Chapter 445 Loyal Servant [Sent]

After watching Boyah's eyes rolling on the ground for five minutes indifferently, Zhang Weidong temporarily lifted his ban.

Zhang Weidong lifted the ban. Even if Boyah is also a big shot in the dangerous sea of Somalia. At this time, he was also gasping for breath, with endless fear in his dull eyes, like an old man who was ill and old, but there was no such thing as the prestige of the pirate king in the past.

"Mr. Boyahe, are you still interested in trying the wonderful taste of another spell?" Zhang Weidong saw that Boyahe was still gasping for breath, and his whole body seemed to have lost his soul. He couldn't help sneering from the corners of his mouth and said lightly.

Zhang Weidong's light voice fell into Boyah's ears like the horrible sound of demons from the abyss of hell. Boyahe jumped up from the ground and looked at Zhang Weidong in horror and waved his hand repeatedly and said, "Your honorable oriental wizard, I swear in my grandmother's name that Boyahe will be your loyal servant from today on. Please don't let me try other spells."

Zhang Weidong didn't expect that the famous pirate king could not stand the toss so much that he suddenly raised his hand and surrendered, and surrendered so completely that he had no interest in torturing him for a while.

Zhang Weidong didn't think about it. The wizard is not much different from the immortals in Boyahe's eyes. No matter how strong mortals are, they have an innate fear of that unknown and mysterious existence. Moreover, Zhang Weidong has just let Boyahe tasted "the wonderful taste of immortality..." Because he is used to living a life of drunken life and dreaming, how can Boyahe, who has worn away the iron-blooded spirit of the past, "strong, can go on?"

"Since you don't accept my good intentions, let's talk about it later. By the way, the spell just now occurs every two years. Of course, if Mr. Boyahh behaves to my satisfaction, I think I will help you relieve this spell before the deadline of every two years comes. Of course, if Mr. Boyah's performance can't satisfy me, it's a pity that you will roll on the ground until you take your last breath like today. Zhang Weidong walked to the super-large terrace of the villa, looked at the beautiful harbor dozens of meters away, and said lightly.

Hearing Zhang Weidong's words, Boyahe's hair stood up and hurriedly followed out. He said with an extremely humble attitude, "Your honorable master, please rest assured that the loyal Boyahe will do his best to serve you."

"Is it? Then why are you still standing here? Why don't you send someone to pick up my Chinese friends and send them out of here!" Zhang Weidong's voice suddenly cooled down. Hearing this, Boyahe remembered that there was still a group of Chinese people in the cell in the west, and he felt so regretful! I thought I had made another big deal. I thought I had received millions of dollars, but I didn't expect it to attract this oriental wizard who was more terrible than the demon released in hell. However, at this time, it was obviously not a regret, Boyah hurriedly said, "Yes, distinguished master, I will invite them out now. I don't know if I need to invite them here to meet you?"

"No, there are already my students in the cell. He knows what to do." Zhang Weidong waved his hand. Boyah heard that there had already been an oriental wizard student guarding the cell. He was so scared that his face was pale. He hurriedly answered respectfully, and then hurriedly turned around and left.

When he left, Boyah specifically told the two big-ass black girls to serve the oriental wizard on the oversized balcony, his new master.

On the other side of the cell, Dongming stood at the door with a plain look. Tang Guohe was still standing in the cell with the hostages.

As time went by bit, the surprise of the hostages when they saw the appearance of the motherland soldiers gradually turned into fear and uneasiness.

They know more about the ferocity of pirates than anyone else, and they also know that there are a large number of armed pirates inside and outside the courtyard. There are many pirate speedboats parked on the other side of the harbor, and there are also many pirates on it.

They have 25 people. How can such a large group of people rush out of this courtyard? How to leave El Town after rushing out? This is the "land of pirates"! Not to mention them, even the Somali government forces dare not easily break into this area.

Up to now, they have seen no one else except that Tang Guohe, who is with them, looks like a powerful special forces soldier, one is a little white-faced and the other is an old man with a white beard.

Is this China's special forces? Can such a trio save these 25 people?

The more they think about it, the more the hostages in the cell feel that it is as unreliable as the Arabian Nights. Of course, the more I think about it, the more panicked and uneasy I am.

When the hostages became more and more panicked, suddenly there were messy footsteps and words that no one could understand in the aisle, and the hostages were completely panicked.

They can't be more familiar with such a strange language.

Although only Tang Guohe was curious, he still stood calmly in his cell and saw the magic of Zhang Weidong. Now even if the hostages are imprisoned in the Pentagon in the United States, he has no doubt that Zhang Weidong has the ability to save people.

