Chapter 2225 Dollar Offensive

Lin Feng spat fiercely. 5 billion US dollars, why don't you go and rob it.

"Major Dashiell, are you kidding me!" Lin Feng said coldly.

5 billion, give you 5 billion US dollars, I can create a god and hire a few mercenary groups to kill you pirates hundreds of times. Lin Feng glared at Major Dashiell, this guy didn't look like he was here to negotiate.

"Are you kidding me? We Somalis never joke, 5 billion US dollars, pay the money and release the ship immediately, otherwise if you miss a word, not only your ship can't leave, even you..." Major Dashiell pointed at Lin Feng and others, grinning a few times, "Humph, no one can leave. By then, what I want is not 5 billion, but 50 billion US dollars."

The skinny Somali pirates around were laughing wildly with their worn-out AK47s, and some pirates even fired a few rounds of bullets into the sky, reminding Lin Feng that they were in the lair of Somali pirates at the moment.

"Boss, these pirates are violent, we must be ready to break out at any time." Li Rui quietly instructed the other seven bodyguards who came with Lin Feng, and reminded Monk Xukong and Taoist Qingfeng to be ready at any time.

"Haha, the richest man in the world, I really want you to refuse to pay the ransom, so that I can detain you and extort 50 billion US dollars! Haha, then we can settle in the United States and enjoy the life of the rich!" Major Dashiell laughed, looking at Lin Feng like a cat playing with a mouse.

Lin Feng's eyes were like knives. Although he was nervous in his heart, he was not panicked on the surface.

"Major Dashiell, do you really think I came here without any preparation?" Lin Feng sneered.

"Prepared? Just with you guys?" Dashiell pointed at Li Rui and others behind Lin Feng with disdain. There was no body search before the negotiation, but based on what Li Rui and his men were wearing, they only had a few pistols on them, while they had seventy or eighty submachine guns on their side, which was enough to sweep Lin Feng and his party into a colander in one round.

Lin Feng smiled and slapped the table with his big hand.

"Get started!" Lin Feng shouted angrily.

Lin Feng said this in Chinese. Dashier was still wondering what Lin Feng said. Then he felt a black screen in front of his eyes. He was held hostage by the two bodyguards who had been with Lin Feng before, one on the left and one on the right. Before Major Dashier could resist, all his weapons were removed. When the Somali pirates around him reacted, they had already successfully controlled Dashier.

"FUCK!" Dashier cursed and struggled desperately. He was controlled by someone at the first sight. This was really a great shame. But obviously, under the control of Monk Xukong and Taoist Qingfeng, Major Dashier's struggle was more like a twist than a struggle.

The Somali pirates around him were shocked and angry that Major Dashier was captured. They pointed their worn-out AK47s at Lin Feng and his group. However, since their leader was captured, they were afraid to take any action.

Lin Feng smiled secretly. It seemed that Major Dashier still had a little prestige here. He called himself a major, which was still a bit reliable. Unlike some extremely vicious places, when the leader is captured, the remaining members will immediately kill the enemy and the leader, and then choose a leader. If he encounters such a person, Lin Feng can only consider himself unlucky.

"Okay, Major Dashiell, I think we can have a good talk now."

Lin Feng took out two cigars with a smile, lit one himself, and put the other into Major Dashiell's mouth and lit it for him.

"Take a puff and see how it feels?" Lin Feng exhaled a puff of smoke and said with a smile.

Dashiell was stunned for a moment, then followed Lin Feng's example and took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled.

"How is it, how does it feel?" Lin Feng said with a smile.

Major Dashiell nodded. In the past, he had seen cigars in several movie posters smuggled in several hijacked cargo ships. In Major Dashiell's mind, cigars were smoked by the upper class in the United States, and they were not something that poor people like them could enjoy. They dared not even think about it. Unexpectedly, today he could actually smoke a cigar, which was something Dashiell had never dared to think about before.

"How does it taste?" Lin Feng asked again.

"I don't know, but it smells good, and it feels good, very much like Hollywood." Major Dashiell thought of the male protagonist in the movie poster, holding a cigar, sitting on a luxurious leather sofa, counting a handful of dollars, and his heart trembled. I don't know when he can live such a life.

"Do you like this kind of life?" Lin Feng asked.

"I like it, of course I like it, I'm afraid no one would want to live like us." Major Dashiell pointed to himself and the Somali pirates around him. Although they are called Somali pirates by the outside world, in fact , if you remove the AK47 in their hands, they really look like a group of people who ran away from the refugee camp. Too poor, the poorest among them, except for a pair of kù 衩on their bodies, nothing else.

"Come on." Lin Feng threw several cigars to the Somali pirates holding AK47s. "How do you think it tastes?" Lin Feng and many other Somali pirates passed it around, and everyone took a puff and asked.

"Good stuff, so fragrant. I want to eat it." A pirate's eyes almost popped out.

