Super electric eel clone

Chapter 132 Give you the last 2 days deadline

Chapter 132 Give You The Last Two Days Deadline

"U.S. Fifth Fleet, Colonel Nenan Baird?" Abadi was at a loss in his mind. He was not brave enough to rob an American cargo ship. Besides, it was late at night, and no one under his command was wandering around the sea.

"What happened at sea just now? Can you explain it more clearly?" Although Abadi did not dare to rob the American freighter, this does not mean that he will pretend to be a grandson in front of the Americans.

Just 10 minutes ago, at 47:[-] north latitude and [-]:[-] east longitude, one of your blue pirate ships rammed the guided missile destroyer [USS Eaglen] which was cruising there, but that pirate ship had already Sunk by us. "

"Blue pirate ship?" Abadi suddenly realized: "I know what's going on. Not long ago, when my ship was moored at the pier, someone took the opportunity to snatch it, but who is so bold as to dare to attack the missile?" A destroyer collided?"

"you ask me?"

Nenan Baird blew his beard over there and stared: "It doesn't matter if someone did it deliberately, or there was something wrong with the ship."

"But all I know is that this incident has brought indelible psychological damage to all the crew members of our [USS Eaglen] guided missile destroyer."

"Three days, I only give you three days, you must give a proper explanation." Nenan Baird, with an unquestionable tone: "Otherwise~ you are going to wait to bear the pressure from [Eglen] ]'s anger!"

beep~ beep~ beep~
"what……"

"My boat was sunk by you, and you still come to me to explain?"

Abadi sat up from the chair suddenly in anger, the veins on his forehead twitched: "It's a big joke, a destroyer will be frightened indelibly by a pirate ship that doesn't even have protective armor Hurt? If you want to take the opportunity to blackmail, just say it, you have to f*ck around the bush."

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After the anger passed, Abadi forced himself to calm down and carefully analyzed the whole story...

There are many hostages who are the most suspected, and there are also many of his own men.The nearby residents may steal the boat and escape, but they don't need to hit the destroyer if they want to die. They can just untie their belts and hang themselves.

"Could it be that Asian kid who did it? He has the ability to mobilize submarines to attack his own ships..."

Abadi thought about it carefully, but felt that the possibility was unlikely.

It took at least three people to drive that pirate ship, and if they dared to hit the American destroyer, they must be impatient guys.

The shells of the Americans are not the needles of the Red Cross Society. Even if the pilot jumped into the sea at that time, he would never escape the pursuit of the destroyer.

Send three men to commit suicide and ram the destroyer...

Abadi didn't think that Asian kid would be so crazy. If he was so cold-blooded, he wouldn't have to pay the ransom at all!

After thinking for a long time, Abadi gritted his teeth bitterly and dialed the phone number of the finance officer.

"Hey, go prepare 3000 million US dollars and give it to the American destroyer cruising nearby the next day."

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"It's fucking crazy!" Chen Fan recalled the scene just now, and he still has lingering fears until now.

Although the electric eel is potentially 30 meters underwater, and you don't have to worry about the bullets hitting the electric eel with a spear to push the pirate ship towards the warship, but the two fire dragons crossing over from the ship's Gatling are really too It was full of shocking power. Some of those 25mm caliber shells penetrated directly through the weak parts of the pirate ship, and with a "swish", they plunged into the sea water to a depth of more than ten meters before gradually stopping their kinetic energy.

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Duh~duh~duh~
"Son, come out for dinner!" Father Chen gently knocked on the door.

"I'm coming!"

"I'll settle the score with you tomorrow!" Chen Fan muttered, and opened the door.

This dinner was very rich, not only Chen Fan's favorite fried clams with scallions, but also the special dried mushrooms brought back from Yunnan, and the delicious mushroom porridge made with rice.

"Son, in two days you and I will go to the [Boai Middle School] you used to go for a run, and help Meng'er go through the borrowing procedures."

Father Chen took a spoonful of mushroom porridge with a spoon and put it into his mouth: "The English teacher who taught you before, isn't her husband the vice principal of Yucai Middle School? Let's go and see him."

"Dad, not only do you not know, I ran into her by accident on the street, and I was so angry that I wanted to go find her specifically?" Chen Fan shook his head: "If you want to borrow a book, you only need to pay the loan fee, so why ask her?" ?”

