After operation, the Somali government sent people to communicate with the pirates and delivered a ransom of 1.5 million, which could release two Chinese journalists.

"Team leader, why don't I go?" Zheng Yunliang said.

"Don't persuade me anymore. I have to go this time. You are responsible for it now. If there is anything, you can contact the country in time." At the end of the statement, Mu Yang patted his shoulder and said with a smile, "Old Zheng, who will be fine, don't worry."

Mu Yang is preparing to pay the ransom and replace him. The Somali government has prepared 1.5 million US dollars in cash and put it in the car. This time he followed Mu Yang with him was an official from the police department, and he was the one who was responsible for communicating with the pirates this time.

As for whether the police department officials have any connection with the pirates, Mu Yang doesn't know.

The car started and headed southwest of Mogadishu. Mu Yang felt a little moved, knowing that this was not directly towards the town of Bromarör. It seemed that either the pirates were playing tricks or the police officers in front were causing trouble.

However, Mu Yang did not make any statement. No matter what, he would rescue Ding Xiaoxi and Lao Yuan first.

The car drove out for about half an hour and stopped in an empty place on the side of the road outside the suburbs. Mu Yang and the police officer sat in the car and waited quietly.

Soon, two pickup trucks came over with a group of black guys. The car was loaded with heavy machine guns. Everyone was carrying automatic weapons. The tires were rolling up smoke and dust. But they didn't care at all. The pickup truck stopped in front of Muyang and their cars.

Mu Yang and the officials got out of the car. One of the people turned on the co-pilot and walked down. The man looked like he was in his 30s, holding a cigarette and holding a handful of AK, and slowly walked to Mu Yang.

"You are here to pay the ransom for those Chinese people." The pirate leader said, squirting smoke from his mouth.

"Yes, this is the ransom. I promised that 1.5 million US dollars is not a penny, what about my friend." Mu Yang Yangyang Yang had the metal safe in his hand.

"Take the money first." The pirate leader stared at the metal safe.

"I need to see my friends." Mu Yang said.

As Mu Yang finished speaking, the pirate suddenly became angry, raised his gun and pointed it at Mu Yang's chest, and said loudly in Somali: "Bitch, is he whore, please hand over the money? I told you to ask you for 4 million, but you only brought 1.5 million. Hurry up and prepare the remaining money, otherwise you all the Chinese will be killed."

Speaking of this, the pirate leader approached Mu Yang's face arrogantly and said to Mu Yang: "You should be a diplomat, a group of verbal things. What did you Chinese come to Somalia bring to us? Like those Westerners, you are also malicious. So, don't expect to reduce the price for you. You must have 4 million. Now this 1.5 million is just a deposit, hahahaha." The pirate leader said, poking Mu Yang's chest with the gun of AK47.

At this time, a group of black guys jumped out of the pickup truck and walked over quickly. Someone grabbed the metal safe in Mu Yang's hand.

"Go and prepare the remaining money quickly. Now I can give you grace until tomorrow evening, hahaha." The pirate leader laughed and walked into the car.

However, when he turned his head, Mu Yang obviously saw that the pirate leader had a look at the police officer. Although he did not express any expression, the communication in the eyes of the two could not escape Mu Yang's eyes.

The pickup truck started quickly, the tires were scattered, and quickly ran forward.

Mu Yang glanced at the police officer with his eyes and found that the guy was also looking at Mu Yang from the corner of his eyes, and then quickly avoided it.

"A group of niggers dare to play this trick in front of me." Mu Yang was angry. Since peaceful resolution was no longer possible, then do it in his own way.

Looking at the pickup truck that had run out for dozens of meters, Mu Yang quickly took out a "javelin" anti-tank missile from the space, aimed at the pickup truck in the front as fast as possible, and then pulled the trigger.

Mu Yang's entire movement took only 2 seconds from taking out the weapon to aiming to launch, and then he saw a thick missile with its tail spurted flames and flew quickly towards the pickup truck.

"Boom", the pickup truck was hit in the tail, but the javelin anti-tank missile is a weapon specially used to deal with strong protective armor. It is simply abusive to deal with such small pickup trucks. At the moment the missile exploded, everyone in the car was killed, and the pickup truck was like a big firecracker, which was directly blown to pieces.

The pickup truck following behind was too close to react and could not react in time. It hit the wreckage of the car in front. The pickup truck was hit and turned out, but fortunately it did not overturn. However, due to the bumps, several pirates were crowded with pirates in the truck, but they were thrown out.

"You, you are." The police official next to Mu Yang witnessed all this. It was too fast. Before he could react, Mu Yang had already turned the pickup truck into a pile of scrap iron.

"You are not a good thing either." Mu Yang reached out and tapped him, lit his acupoint, and the guy fell to the ground with a plop, Mu Yang ignored it.

The pickup truck dozens of meters away finally stopped, but the matter had just begun. Mu Yang took out another "javelin" missile, giving the other party no chance to react, and directly launched it.

"boom"

The flames soared into the sky.

The pickup truck and the people above have now flew into the air.

From a distance, it looks like a fireworks exploded.

By chance, Mu Yang actually found that the metal safe that he used to pay the ransom and put the money flew towards him.

With a "bang", the box fell less than 5 meters in front of Mu Yang.

Although the box looks a bit deformed, it is not damaged. I guess there should be no problem with the money inside.

Mu Yang smiled, "I'm back by myself. It seems that you really have no blessing to accept my Mu Yang's money."

At this time, the guys who were thrown off the pickup truck became lucky. They stood up with their heads shook their heads, but found that their two cars had been blown up, and now, there are only a few of them left.

As soon as the few people realized, they saw Mu Yang not far away. Someone cursed loudly in Somali and shot Mu Yang.

"Da da da da da da da da da da da"

"Bastard, go to die"

Mu Yang hid behind the car he was driving, and heard the bullet hitting the car sheet metal, making a jingle sound, and several pieces of glass in the driver's seat on the side of the car were shattered.
Chapter completed!