Super Pirate Ship

"Oh, oh, oh, what are a bunch of yellow-skinned pigs doing blocking the door? Are they showing off your monkey-like complexion?"

A harsh sound came from the airport passage, and a group of white people came out of the passage and laughed. ⊥

Although Bora was a Spanish pirate and a lord named by the royal family, after he fled to Southeast Asia, in addition to his former core men, the new recruits were all local people. In addition, being a pirate is a "hard job", and the sea breeze blows and the sun shines. Yes, the skin of several of his bosses are all dark, plus they are not big, so it is not unreasonable to say "Yellow Monkey".

But these pirate leaders had never experienced such an insult. They immediately looked at the airport passage angrily. If Bola hadn't been present, they would have taken out their weapons and killed these white people.

This group of white people was led by a blond man in his thirties, who laughed loudly: "What's wrong? Are you angry? Do you want to beat me up?" Then he shrugged, "It's a pity that you are all cowards!"

The blond man's words immediately caused the group of pirates to explode their nest and rush out one after another, but they were all stopped by Bora. How could they be so casual in front of adults!

The blond man noticed Bora: "Hey, there is another European here, well, Europeans are also weak, haha!"

The eight white people behind him also laughed loudly, their faces full of arrogance and ridicule.

Bora said calmly: "You are from the United States, but this is Malay. Be careful and don't talk nonsense!"

The blond man suddenly stopped smiling, stared at Bola with cold eyes and said viciously: "Damn European guy, are you threatening me, Bill?"

Bora looked calm. "Obviously! But it's more than that!"

Bora winked at his men. Two men immediately grabbed Bill. Bill shouted: "Oh, damn it, do you know who I am? Damn it, let me go, why are you just standing there? Come on!"

The other white people put down their hands and saluted, and were about to rush up to kill them, but they were quick. These white people immediately raised their hands with cotton cloths and looked horrified, and kept backing away, saying: "No, no, no, don't shoot, calm down, impulse is the devil!"

It turned out that after receiving Bora's signal, several of his men took out their weapons and pointed the cold barrel at Bill's head. One of his men said fiercely: "If you dare to move again, I can't guarantee that your head won't turn into... Watermelon. Boom, have you ever seen a smashed watermelon?"

really. Bill didn't dare to move. He was completely less arrogant than before. "My name is Bill. I'm from New York, USA. If you have something to say, let's talk it over. We don't need to use guns, right? It's just a squabble!"

As he spoke, he was about to push away the barrel of the gun that was pressing against his head. The pirate immediately kicked him, causing Bill's face to turn pale and he knelt on the ground vomiting.

Bora looked at Jiang Tian: "Mr. Jiang, what should we do with these guys?" If Bora had followed Bora's previous temperament, he would have just taken these people on the boat and thrown them into the sea to feed the fish.

Jiang Tiandao: "It's up to you!"

Bora turned to Bill and said: "The United States is very powerful, but you are not the president of the United States, so you are an American and have nothing to be proud of. I won't kill you today not because of your status as an American, but because you have a distinguished guest." Be present. You kneel here for ten minutes and you can get up after ten minutes. There is surveillance here. If I find out that you have not knelt for ten minutes, I will blow your head off immediately within 24 hours!"

Bora left, and then a strange sight appeared in the airport: 9 white people all kneeling on the ground.

I heard that someone pulled out a gun at the airport, and the police arrived after hearing the news. They tried to persuade the white people but they refused to get up. When they got tired of trying to persuade them, Bill directly yelled: "Damn it, what if my head is exploded?" Yes, are you worthy?"

If he hadn't been unable to lift his knees off the ground, he would have violently beaten these policemen.

"Neuropathy!"

The policeman said something and left.

Ten minutes later, Bill stood up tremblingly. His knees were in severe pain. His eight men were not much better. Some of them did not dare to stand up and sat directly on the ground.

Bill's face was grim, "You fucking stand up, go get the airport surveillance video, and then find out their identities, I will make them kneel for three days and three nights!"

In the car, Bora asked Jester, "Have you found out what the American guy named Bill is doing in Malaysia?"

Jester said: "I found out that he was dealing drugs with Big Fat Horse!"

In Bora's camp, Jester was responsible for intelligence, and he had some friendship with various leaders in Southeast Asia. Even if he didn't have any friendship, it was just a casual acquaintance.

"Let's go find the big fat horse!"

Soon, a motorcade stopped in a shantytown, but as soon as the car stopped, a dozen armed Malays rushed out from several exits, each dressed like a refugee.

Bora didn't even get out of the car. The one who got off was Jester. He said arrogantly: "Call out your big fat boss!"

"Who are you?"

Jester said: "You don't deserve to ask. I only give you one minute. After one minute, I haven't seen Big Fat Horse yet. Your boss Big Fat Horse has already cut you into pieces without me having to do anything." Got it!"