"You child, doesn't she just call you to memorize English vocabulary in the office? It's all for your own good!" Father Chen put down the spoon in his hand: "It's been almost three months since school started, we don't care , do you think you can get in if you pay?”

"Yun Meng, at what age did you drop out of school?" Chen Fan turned his head and said to Meng'er who was sitting next to his mother, sipping porridge.

Menger; her real name is [Kani Dong Li Bao Jiujiang].

However, since the implementation of land reform in the Qing Dynasty, the Miao people "registered households" and "naturalized", they gradually switched to and transplanted Chinese surnames.Up to now, the household registration books of the Miao people are all registered Han surnames, and only the elders in the family will call them their original surnames.

As for her Han surname is Yun Meng, and her nickname is Meng'er, but Chen Fan thinks it's too awkward to call her "Meng'er Meng'er", so it's better to call her by her full name.

Yunmeng raised his face, and there was even a timid look in his eyes, which were too big under his bangs, and he said in an inaudible voice: "When I was in the third year of junior high, my grandfather broke his leg because he was picking medicine on the mountain. , Then...then I also dropped out of school."

"The third year of junior high school..." Chen Fan stroked his chin and thought for a moment. Now she is 17 years old, which is supposed to be the age when she should be in the third year of high school!
"Dad, let me call my business partner and ask him if he has any way to do this."

While talking, Chen Fan took out his phone and called Zhang Xueyang.

"Hey~ Brother Chen, do you want to treat me to dinner? But it's a bit late, I'm eating now!"

"I'll invite you to eat another day!" Chen Fan casually said, "I have a relative, and I want to find her to study in Yucai Middle School. Do you have a way to do this?"

"Dizzy...how are you messing around, can't you handle such a trivial matter?"

Zhang Xueyang's tone was exaggerated: "It's a failure for a smuggler to be like you, isn't it?"

"Don't patronize to beat me, do you have such a way?" Chen Fan is not polite with this guy, anyway, we are all the same age, and we don't care much when we are together.

"no!"

Zhang Xueyang replied straightforwardly: "But my father has this way, and I will help you when I go home tonight, and then you can bring your relatives to sign up at any time."

"Oh, thank you!"

"Wait, wait~" Seeing that he was about to hang up the phone, Zhang Xueyang hurriedly shouted, "You said to invite me to dinner, but you have delayed until now, when is it a promise?"

"Don't you have food every day? Besides, don't you think it's weird that we two big men go to eat together?"

"Damn it, wouldn't it be enough if you brought two beautiful eyebrows?" Zhang Xueyang said with a hippie smile, "I don't want to talk to you, NO.15 is my birthday, I wanted to notify you in a few days, since you called, I will let you know Bar!"

"Bye!" Chen Fan hung up the phone.

"He has a way to do this, and he said that he can bring Yunmeng to the school to report at any time." Chen Fan swallowed a mouthful of clams, and said vaguely: "Yunmeng, how old do you want to be?"

Yun Meng seemed to be a little timid towards Chen Fan, just sitting there pinching the spoon with her snow-white and tender index finger. After a long while, she couldn't make up her mind, her eyes wandered, and she said: "I...I want to go to the third year of high school, But I am afraid that my grades will not keep up..."

"You don't have to worry about this! [Filial piety, loyalty, propriety, righteousness and shame] is the school motto of Yucai Middle School, but there is nothing about grades in it."

Chen Fan pretended that I was someone who had experienced it: "I was the second last in the class back then, and the last one hundred in the whole grade, so I still didn't have any psychological pressure."

"You are thick-skinned! Menger, don't listen to him." Father Chen picked up a piece of clam and sent it to Yunmeng's bowl: "When you first arrived at school, your grades must not keep up with the pace of work, but take your time That’s fine. If you encounter something you don’t understand, ask Chen Fan to help you look it up on the Internet, and when you have laid a good foundation this semester, your grades in the next semester will gradually improve.”

"Good grades can't be eaten as food!" Chen Fan pursed his lips and muttered in his heart.

The lights are on!

In the bedroom, little student Yunmeng curled up, gently stroking the beautiful silver lock on his chest, and his mind was dazzled.

