"Hey, hey, don't be so disgusting, okay? There are a lot of people here!" When the old man saw the three of them hugging each other and ignoring him, he immediately walked up to Zhang Yang in dissatisfaction and patted him.

"Ah...ah...was...I have a wife..."

A miserable scream made the people in the village look sideways. Everyone's eyes were dazzled. Liu Biao's thick arm had already pulled the old man into the middle of the three people. The three people hugged the old man tightly. The poor old man's skinny body

Being squeezed into a tight space by three big men, I felt dizzy and had difficulty breathing...

After a while of fighting, Zhang Yang was in a much better mood. It was none of his business what a different space, a big man in golden armor, or a million battleships!

People crowded around Zhang Yang and walked towards their newly built house. This was a newly built house with a mixed structure of bricks and tiles and wood. Next to it was a spacious classroom where the old man taught English and Chinese to some black people. In Somalia

, although most people know a little bit of English, only the locals can understand it. The colloquialism is very serious, so the old man also taught some English and Chinese knowledge during the brainwashing.

When walking into the village, Liu Biao, Aze, and the old man were always surrounding Zhang Yang, standing out from his position.

This is the rule of the game agreed upon by the old man. Zhang Yang must be the spiritual leader of the entire village. Naturally, the status of this leader needs to be set off by them. Otherwise, it will be difficult to create a feeling of envoy to the locals.

Sure enough, when the villagers saw the old man Aze and Liu Biao, they all looked respectful to Zhang Yang. Immediately, they respected Zhang Yang more and more, and their eyes were full of piety when they looked at Zhang Yang.

The old man's brainwashing day and night for more than two months has finally achieved a certain effect. Although Zhang Yang has not stayed in the village for a few days, his status has been quite consolidated and his influence has surpassed Endebur's.

In fact, Enderbul himself had never thought about taking Zhang Yang's place. Even if he wanted to replace the old man, he couldn't do it. It wasn't that he didn't want to replace him, but that he didn't have the ability. Now, Enderbul's admiration for the old man has reached the point of admiration. Many things,

Enderboer didn't even think about it. The old man arranged everything in perfect order.

Endebure believes that even if all the funds are given to him, he will never be able to achieve the influence he has now, let alone get such strong support from the tribe. Now, the entire tribe of Endebure has unconditional support for the old man. They

The only thing I hope for is that my village can be included in the old man's planning and construction as soon as possible.

Somali farmers are in great need of capital and technology injection. Within a radius of nearly two hundred kilometers in this village, almost all electricity, communications, and transportation have been paralyzed... This is a very large hall with black floor tiles.

It feels very dignified and solemn.

When Zhang Yang saw a giant root-carved tea placed in the middle of the hall, he almost thought he had arrived in China. The decoration style of this living room was very simple, but almost all of it was designed according to Chinese habits.

There is a root-carved coffee table, antique wooden chairs, and a complete set of tea sets. On the wall, there are some copied Chinese landscape paintings. Next to the wall, there is an antique shelf with some Chinese handicrafts... "How about it?"

The old man hugged the old woman beside him and said proudly.

"That's right...Old man, there are so many people here, can't you be more careful?"

The gentle old woman's face suddenly turned red. She broke away from the old man's arm and walked to the coffee table. She started to wash the tea set and tea very gracefully. Her movements were smooth and smooth. It seemed that this old woman had been trained by the old man who loved to enjoy.

Quite outstanding, Zhang Yang couldn't help but sigh secretly. Many times, he really envied the love between the old man and the old woman. This kind of love was very weak, but it was very lasting.

This living room seemed to be isolated from the locals. When everyone came in, everyone except Enderbul dispersed and did not enter the living room. Zhang Yang estimated that ordinary people were not allowed to enter this living room without the old man's permission.

The few of them sat down without speaking, all looking quietly at the old woman's slender white hands dancing with the tea set.

The old woman's expression was very focused, and soon, the huge living room was filled with the aroma of tea. Obviously, this is this year's new tea, and now is a good time to drink new tea.

The living room is very quiet, which is a sign of respect for the old woman.

Liu Biao followed the old man every day, and he actually had a touch of culture, and he looked at the coffee table with serious eyes.

The tea ceremony is something that requires concentration and concentration.

After a few "phoenix nods", the small tea cups were filled with yellow-green tea. The old woman divided the cups one by one. She nodded kindly to everyone and entered the room inside. Obviously, she and the old man should be there.

bedroom.

It’s not surprising that the old woman entered the room to make a show of herself. The old man’s patriarchal ideas were even worse than his own, and he never allowed the old woman to participate in any decision-making.

In the words of the old man: Everything changes once a woman intervenes. As a woman, it’s better to be a good wife and mother!

"Old man, how have you been lately?" After everyone drank the tea, Zhang Yang glanced at the disappearing old woman.

"Fortunately...I'm ready to have a baby..." The old man suddenly blushed.

"ah……"

The old man's answer was incomprehensible. Zhang Yang almost fell to the ground and looked at the old man in disbelief. The old man was over sixty years old, and the old woman was at least fifty. It was impossible to have a child at this age.

Tan.

"Ahem...yes...the doctor checked and said it's possible. It is recommended to give birth, otherwise it will be more dangerous..." The old man had a fever on his face.

"Then...congratulations..."

Zhang Yang glanced blankly at Liu Biao and Aze who were snickering, not knowing what to say.

"Hehe, no need, no need, you are all the godfathers of this child, so his growth depends on you." The old man chuckled.

"Hey...he is our equal, okay? You are already over sixty..." Liu Biao was startled. Although he usually looked before the old man, but subconsciously, he still regarded the old man as his elder.