Tang Guohe can be so calm, not to mention Dongming. He watched a group of black people outside the door, led by a tall black man with a knife on his forehead, hurried this way, and his eyes couldn't help narrowing.

Of course, the leading black man was Boyah. He saw a white-bearded old man standing at the door of the cell from afar. Although he wondered why this looked more like an oriental wizard, and why the old white-bearded old man, who looked much older, was a student of his new master, he still stood far away. Gesture, his mouth is still muttering in English, indicating that he is here to let go.

I can't help it. I just suffered from the oriental wizard, and Boyahe doesn't want to suffer again.

Although Dongming can't understand Boyahe's bird language, he has already known that since the teacher has come out, how can these niggas still have the opportunity to come here to make trouble? So seeing this, he beckoned to Boyahe honestly and rudely.

Seeing this, Boyahe dared to step forward.

When Boyahe came forward, Tang Guohe had also come out of his cell. As soon as Boya He saw Tang Guohe, he noticed the strong iron-blooded breath of soldiers emanating from him.

If it had been in the past, Boyahe would have been highly vigilant when he met such a person, but today he is more afraid of Dongming, a white-bearded old man. As for Tang Guohe, the lieutenant colonel captain of the Huya Special Forces of the Republic, he has become an insignificant figure.

"I don't understand what this nigger said. You'd better tell him." When Dong Ming saw Tang Guohe coming out, he smiled easily.

"Yes, senior." Tang Guohe nodded, and then walked to Boyahe to start a formal exchange.

In a few words, Tang Guohe figured out Boyahe's identity and the purpose of his coming here. Although he had been prepared for a long time, the leader of the Puntland Guard rushed to release people in person after only a few minutes. Tang Guohe was still secretly shocked. Of course, he also worshipped Zhang Weidong more and more in awe.

Tang Guohe was secretly shocked. When the hostages saw the famous leader Boya He personally accompanying them with a smiling face and asking them to leave the damn cell, all the hostages almost thought they were daydreaming.

Is it possible that the boss paid the ransom? No, Officer Tang made it clear that they were here to rescue them. Besides, even if the boss paid the ransom, there was no need to accompany Bo Yahe in person to his smiling face to invite them out. It's a thank-sage that he didn't ask many people to kick them out with guns. However, soon, the hostages found that Boyah's cheeks and corners of his mouth were swollen, and there were marks that were obviously stepped on by his shoes. After the hostages found this, they were more surprised than found out that Boyah had come to invite them out in person.

God, there are still people in Somalia who can step on Boyah's head with their feet. Who should it be? Could it be the white and tender young man? No, this is absolutely impossible!

"Officer Tang, where is the comrade just now? Isn't he going with us?" Standing on the familiar deck again, watching the coast keep waving goodbye to them, as if they were very reluctant pirates, Lu Yafen's father, Lv Changjun, finally couldn't resist his curiosity and asked cautiously.

The rest of the people on the deck also looked at Tang Guohe curiously when they heard the words.

"From today on, you have to forget that person, and you can't mention him to anyone. Remember, no matter who asks, you have to say that you are the officers and soldiers of the Republic's special forces who rescued them from the pirate den. Tang Guohe looked at the disappearing town of El and replied coldly.

"And me, you forget it too!" An old but infated voice sounded behind them, which was the white-bearded old man who had always been regarded as the oldest "special forces" in the history of the Republic.

Looking at Tang Guohe's cold expression and the old face that had long passed to be a special forces soldier, everyone seemed to suddenly think of something, and a trace of chill rose inexplicably in their hearts.

The deck suddenly became quiet. Only the sea breeze blew, and the waves beat the boat.

It took a long time for someone to whisper, "Is it because the pirates let us go so politely..."

"You can just keep this in your heart." Tang Guohe coldly interrupted the sailor who made a sound.

The deck was quiet again, but this time, in addition to the sound of the sea breeze and the sound of the waves hitting the hull, there was also a heavy gasp.

They finally understood why the famous "Pentland Guard, the leader Boyahe personally sent them on the boat and waved goodbye to them reluctantly. They finally knew who stepped on the shoe prints on Boyahe's face.

The cargo ship sailed to the blue sea. Along the way, the joy of the rest of the life after the robbery seemed to have been washed away by the little white face. When they even saw the powerful warship of the motherland navy appearing on the sea in the distance, the first thing they thought of was to look back at the shadow that had El Town.

Then everyone bowed deeply in that direction at the same time!