Chapter 443 You are saved

The red sunset dyed the desert and barren land at the foot of the mountain. A skinny black man, with an equally bony, barefooted little boy with a small belly, drove a group of goats slowly to the mountain village in the distance under the sunset.

"Most pirates in Somalia have embarked on this ferocious and violent road because of poverty. They spend ransom extorted locally. They build huge villas, buy imported expensive cars, open hotels, and give part of the harvest to poor people. Therefore, it is not only shameful to be a pirate in the local area. And most of the time, he is still a hero in the eyes of local residents and refugees, which is the profession they yearn for..."

Looking at the black and thin back gradually fading away, Zhang Weidong couldn't help but think of the situation about Somalia that Tang Guohe told him along the way, and also remembered the desolate and barrenness he saw along the way, with a complex look in his eyes.

Originally, he came with murderous intent to uproot the Pirate gang "Pantland Guards" that even his student's father dared to hijack, but this original murderous murder was gradually weakened along the way.

His eyes recovered from the two black men and the herd of goats that gradually disappeared in the distance, and Zhang Weidong looked at the town of El, known as the "hometown of pirates".

This is a rare prosperous town in Somalia. The port is full of boats, speedboats and even luxurious yachts. Although most of the houses in the town are dilapidated, they are one by one, showing the prosperity of the town.

One of them, including a building with a courtyard covering an area of at least 4,000 to 5,000 square meters, is particularly conspicuous in that dilapidated house, just like a crane standing out.

At the door of the courtyard stood a black man with live ammunition. With the high bulge of the chest muscles, you can feel the strong breath of them from afar.

"Mr. Zhang, that's where the headquarters of the 'Pentland Guard' is located. The last time we came, the hostage of the 'Tianfeng' cargo ship was held in the gray-white building on the single floor in the west." Tang Guohe put down the telescope in his hand and pointed to the building in the distance. After saying that, Tang Guohe turned his head and looked at Zhang Weidong with awe.

Tang Guohe was temporarily recruited to Beijing by the army commander of the group yesterday morning, that is, his father, by an emergency military opportunity, and then met Zhang Weidong and Dong Ming.

At the beginning, Tang Guohe couldn't believe that an old man and a young man could go deep into the pirate's nest to save the hostages. What's more, I can't believe that the captain of the Huya Special Forces will one day become a guide. However, the soldiers took obeying the order as their duty, and the order came from his own father. Tang Guohe suspected that no one dared to doubt his father.

However, when the three people arrived at the airport of the Somali capital by plane. When Zhang Weidong took Tang Guohe and Dongming's direct sword across the land of Somalia, Tang Guohe finally understood why he could only become a guide as the captain of his Huya Special Brigade.

Before Tang Guohe's words fell, Zhang Weidong's thoughts had already scattered towards the courtyard by the sea in the distance like a huge net.

Since that night, the mind inadvertently entered the chaotic atmosphere. Zhang Weidong's mind has long been condensed and powerful. As soon as the mind spread out, he clearly sensed that there were 25 people gathered in the single floor, and there were two strong pirates with AK47 assault rifles standing at the door.

"Twenty-five people! It seems that pirates are still very confident in themselves. Zhang Weidong locked the single building and sneered disdain at the corners of his mouth.

Tang Guohe told him that the number of hostages was exactly 25!

"Let's go to Dongming." Zhang Weidong's eyes flashed coldly. He reached out and grabbed Tang Guohe's thick and strong arm. He stepped down the mountain, and the man shot directly at the building in the distance like an arrow.

Seeing this, Dongming hurriedly ran Zhenyuan, and his feet kicked hard on the ground, and the man also shot down the mountain like an arrow.

Tang Guohe was grabbed by Zhang Weidong's arm. The sea breeze blew in front of me, and my ears were bulging, but my eyes couldn't be opened at all.

When the wind suddenly stopped, Tang Guohe opened his eyes and found himself standing in front of a locked iron door. The two pirates guarding the iron gate stood still, with their eyes full of frightened eyes.

There was no need for Zhang Weidong to open his mouth at all. Dong Ming had already reached out and grabbed the huge iron lock and pulled it violently. The iron lock clicked, broke it and fell to the ground, and then pushed open the iron door. Stand on the side with your hands.

Zhang Weidong nodded slightly, and then strode in with Tang Guohe.

In the cell, the smell rushed to the nose, and there were 25 dark-skinned Chinese men sitting or lying inside. Some of them still have some whiplashes on their bodies, but nothing serious.

When the iron gate was suddenly pushed open, I saw that it was not the pirates with live nuclear bombs, but two yellow-skinned men like them. The whole cell stared at them stupidly, and they couldn't realize what had happened for a moment.

"You are saved. I'm from Zhong**, and I've been ordered to rescue you." Tang Guohe stepped forward and saluted the crowd with an excited look, but his voice was calm and calm.