Yes, besides, the age gap is too big. Even if Liu Biao wanted to treat the old man as a brother, he would not be able to pass the psychological test.

"Why not pick up a cheap godfather?"

"..." Liu Biao looked at Zhang Yang and opened his mouth, unable to speak.

"Brother Biao, you also said that the old man is over sixty." Aze stood up and went to the coffee table to refill tea for everyone.

"oh……"

Liu Biao immediately understood what Zhang Yang meant. Obviously, the old man was over sixty years old, and he was definitely not equipped to raise an unborn child. When the child was twenty years old, he would already be over eighty years old. Naturally, he would not be able to raise an unborn child.

It's up to them to take care of it.

"Hey." The old man had a proud expression on his face, as if some annihilation plan had succeeded.

"Old man, how is the village lately?" Finally, the conversation got to the point.

"Not bad. The people here are simple and honest. As long as there are some benefits, some means, and some religious ideas, it is easy to win the hearts of the people. You should have seen it on the way back. The construction here has basically taken a certain shape. I believe it will not take half a year.

There will be results when the time comes..."

"How is the killer's training?" This is the topic that Zhang Yang is most concerned about.

"This is easier. Many people here have been exposed to weapons since they were very young. Almost all of them are born killers. However, they can't even pass the cultural class. To be a killer, you not only need to be able to play with guns, but also learn fighting skills.

They speak the languages ​​​​of many countries and need to know some computer knowledge... There is no way for them to go out to perform tasks for the time being, but it is more than enough to rob and kidnap oil tankers in the Gulf of Aden..."

Zhang Yang couldn't help but be silent for a while. He had always regarded training killers as too simple. He didn't expect that being a killer was so complicated. However, if he thought about it carefully, it was true. An excellent killer not only needs to be able to kill people. In a strange country,

You need to be able to communicate with local people, understand local maps, and be familiar with local living habits and culture. This is a very complex subject, and most young people in Somalia are illiterate. If they are arranged to go to a strange place,

The state was on a mission to kill someone, and he probably got lost before the person was found... However, Zhang Yang was pleased that kidnapping an oil tanker in the sea did not require any technical skills, as long as the weapons and crime tools were advanced, at least, Aden

You can find enough funds and don't have to worry about stopping training and construction due to lack of funds.

"How's the funding situation?"

"Don't worry about this. Even if it's done in full swing, it doesn't cost much at all. The construction of those roads requires more labor, and it's just a simple road. Now the conditions for building cement-hardened roads do not allow it. Many construction machinery here

None... By the way, this time we smuggled a batch of seed crops from China and have distributed them to the surrounding villagers..." The old man glanced at Enderbur intentionally or unintentionally.

"Yes, I understand." Zhang Yang nodded and did not continue to talk about this topic. Controlling the seeds of the village is a strategic issue, which is different from the construction of the village. Endebure must be guarded against and cannot be let him know.

"By the way, how was the last deal for the four oil tankers?" Zhang Yang asked, looking at Enderbur.

"The transaction of three oil tankers was completed, but the other oil tanker is controlled by my hostile forces..."

"Hostile forces?" Zhang Yang couldn't help but frown. Even before it started, there were already hostile forces. This feeling made him feel very bad.

"It's my former force." Endebure explained: "Now this force regards me as its number one enemy and threatens to avenge the former leader. We have been tracking their location, but the other party is very cunning and keeps moving.

In addition to the intensive construction in the village, the young men are not familiar with the situation at sea, so they have not taken any action..."

"...Well, if the reward continues, whoever can provide the exact location of the tanker will be rewarded two hundred thousand dollars." Zhang Yang said calmly.

"Two hundred thousand dollars..." Enderbull's eyes suddenly widened.

"Just do what I want."

Looking at the surprised Endebure, Zhang Yang couldn't help but sigh. After all, this pirate was not someone who wanted to do big things, but he was reluctant to part with a mere two hundred thousand dollars.

For Zhang Yang, he would rather pay 200,000 US dollars to find clues. As long as the tanker is found, even if all the crew members on it are dead, Zhang Yang can get a huge commission. Of course, Zhang Yang believes that as long as the tanker is found, he will completely

It is possible to seize a tanker without even realizing it.

"yes!"

Enderbur was startled and stood up suddenly.

Ever since Zhang Yang came back, Endebure had felt a huge pressure. It seemed that this young man had changed a lot compared to two months ago. He didn't know how to describe it. He just felt that this young man was so different in every move he made.

Full of undoubted majesty, those pale eyes seemed to be able to see through his internal organs. In fact, not only him, but also the old man, A Ze, and Liu Biao all felt the obvious changes in Zhang Yang.

This change is very subtle. It no longer has the arrogance of showing off its brilliance, nor does it have the sharp and eye-catching momentum before. The current publicity feels more substantial, just like ancient Chinese antiques, with profound cultural deposits.

Nowadays, the air of publicity and power is stronger, and the murderous intention is much restrained.

An expression, an action, a word, all give people a heavy pressure, an extremely heavy pressure.

"Go and find the target as soon as possible. We have to leave for a while recently." Zhang Yang waved to Endebure naturally. The wave gesture was natural and inadvertent, like a leader leading thousands of troops.

"yes!"

Enderboer strode out without any hesitation, as if he was about to complete an extremely glorious task.

When Enderbull walked out, the hall suddenly fell into a depressing silence, and three pairs of eyes fell on Zhang Yang.

"Haha, what's wrong?" Zhang Yang looked at the old man and Liu Biao Aze and said with a smile.
To be continued...