1,000 tons of vegetables and fruits, and 10 tons of daily necessities. Major Dasher stood up immediately after hearing this number. With these resources, his tribe would be able to have enough food and warm clothes immediately. Become the richest tribe in the Gulf of Aden. It won't take long for the population that died in this attack to be replenished. There is no need to consider any resource supply issues for tribe reproduction.

"Mr. Richest Man, what do I need to do?" Dahir asked cautiously. He was tricked by the Yankees last time, and he didn't want to be criticized again this time. Although everyone is friends, friends must also settle accounts clearly.

There is no free lunch in the sky.

"It's very simple. I still want you to be a pirate, but to be the biggest pirate in the Gulf of Aden and unify the entire Gulf of Aden. And after you unify the Gulf of Aden, only the fleet with my Lin Feng flag can make a god, and the rest The fleet is not allowed to pass. Do you dare?" Lin Fengxiao asked. @.