This is what Zhang Weidong explained before he came. They and Dong Ming only took action, and Tang Guohe was responsible for leading the way and contacting naval warships.

Seeing that Tang Guohe was familiar with the Chinese voice as soon as he opened his mouth, and he was also a middle ** person. The people in the cell first looked unbelievable, and then all of them silently shed tears for the rest of their lives after the disaster.

Now they are still in the pirate's nest, and they don't dare to make a sound.

Zhang Weidong glanced at the people who were silently crying, and finally fell on a middle-aged man who looked slightly similar to Lv Yafen.

The man's body has a whip wound, and the scars are not deep, but it also looks a little shocking.

"Your name is Lu Changjun, right?" Zhang Weidong walked to the man and asked.

"How do you know my name is Lu Changjun? Do you know me?" Lv Changjun looked at the young man in front of him in surprise, who did not look like a soldier, but Tang Guohe had a strong breath, and even his eyes were as sharp as a sword, which made people have no doubt that he was the real elite in the squadron.

"A safe report to your family as soon as you get out of danger. Your daughter is very worried about you! The whiplash you have suffered and the suffering you have suffered in these days, I will make the pirates pay the heavy price they deserve. Zhang Weidong patted Lv Changjun on the shoulder, and a wisp of true spirit full of wood vitality quietly flowed down the place where he pressed his hand to the whip wound. In this way, even if Lv Changjun did not use medicine after getting out of danger, the wound would heal quickly.

After saying that, under Lv Changjun's puzzled eyes, Zhang Weidong turned to Tang Guohe and said, "Dongming will stay and go back with you. You can contact the naval warship now and let them be ready to answer."

After saying that, Zhang Weidong walked out of the door.

Tang Guohe saw Zhang Weidong leave with his fanatical but awe-inspiring eyes. He didn't know if he would have the opportunity to carry out the task with Mr. Zhang, who was so mysterious and powerful that he was frightened when he thought of it, but he knew that he would never forget that there was such a powerful existence in the

"Teacher." When Zhang Weidong walked to the door, Dongming in the aisle bowed to Zhang Weidong reluctantly.

He heard what Zhang Weidong said to Tang Guohe. He wanted to stay and go back with Zhang Weidong, but his cultivation was limited. At present, he could not fly with the treasure, but he could not fly over the vast sea with his ability.

"I will often go to Qingcheng Mountain when I have time." Zhang Weidong patted Dongming on the shoulder and said.

Before, he did not know that the cultivation world of China had fallen to such an extent, and he did not know that there was another war that the world did not know in that special historical period. Now that he knows, as a member of the cultivation world, Zhang Weidong found that he could not stay out of himself with his own mentality. In this case, let the Chinese cultivation world rise in the Qingcheng faction.

After Zhang Weidong finished speaking, he left, leaving Dongming standing in place like mud.

There is still a secret of martial arts in the world that is not passed on by the sect, and the way of cultivation is to compete with heaven. Many of the mysteries of Taoism are realized when the previous life and death of the sect. It is precious. It is not my disciple who will never be passed on. Just like Dongming's understanding of breaking through the Qi practice period last time, it was almost obtained from the closing of the ghost door, and it was casually passed on to outsiders. This is also one of the reasons why Dongming maintained unparalleled respect for Zhang Weidong at such an old age, but it was not all because of his status as a Jindan monk. Therefore, since the last time he succeeded in building the foundation and received a lot of teachings from Zhang Weidong, although Dongming was extremely eager to listen to Zhang Weidong's teaching of Taoism again, he never dared to expect it. But Dongming never expected that Zhang Weidong promised to give more than he dared not expect.

"I will often go to Qingcheng Mountain when I have time." Zhang Weidong's voice before leaving echoed in Dongming's ears for a long time, and two lines of old tears hung out of his eyes unconsciously.

Since Boyah killed the leader and sat in the position of the leader of the "Pentland Guard", good luck seems to have been following him. The business at sea is getting bigger and smoother. The people, guns and ships under him are soaring at a terrible speed. Of course, his personal wealth is also soaring.

Luxury villas, expensive sports cars, and beautiful girls... Boyahe squandered the wealth he had gathered through violent means.

Boyah's mood today is like the sunny weather in Somalia, very good and hot, because today he just got two beautiful big buttocks black girls.

But before enjoying these two big-ass girls, Boya had to stuff his stomach first. Boyahe was very depressed when he was young. He had the experience of not eating a little food for two days and two nights, so he had a special preference for eating and vowed that he would never let himself be hungry in the future. So even if two big-ass black girls wriggle their buttocks in front of the snow-white dining table from time to time and make all kinds of seductive gestures, Boyah still enjoys the steak on the table and the Bordeaux wine from a French yacht, just like a gentleman.

He wants to enjoy the food on the table first, and then enjoy the two big-ass black girls on the table.

"Report leader, a Chinese gentleman wants to see you." While Boyah was enjoying the food on the table, a soldier shouted at the door. To be continued) RQ