urban wolf

In the cabin ward, although the sunlight was sufficient, there was a "weird" atmosphere, and the instigator of this "weird" was Ye Feng.

At this moment, he looked like a master of a cult doing some evil magic. If he wasn't Ye Feng, Nangong Yuting might suspect that he would put some baby's blood and draw two spells or something next.

If Ye Feng's senior brother and senior sister were there, they would definitely be shocked, "Why don't you just be a spiritual guide, why are you acting like a summoner?"

But Ye Feng was a bit exaggerated, in fact, he only needed to pinch a certain acupuncture point on the top of Ren Xiaohui's head, and then make a sound through her cerebral cortex, but why did he draw a spell on Ren Xiaohui's face?What kind of spell is that?Draw a circle on the forehead, and then tap a little, the most unbearable thing is to use your own saliva.

Nangong Yuting sighed helplessly, while Ziyan burst out laughing.If Ren Xiaohui returned to normal after waking up, wouldn't she be crazy knowing that Ye Feng used his saliva to scribble on her face?

Finally, Ye Feng started to get down to business.

He squatted beside Ren Xiaohui, leaning into her ear, and said softly: "It's just killing people, don't be afraid, it's just killing people, don't be afraid."

Then a miraculous thing happened, and Ren Xiaohui in her sleep also muttered: "It's just killing people, don't be afraid..."

Seeing that he had succeeded, Ye Feng continued: "I'm not afraid of you when you're alive, and even less afraid of you when you're dead." Ren Xiaohui still muttered, "I'm even less afraid of you when you're dead."

"Disgusting Japanese, killing you is completely acting for the heavens."

After saying a few words, Ren Xiaohui's sleeping face began to become peaceful, and it was no longer the expression of fear just now.

After finishing, Nangong Yuting asked in surprise: "Feng, isn't this amazing? How did you do it?"

Ye Feng stood up with a smile after hearing this, and said: "I don't know what the reason is. If we talk about our oriental fantasy, it's psychic communication. If we talk about science, it's a hint from the subconscious mind. If you want to Learn, I will take you to the master and let him teach you."

Ye Feng touched Nangong Yuting's jade back, and said: "It looks like our ship has been taken, let's go, let's meet this pirate leader~"

Before Ye Feng could finish his sentence, the door of the cabin they were in was opened again, and a very temperamental Malaysian came in, followed by two little pirates, who looked like the boss at first glance. After Ye Feng, his face became serious, and then the corners of his eyes began to twitch.

When Ye Feng saw him, he was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head, looked left and right, finally saw a broom standing by the wall, with a smile on his lips, walked over, picked it up , walked to the side of the boss.

"Brother, I didn't expect to meet you here." The boss said with a trembling voice.But Ye Feng raised his broom and gave him a slap on his butt, saying: "Brother?"

"Oh, brother, I was wrong." The boss screamed and ran to the side, how could Ye Feng let him go, and said in a strange way: "I was wrong?" Then he chased him and scolded again Said: "What's wrong? You are so awesome, you used torpedoes to blow me up." Ye Feng's body hadn't recovered yet, he didn't bother to chase, so he stretched out his feet. The boss didn't take precautions, and fell to the ground in an instant. Sure, sitting on his back, holding a broomstick and beating his buttocks one after another, muttering incessantly: "Thomas, you have given me a lot of skill, I helped you fix the torpedo, you But he bombed me with a torpedo."

Thomas's two younger brothers couldn't stand it any longer, ran to Ye Feng's side, and begged one after another: "Brother, don't fight, our boss didn't know you were on board, he thought it was a Japanese warship. "

"A Japanese warship? The Japanese are doing nothing in the Indian Ocean?" Ye Feng said as he raised a broomstick on the heads of the two younger brothers, gave it to each of them, and cursed: "You boss has no brains, you two You have no brains? I taught you in vain, didn’t I?”

In an instant, a good cat-and-mouse play was staged in the entire ward.

A disaster that almost took Ye Feng's life became invisible like this. A good leader must give confidence to those around him when he has no confidence in himself.And every time, Ye Feng did this.

Standing by the side of the boat, looking at the vast sea, Ye Feng is no longer as unconfident as before, because he has little experience in naval battles, but Thomas is a master. When Ye Feng moved to Malacca, Thomas was still under a certain boss. But because he couldn't get used to his boss's way of doing things, he destroyed his boss's two fishing boats. Just when he was about to be shot, Ye Feng and the others came from the sky like magic soldiers and rescued him. From then on, Thomas swore to be loyal to Ye Feng for the rest of his life. In order not to overwhelm him, Ye Feng only helped him recruit some forces, and handed over the gang rules made for Fenglang Yeyu to Thomas.

But now it seems that Ye Feng's original choice was undoubtedly wise.Because Ye Feng is Chinese, Thomas added one more requirement when accepting his younger brother, that is, he must be able to speak Chinese.

"Brother, what are you thinking?" Thomas walked to Ye Feng's side and asked in fluent Chinese.

"It's just a pity that one of our ships was sunk." Ye Feng calmly took out two cigars, gave Thomas one, then lit one himself, and said softly: "We can't go back to the Straits of Malacca." , Now we have to find a base and form a powerful navy, listen clearly, I am talking about the navy, not the pirates, and find a way to snatch the quasi-aircraft carrier from the island country."

After hearing this, Thomas rubbed his forehead in a daze, then touched Ye Feng's forehead, and said, "It's not hot, why are you talking nonsense?"

"Get out~" Ye Feng didn't give him any face, and flicked on his forehead, and then said: "I have been to this sea area once, and there is an archipelago of about [-] square kilometers nearby, called Diggs Islands , is an unowned island. Since the seventeenth century, naval battles have continued, but no country can occupy this Diggs Islands. Tropical rainforest, specifically, I don’t know.”

"Brother, do you mean that we want to occupy that island?" Thomas asked while rubbing his forehead. (to be continued)