In fact, in any social class relationship, the truth is the same.

The most easily incited and induced are the young people at the bottom, because they can no longer be bad at the bottom. In addition, the impulse of young people to be unable to distinguish right from wrong makes them easily attracted by various slogans and reasons, and their view of good and evil is less objective. For example, in the thugs in the turmoil of Yuelan or Laiper, or in the bottom of tribal villages like Aikenler and her brother, they are eager for change. This initiative is very high, and can be achieved with a little teasing, or even actively pursue change.

However, to convince these vested interest classes, or leaders who can squeeze the lower class, we must consider both kindness and power.

Just stop at the right time. Of course, Buck is reluctant to let Ye Mingjing fall into danger. Buck has a clear understanding of the bad situation of several villages in this primitive mudflat, and he is still a little sure of it.

Buck looked at the bonfire and made a gesture to Hongqi. The former traffic police felt very dark. He held the rifle and took Chuck and others down, retreating to the dark edge of the surrounding villagers.

Buck pointed his finger at the surroundings again. The other party hesitated for a while and finally realized that the outsider was still strong enough, or that he had truly realized the nature of his own people being strong and local tyrants. He also turned around and let his followers retreat a little. Within a range of about ten meters beside the bonfire, there were only four leaders and Buck and his wife.

"The rush at sea is the same as you did on the sea before..."

Buck looked at the other person's expression, his voice was calm, as if he was talking about a very inconspicuous little thing: "But it is not aimed at the innocent freighters and merchant ships at sea, but the evil pagans."

The other party frowned a little. The middle-aged man wanted to speak out, but was stopped by the other three people with their eyes.

Buck said slowly: "The strait is right in front of you, to the left and right. You have fierce and agile seaside warriors, but you can only watch the ships on the sea pass by with warships and dare not approach it. This is a waste. Go to the left and cross the Indian Ocean. We have some oil wells and projects on the beach there, and we need soldiers to protect and resist the attacks of pagan bandits. However, this sea route is a bit far, more than 5,000 kilometers, and I don't know if anyone has been to Iraq... Go to the right, on the other side of the Java Sea, more than 1,000 kilometers away, another group of bandits entrenched, and go and kill with us."

People subconsciously approached, and Buck deliberately took out the distant place in Iraq and compared it. Sure enough, the other party had a focus, especially when he heard the familiar Java Sea: "Where is on the right? What kind of pagans? Why look for us?"

Buck kept it in a silence: "Before you commit the crime, you won't tell where the location is in advance to ensure safety and not leak news, right? I have more than 100 people, and there is no problem with dealing with two or three hundred people on the other side, but the other side is a tribe familiar with the sea. I need you who are good at seeking life at sea to kill them, at least 100,000 US dollars! And no one knows it without knowing it!"

Speaking of which, the only remaining pirates at the moment, the famous Somali pirate robbed the passing freighter and wanted the shipowner to take money to redeem it. It would be an exaggeration to ask the ship owner to take one or two million dollars, right?

Mainly, the entire social order in Somalia has collapsed, without commerce, industry, and normal logistics commodity sales. One or two million US dollars is not worth much in a place where inflation cannot be calculated.

But the pirates of Malacca who have always been suffering are different. They can be said to be the poorest in the surrounding area, but they are managed by the state government, just like beggars. Didn’t Aikener say that they snatched ships, all of them were laptops, mobile phones, whatever they ate, and what they had. The best way to get some cash is to make a profit of several hundred dollars in a single robbery.

So understanding how big the opponent's appetite is is like knowing the trump card. It will make the opponent's leaders dizzy with just one hundred thousand dollars!

In fact, there are many village tribes in the Strait of Malacca that do not have the capital to trade, but Aikenler and her brother are definitely aware that these places have no strange backgrounds, just like those who are poor as chariots and road tyrants. Today, I tried every means to make an appointment with them.

Even the middle-aged man who was most resistant to the past began to flash, and he was obviously trying to get closer.

Buck stood up and Ye Mingjing gracefully crossed his legs and supported his chin with one hand to make a deep look. He saw his man spread his hands and walked over, and in front of four poor village leaders who were not well-dressed: "One hundred people, gather one hundred young people familiar with guns, twenty small boats, come with me to fight, and ensure that you get 100,000 dollars or even more, and then come back quietly as nothing has happened. Your people are only responsible for the encirclement and clearance of the sea, and do not have to charge ashore. This has ensured your safety to the greatest extent. If this cannot be done, there will be casualties, it is worth it!"

At this time, no one thought he was harsh. When people were poor, they would have no dignity... Several leaders quickly met each other, and the old one said: "When? More than a thousand kilometers of our boat drove over? Then no one was discovered?" This was actually agreed. They would choose time when they worked? They could do anything, but just find a way for themselves.

Buck shook his head: "Of course there are freighters to transport it. Go quietly and return quietly... No one knows if everyone doesn't say anything."

The middle-aged man finally became arrogant: "What kind of pagan did you say just now?"

Buck said contemptuously: "Aren't you pagans who often suppress your extreme religious armed forces?"

The four village leaders immediately became a little excited: "Really?!"

Buck nodded: "Really..."

After saying that, he waved his hand and said goodbye: "Okay, I hope you keep the secret and make money without casualties. It depends on whether you will leak news. From now on, you can arrange the manpower yourself and prepare, and wait for the notification at any time. Then my cargo ship comes to transport manpower, go and return quickly. After doing this ticket, you can spend at least half a year comfortable to spend!"

He came over and reached out to support Ye Mingjing. The girl who was a little fascinated quickly acted as a beautiful woman walking up the pole, and even walked enchantingly for a few steps to hang the man.

Buck actually blocked himself between his wife and the other party. The four village leaders had changed their attitude and rushed over to see him off enthusiastically. Hong Qi coldly held a rifle and Chuck and welcomed the boss and the boss lady, perfectly blocking her body and walking backwards, which made Buck in the middle look like a disdainful boss.

The car was still worse, Collinser nodded and hurried to the front to drive the vehicle to greet the group.

The vehicles were slowly away from the shadow of the bonfire, and Ye Mingjing asked Buck in a low voice: "You... are you going to attack those extremist militants in Borneo?" In order to use Alisha, a Muslim country to compete, those people used terrorists to blow up the first hotel that Ye Mingjing acquired. If Lao Yang and Daisy had not discovered clues in the lobby, they might have caused a bloody crime. Ye Mingjing and Wu Mengxi have always been resentful of the Free Presbyterian Church, and Natasha even shouted that blood debt would be paid.

Buck also hummed frivolously: "I have to be trustworthy when I come out. If I say I want to kill their whole family, I must kill the whole family!"

Collinsey, who was driving, couldn't understand, but he was very respectful from the tone of the atmosphere. Hong Qi, holding the rifle, had to hold back his smile!

Outside the car window, a motorcycle followed quietly and disappeared into the darkness.
Chapter completed!