129 The Pirate King (1/2)

”You... You... What do you want?” Bertrand's tone was not as calm as it had been, and there was only constant fear. He did not expect that this opponent had the ability to use a submarine to attack them. How much power was behind this man?

”My request is very simple. Yesterday, I had already stated everything clearly on the phone. I don't want to repeat it a second time! Of course, this pain would not cause you to make the decision to hand back the fortune you had gotten, but I'll still say the same thing. Time will disclose everything to you.” Chen Fan's tone was very calm, as if he was just discussing what to eat for lunch.

”Bullsh*t” Bertrand was irritated and was swearing. ”Only us pirates ever blackmail others. Absolutely no one dares to blackmail us pirates. Even the Ukrainian government paid their ransom. They dared not even utter a word. I don't believe you have more ability than the Ukrainian government.”

”Ukraine?” Chen Fan laughed. ”Don't always flaunt your past glories. I recognize that you are a very good organization and a leader in the world of piracy. But you'll soon find out that you're facing a very, very, dreadful opponent, who would definitely make you have sleepless nights unless you don't go out to sea or behave and follow my terms.”

Du... du... du... The satellite telephone again was cut off with a busy tone!

”The devil… it is definitely the devil!” Bertrand shuddered and called Thomas on the telephone.

”Sir!” Thomas couldn't help to make a standard salute when he got the call. It had to be said that although they were the largest pirate gang in Somalia they still adhered to their strict training, even while stationed in remote areas.

Bertrand said something that made Thomas confused. ”There are still three minutes and twenty seconds. Pray that you will be spared in this disaster!”

”What do you mean, Sir?” Thomas was driving the clipper.

”Hold the line!” Thomas sat down on the steps with his eyes fixed on his watch.

...

Five, four, three, two, one!

Rumble...

There was a big banging sound that came again from Bertrand's cell phone and then a scream for help.

”Ah...” Bertrand held his head with both his hands and howled, ”The great Mohammad, I made a fatal mistake, I should have ordered the killing of the crew...”

If Chen Fan could see Bertrand's angry face, he would be happy.

Lounging on the sofa, Chen Fan again dialed Bertrand's telephone.

”That was just a small appetizer. What you have done to me had hurt my heart so much that I not only had trouble sleeping for a week, but I am saddled with huge debts. The good thing is that I have a good heart, and I like to leave room for maneuver. So, you can have people save your crew, and this time I won't do it again. But as soon as you go out to sea again, it will happen again and again.”

Five minutes later...

Bertrand, who had arranged his dialogue in his heart for some time, shivered while he dialed a series of number.

On the screen of the mobile phone, it showed the letters that spelled ”Leader Abadi.”

Abadi, now 31 years old, was recognized as one of the world's leading pirate leaders. Young as he was, he had more ”glory” than Bill Gates.

At the age of twelve, he was captured by warlords to become an army slave, and he killed the leader at the age of 21 and got the crown. After the first month of his rights, Abadi turned his sights to the sea, or specifically to the Gulf of Aden, where 48,000 ships passed each year.

After several years of struggle, Abadi successfully climbed the throne of the world's first pirates. He not only constructed his own hometown of Erigavo Village to become a pirate stronghold, but he also took a lot of cash to build ports, power stations, schools, hospitals, and other public facilities. He also built many villas there to provide homes for pirates with credit. He even established a unique pirate way of business.

Under Mr. Abadi, not only did he have special press releases, but he regularly released his latest results to the world. Every time a ship was successfully hijacked, he would let his men sail the ship to the port and then let a well-dressed negotiator negotiate the ransom price. The captured crew, not only could buy alcohol, tobacco, groceries in special stores, but a special hostage was supplied with all kinds of food in restaurants that were slightly more expensive than the ones in Zhongyun's airport.

By now, Mr. Abadi had been charged with warrants issued in forty-seven countries. One hundred and twenty-three local courts had prosecuted subpoenas which had only been used in vain to add to his reputation.

...

”Abadi… Abadi...”

Sitting in front of the TV, Chen Fan repeated the name twice. Just then, the news channel reported the latest news. ”At three o'clock in the morning, Somalia sailors successfully seized two ten-thousand ton Japanese ships, and the ransom was directly increased to forty million.”

After watching TV, Chen Fan went into the bathroom and filled the bathtub with hot water.

”Lalala,lalala, Abadi!” Chen Fan squeezed the shampoo on his head while humming a tune.

Ring...

At that moment, the phone that was placed by the side rang again.

”Is this guy calling to promise to pay the compensation?” Chen Fan wiped his two ears with his right hand, then rinsed them with water, washing away the foam before answering the phone.

”Hello...” Chen Fan's accent sounded strange.

”Hey, son! I'm with your mother and the little girl, and now, we're at Zhongyun airport.”

”What?” Chen Fan suddenly opened his eyes. ”Didn't you just called me three days ago? You said you were going to take her to Sanya to travel. Isn't that so?”

”Well, the little girl is rather haggard lately, and we don't want her to run around, so we came back early.”

”Then I'll come and pick you up now!”

He hung up the phone and rushed to clean off the shampoo. He changed his clothes, and drove the car to the Zhongyun airport.

Not knowing why, but just now, Chen Fan's heart suddenly felt a little tremor. He was going to meet her soon, and this meant that he was about to fulfill a responsibility that may accompany his lifetime.

After more than 20 years of life, apart from in kindergarten where he traded his first kiss with a little girl for two milk-flavored candy bars, he had not had any intimate contact with the opposite sex. This could be said to be a great failure in life.

He decided that he was thinking too much and threw this thought out of his mind and quickly concentrated on driving.

Forty minutes later, Chen Fan came to the airport lounge, walked two laps back and forth and was finally noticed by his mother.

”Son!” Chen Fan's mother stood up and shouted to Chen Fan's back.

In the words of a philosopher: ”In the instant that Chen Fan had turned his head, a man and a woman, seven meters apart, had two series of indelible changes in their hearts”.

Chen Fan did not answer but subconsciously looked at the timid looking little girl that was sitting next to his mother. She was nervously clutching his mother's arm, trying hard to hide her little face.

”Hello!” Chen Fan said casually as he stepped forward.

Although Chen Fan's expression was like a warmhearted brother, his heart was already filled with concussion, shock, and convulsion.