The subordinate's expression changed drastically, and he immediately rushed into the shanty town. Then a minute later, he saw a piece of meat trotting out.

Big fat horse, as fat as a bucket, wearing a super large Tang suit. When he saw Jester, his eyes immediately narrowed and he said enthusiastically: "Jester, old friend, why didn't you inform me in advance? I have to entertain you well!”

Jester smiled but said, "I came in a hurry, but I can't bear your way of hospitality!"

The big fat horse quickly waved away his men, and then said, "Talk inside!"

Jester shook his head, "I came here this time to ask you about someone!"

"Who is it, tell me!"

Jester said: "I met a group of American guys at the airport today. They are very arrogant. Their name is Bill. They are from New York. You must know where he comes from!"

The big fat horse's expression changed slightly, and the fat on his face trembled as he smiled: "How could I possibly know you!"

Jester said coldly, "Big fat horse, don't pretend to be stupid with me. Bill came to Malaysia to trade with you. Drug trade. He is brave enough now. If he dares to touch this door, he will be captured and shot sooner or later." !”

The big fat horse screamed like a pig, "Oh, Jester, you have wronged me. It is my turn to get involved in this hugely profitable industry. At most, I am just an intermediary, so I can get a little bit of help!"

"Stop talking nonsense, I don't care if you sell drugs or take drugs, just tell me who Bill is!" Jester said impatiently.

Big Fat Horse said: "I know him, but I am an intermediary. We have rules in this industry and we cannot leak customer information, otherwise we will not be able to get along in the future!"

Jester smiled and said: "Say it, Big Fat Horse, tell it, don't do this with me!" As he said, he grabbed a bundle of U.S. dollars from his pocket and stuffed it into Big Fat Horse's hand.

Big Fat Horse still insisted: "Jester, don't do this. In our line of work, we must adhere to principles and ethics. I really can't leak customer information."

Jester interrupted: "No, no, no, big fat horse. Principles and even chastity come with a price. I have always believed in this. Tell me all the information about that New York guy Bill. I can pay you $50,000." $50,000 commission!”

This time, the big fat horse didn't refuse any. He laughed and whispered: "Deal!" and then continued, "Bill, he is actually a senior member of the New York Mafia family in the United States. Of course, on the surface, He is a middle-level manager of a large bank and is famous for his ruthlessness. He once led someone to shoot all 24 members of a family to death. This man is not easy to mess with!"

Jester said: "Are there no others? Where is the family/? Which family is he from?"

"The Lewis Family of New York!"

Jester got what he wanted, smiled and patted Big Fat Ma on the shoulder, "Don't worry, Big Fat Ma, I won't leak you out, happy cooperation!"

The fat horse shrugged: "I didn't say anything. I went to the hot springs in Victoria today and saw no one!"

When the big fat horse disappeared into the shantytown, Jester cursed: "Damn, you fat pig!"

At this moment, in Shenhai City, in the villa of a certain Japanese businessman.

Beichen sat on his seat with a sword and a purple warrior uniform.

A white-robed warrior said respectfully in front of him: "Brother, we have been found out!"

Beichen spoke with a knife: "Say!"

When Beichen Yidao, who was only in his early 20s, came out, he was named the head disciple of the Beichen Sword Sect by the Grand Hero of the Shrine, officially establishing his identity as the heir of the clan. However, this did not go beyond everyone's expectations, because the previous generation of the Beichen Sword Sect The eldest sect is the head of the Beichen family, and the founder of the Beichen Sword Sect is the Beichen family.

Therefore, regardless of age, as long as he is a member of the same generation, he calls Beichen Yidao his senior brother.

The white-robed warrior said: "Junior Brother Jushou disappeared while chasing a Chinese named Jiang Tian. Jiang Tian also participated in that operation, but his identity is quite special!"

"Why is it special?"

The white-robed warrior said: "He is just a college student, not a scholar, expert, or military officer!"

"College student?" Beichen was stunned, "What qualifications do college students have to participate in military operations? Moreover, Jushou disappeared while chasing him. This Jiang Tian is definitely not normal. Amano, you should immediately take the troops to Jianghe." Remember, you must be careful when you capture someone, as China has started to pay attention to us recently!"

The white-robed warrior named Amano raised his head and glanced at Beichen Yida carefully, and then said: "Brother, that Jiang Tian is no longer in China!"

Beichen Yida frowned: "Where is he?"

"We found out that he got on a plane to Malaysia yesterday afternoon!"

Beichen Yida said: "Book a flight ticket immediately. I want to rush to Malay. At the same time, I will notify the Malay embassy and ask their intelligence personnel to help us find out Jiang Tian's whereabouts!" (To be continued...)