"Me too, I've never smelled something so fragrant. And after taking a puff, people feel refreshed, more addictive than taking drugs." A pirate exclaimed.

Many pirates discussed the cigar one after another, completely forgetting the fact that their leader was still in Lin Feng's hands. Soon, the few cigars Lin Feng threw over were eaten by many pirates. However, there were seventy or eighty pirates in the surrounding area, and there were only a few cigars. It was the first time for all the pirates to smoke, so they were definitely not satisfied. Just like eating, if you just start eating and then it’s gone, then don’t mention it if you’re hungry.

"Do you want to be able to smoke cigars, drink red wine, and sit in the shadows every day from now on?" Lin Feng looked at the many pirates and said with a smile.

Many pirates did not wait for their leader, Major Dashiell, to answer, and nodded in unison, "Yes!"

This word "thinking" is particularly loud and powerful. The kind of life that Lin Feng mentioned is what they have always dreamed of, what they have always pursued, and what they have always said. Especially after tasting this cigar, these pirates became even more yearning for a new life.

"You bastard, shut up!" Major Dashiell just woke up at this moment and immediately yelled. If Lin Feng is allowed to trick him like this again, all of his subordinates will become Lin Feng's people. "I'm still in the hands of the enemy!"

Many pirates were awakened by the scolding, their distant eyes suddenly turned into fierce ones, and their guns were pointed at Lin Feng and his party again.

"Major Dashiell, do you want to prevent them from living a wealthy life?" Lin Feng smiled slightly, "They put their lives on their waists to become pirates. What do they want? Isn't it just to have enough food and clothing, and to be able to earn a living?" Wife, do you want to raise a child? Now they can obviously create a better life, like those rich people in Hollywood movies, do you want to stop them from pursuing happiness? "

The pirates around him nodded when they heard this. Yes, they took their lives to become pirates instead of their destiny, just to gain glory and wealth. Now the glory and wealth are in front of them, and the richest man in the world is in front of them. Lin Feng can make them billionaires by pulling out their hair. You Although he is the leader, he can't stop the brothers from getting rich!

"Bastards, are you crazy? I am your boss. Are you going to shoot me? FUCK! Now that we have tied him up, we can still create gods and fight for glory and wealth!" Dahir roared.

The pirates around him trembled, thought for a moment, and continued to point their guns at Lin Feng. What the boss said was that instead of taking refuge in Lin Feng, it would be better to follow the boss and tie up Lin Feng. That would be more direct and reliable.

"FUCK!" Dahir cursed several times, then pointed at Lin Feng, "I'm warning you, don't try to poison my people again, or I'll kill you!"

Lin Feng smiled lightly.

"Kill me and your dreams of glory and wealth will be ruined. And don't forget that you are still in my hands. You will definitely die before I die. And if I say, whoever bails me out, I will give 100 Ten thousand dollars, how many people do you think will respond?" Lin Fengxiao said.

1000000? You are the richest man in the world, will they give up for 1 million? Major Dashiell snorted coldly.

"Open the box!" Lin Feng shouted.

Li Rui opened the two suitcases he carried with him.

"Money, money~~~, it's all US dollars!" There was a burst of exclamation from all around.

U.S. dollars, these two suitcases were filled with U.S. dollars. The white U.S. dollars shone in the sunlight, dazzling the surrounding pirates. Including the pirate leader Major Dashiell, he also looked like a pig at the moment, eloquent, and wanted to swallow these dollars immediately.

"I'll kill whoever comes!" Li Rui and seven bodyguards pointed their pistols at the pirates who couldn't help but want to get closer.

Many pirates looked away, the money was too attractive to them. These people have never seen so much money in their lives. But guns are deadly, but with so many people here and so much money, I can fight hard.

"Li Rui, withdraw the money." Lin Feng chuckled.

Li Rui was stunned for a moment, then decisively followed Lin Feng's suggestion and threw the two suitcases in his hands into the air. A full two million US dollars in bills were flying in the air like snowflakes.

Wow! All of a sudden, the pirates around him screamed and threw away their AK47s and grabbed the banknotes flying in the sky. Whoever grabbed it at this time would be his, and those who were one step behind would cost many dollars less. In Somalia, you can have enough food for a month with just $100.

"Major Dashiell, look, if I kill you and leave at this time, I'm afraid no one will care. As for your people in the sea, I think the same two boxes of money can be used to create gods? Even if it's done, No, I'm offering $2 million to find someone to kill your people in the Gulf of Aden. Do you think it's difficult?" Lin Fengxiao said.

"You...what do you want to do?" Major Dashiell was really scared at this moment. The man in front of him was so terrifying. Two million U.S. dollars, this is 2 million U.S. dollars, and he just threw it away like this. It’s terrible!

mob! Lin Feng glanced at the pirates looting around him and snorted coldly.

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