The Road to Slaying God

The iron door was opened. Zhang Yang and Aze were stunned. Even Enderbulton was shocked. Obviously, he didn't know what was in the iron cabinet. He just knew that Liu Biao's backpacks and gold items were It's all put in here.

Looking at the iron cabinet, the three people's hearts beat wildly, no, it beat wildly.

First of all, what caught the attention of the three people were dozens of gold bars. Of course, there were not many gold bars, but the unique luster and charm of the gold bars occupied most of their eyes.

Just for a moment, the three people's eyes fell on the spaces one by one. U.S. dollars, U.S. dollars, all of them were U.S. dollars. One of the boxes was euros, occupying less than one-tenth of the space.

At the same time, almost immediately, Zhang Yang saw the banknotes that Liu Biao had brought back. The banknotes were not yet dry and were wet. They were thrown casually into the bottom corner, looking pitiful... How much is this?

Zhang Yang calculated desperately, first determining that a stack of banknotes should be worth ten thousand, and then frantically calculating the length, width and height.

Ten million!

twenty million!

thirty million!

…

At least around 92 million, and it’s US dollars! Of course, this does not include the dozens of gold bars, which are worth at least millions of dollars.

Zhang Yang and Aze felt their hearts tightening. This was the first time they saw so much money. This was real money!

Why did this pirate prepare so much cash?

Why?

Is it to win over some tribal forces?

Or do you want to build your own political power?

Obviously, this will become an eternal mystery, a mystery that no one can solve, because the person involved has died under Yin Mei's sharp claws and fangs... "What are your thoughts?" Zhang Yang came back to his senses and calmed down. , smiled slightly, and looked at Embleton, who had a dull look on his face.

"No... I don't dare... I don't dare..." Enderbulton swallowed a mouthful of saliva and quickly waved his hands: "This is all yours, yours. As long as you don't kill me, it's all yours..."

"I want to ask you a question, if all this money belongs to you, can you take the place of your boss?" Zhang Yang threw out the bait.

"ah……"

For a moment, Embleton's brain fell into chaos. Even if the money here was given to him one ten thousandth, he would be ecstatic. If it were all given to him, he would hardly even think about it, even though he was very famous. , however, just because he is somewhat famous, the boss is also particularly wary of him, and also lets him do things like kidnapping oil tankers on the front line, which shows that his weight in the organization is almost negligible.

"No wonder your boss asked you to hijack the oil tanker. It seems..." Zhang Yang sighed and shook his head.

"No, no... I don't need so much money. I only need half. I only need half. I can take my boss's place in one day. Half is enough. Half, one day, give me one day!" There was a hint of fanaticism in Embleton's eyes, which seemed to be about to spark.

"Haha, do you have this ability?" Zhang Yang and Aze looked at each other and smiled. This Enderbulton was actually very interesting. He was not greedy, knew how to measure, and had a small appetite. It seemed that this kind of person was easy to control.

"This does not require skill. In Somalia, as long as you have money, you can build an army. In Somalia, there are not many things, only people. Five-year-old children can play with guns. If you have money, there are people. I will work hard for you, I believe, as long as you give me one day, one day will be enough for me!”

The enthusiasm in Enderbulton's eyes continued unabated, and he swore to Zhang Yang with great determination, constantly emphasizing the time of "one day".

"Tell me, where do you start?" Zhang Yang found a chair and sat down, looking at ease.

"Easy, too easy. In fact, my hometown is in Mogadishu. Our village is very poor. Poverty, hunger, disease, and war are always hanging over our people. If I have money, I can Of course, it takes a long process to make our tribe strong overnight, but one day is enough to build a power that no one dares to underestimate. We have money, we have people, and we have weapons. Who are we afraid of in Somalia? But...but..." Enderbulton was a little incoherent, a little crazy, even a little neurotic.

"But what?"

"Although I am very famous among Somali pirates now, I have no prestige. If, as you said, I can negotiate the terms for the four Sibneft oil tankers, then the weight of my words will be much heavier. ..." Embleton said with a sigh.

"Those four oil tankers are not controlled by your boss?" Zhang Yang asked doubtfully.

"No, they belong to three forces respectively. Our force only controls one ship, while the other two pirate organizations control three of them. It is precisely because they belong to several pirate organizations and the asking prices are different. In addition, the middlemen want to obtain maximum benefits, so these four oil tankers have been unable to negotiate terms with Russia's Sibneft."

Finally, Embleton revealed the problem of the four oil tankers of the Siberian Oil Company, and this problem became the first problem that Embleton and Zhang Yang needed to solve immediately.

"Well, I will find a way to solve this problem, but I would like to see how you can build a surprising power in one day!" Zhang Yang said with a smile.

"Okay, let's settle the matter here. You and I will go to our village immediately. Wherever we go, you will understand what I said!"

Embleton's tone was full of confidence. At this moment, Zhang Yang felt that this guy who was a little humble at first was now full of domineering. Zhang Yang couldn't help but think about the general's words. Could it be that money can really change a person's mentality? ?

Power can really be reflected in money!

Suddenly, Zhang Yang was full of interest in Embleton. If Embleton could become a powerful person in just one day, then it can only be said that the power of money is too powerful.

Zhang Yang didn't know that in Somalia, money is power, and power is money. Here, except for religious beliefs that can compete with money, no power is the opponent of money. With money, there are manpower, weapons, and money. Manpower and weapons equal power. This is a complex yet simple truth.

Compared with other places, money is particularly important in the country of Somalia. If you are in a peaceful country with ample food, clothing, and food, you may not necessarily have people who work hard for you if you have money. However, in Somalia, people will work hard for more than a dozen dollars.

Zhang Yang did not continue to discuss how to cooperate with Embleton in depth. Now, he needed to see Embleton's influence to see if it was really what he said. Now, the first thing that needs to be done is to clean up the yard. These more than forty corpses must be dealt with immediately. Although human life is not valuable in Somalia, if more than forty people die at once, it may cause a big shock. It even alarmed the international media. Moreover, the identity of the deceased was an influential pirate leader. Perhaps, there was a huge force behind him.

After Yinmei took a comfortable bath, she hid in Zhang Yang's pocket and went to sleep. Everyone cleaned up the old man together, found some medicine in the house, fed it to the old man, bandaged the wound, and gave him some liquid. After eating the food, the old man fell asleep in a daze. During this period, he seemed to wake up and glance at Zhang Yang, shouted, and closed his eyes again. Presumably, he thought he was dreaming...under Zhang Yang's surveillance. , Embleton made a phone call, and within two hours, a dilapidated jeep arrived dragging more than twenty ragged black men. The body of this jeep could no longer be seen, and it was everywhere. The place was full of people, and there were even people on top of them.

Zhang Yang made a detailed count and found that twenty-eight people were actually seated in this jeep that was limited to five people. Liu Biao was so impressed that he couldn't even imagine in his big head that a jeep that could only seat 5 people was equivalent to a Yanjing 212. Why can a similar off-road jeep seat so many people? In China, even a more crowded minibus can only seat 20 to 30 people.

A group of people seemed to be farmers who had never seen the world in the countryside. They got off the car at the entrance of the yard. When they walked into the huge yard, they all shrank and looked very scared. Their clothes were also very tattered, like beggars entering. Rich family.

Obviously, this group of people should be working as part-time workers in nearby cities, because many of them still hold some tools and other things in their hands. It is said that these people are all natives of the Enderbulton tribe, and they usually gather together in big cities. I work odd jobs there and make ends meet.

However, soon, this group of pitiful and weak black people who looked like beggars surprised Zhang Yang and the other three.

(To be continued)