She is an orphan, although Grandpa has always said that he is her granddaughter.

But Yun Meng knew; he was picked up by his grandfather from the mountain, and then he used goat milk and rice porridge to pull the big ones little by little.

When she was a child, she used to ask her grandfather eagerly, where her parents were, her grandfather's faltering words had already planted a seed called "doubt" in her heart!

With the gradual growth of age and mind, the seed called "doubt", also watered by various rumors, gradually flourished and grew into a towering tree.

Until the age of 13, the grandfather's slip of the tongue after a drunk finally made the "big tree" in Yunmeng's heart bear a fruit called "affirmation".

And the grandfather whispered before leaving, gently picking off a ripe "fruit".

Now, following her uncle and aunt, she came to a completely strange environment.

Life here is carefree for her, and she no longer has to go up the mountain at five o'clock in the morning to pick those fruits that can only be sold for a pitifully low price in exchange for a day's daily necessities.From then on, I don't have to worry about it every day, whether I will encounter danger when I go up the mountain, and I will leave my grandfather alone.

Here, there are not only uncles and aunts who treat her like a daughter, but also the school that has been dreamed of countless times...

But in Yunmeng's mind, there is more confusion...

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Silent all night!
The next morning, the parents asked Chen Fan to take Yunmeng to see the blue sea, but Chen Fan didn't agree, but let them take Yunmeng to see the sea by themselves.

After his parents left, Chen Fan lay on the sofa and turned his thoughts to the electric eel avatar.

The electric eel is hiding in [Erigabo Village], near the port that is full of various cargo ships and more than 70 pirate ships, large and small.

The time here is about one o'clock in the afternoon. The pedestrians and boats coming and going on the whole pier will definitely surprise someone who doesn't know the details. Such a poor country has such a prosperous port, with tons of light. There are only eleven giant ships above the [-]st grade, all of different nationalities.

"Hey, Abadi, how is my [-] million ransom prepared?" After observing the enemy's situation for a long time, Chen Fan took out his mobile phone and dialed the number he called that day.

"I am his translator, you are not qualified to know his number yet!" A calm voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Hey, translator?" Chen Fan sat up straight: "Is that kid Abadi there? Hurry up and help him convey my words."

beep~ beep~ beep~
A busy tone came directly from the phone!
"Hang up on me?" Chen Fan blew his beard and stared, and continued to press the replay button.

After calling three times in a row, the call was directly disconnected by the other end, but for some reason, the other party did not choose to turn off the phone.

"Do it!" Chen Fan walked into the bedroom, took out a dozen unopened new cards from the drawer, and picked one at random.

Sure enough, a new card was changed, and the other party answered the phone after ringing twice.

"Cough cough~" Chen Fan coughed twice, and said seriously: "Your Excellency the translator, you'd better not make the reckless move just now, otherwise you will definitely be severely punished by that boy Abadi."

"It's you again?" The phone paused for three seconds: "Please show some respect to our great leader! If you have anything to say, just say it, and I will pass it on to our leader."

"OK, OK! But please translate my words to him intact."

Chen Fan pondered in his mind, and said, "Tell him, I'll give him another day to think about it, and one day to collect compensation."

"But unfortunately, half of your pirate ship will sink in 10 minutes. And if you don't give me an answer tomorrow... the remaining half will sink one after another."

"And in the days to come, as long as there is one active at sea, I will sink one."

"Haha~" The other party burst into a huge ridicule: "Don't worry, I will convey your words to our leader, I really look forward to your promise"

"Well, by the way, there is another sentence, which I specially give to you."

"Say!"

Chen Fan took a deep breath and said loudly, "Go and eat shit!"

beep~ beep~ beep~
The translator stared blankly at the phone, the expression on his face was as wonderful as if someone pinched his nose and forced down a hundred mung bean flies!

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PS: The voltage was always tripping last night, and the electricity was cut off, so it couldn't be updated at all.This chapter originally wanted to be five or six thousand, but the writing speed of this chapter was as slow as a snail.

In order to compensate everyone for this chapter, I will present 999 words! !

It's the end of the month, and it's a critical moment for the monthly ticket list. Please pity me, the little one...

(End of this chapter)

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