However, the idea that it was divine punishment was just a fleeting thought in their minds, since no such creature had ever been mentioned in the doctrine.
They weren't exactly devout believers.
But this did not prevent them from praying and repenting to God out of fear.
Wu You slowly walked into the house from outside and saw the three people inside kneeling on the ground, muttering prayers.
I don't understand Somali, but in addition to the official Somali and Arabic languages, English and Italian are also widely spoken in Somalia.
Especially pirates who board ships to rob, they all speak English.
When a human entered, the monsters around him actually made way for him.
This made the three pirate leaders realize that this was the real deal.
These were all ruthless individuals, with mindsets unlike ordinary people. Since it was a human being who had come, praying to the gods would be useless, so they all stood up immediately.
Are you American?
Abdullah Hassan spoke his first sentence in fairly fluent English.
Wu You was a little confused. Although he had changed into an old man's form using a mask, he still looked like he had black hair, black eyes, and yellow skin.
How did this pirate captain manage to ask the American this question?
Okay, there are Asians in the US too, but asking this question under these conditioned reflexes would only be appropriate if Asians make up more than 60% of the US population.
“The US is indeed researching this…this…” Abdullah Hassan couldn’t find the right word in English, so he just pointed at Garuru and the Mantis and said “this.”
Now Wu You understood. This guy was a delusional, or rather, delusional middle-aged man, poisoned by American movies and demonizing rumors about America.
Just like how for a time foreigners thought all Chinese people were martial arts masters.
Numerous American films, such as "Resident Evil," and related rumors have led many to believe that the United States is developing dangerous, inhumane projects.
Even if he didn't believe it under normal circumstances, Abdullah Hassan subconsciously thought that Garuru and Mantis were American biological weapons when he saw them.
One has to admire his vivid imagination.
Wu You walked over and gave a reply in English that was not as fluent as Abdullah Hassan's, but was clear enough to express himself.
"Who I am is not important, you just need to answer a few questions for me."
With his mental strength growing stronger, Wu You, though not deliberately retaking English courses, can easily recall and flexibly use the vocabulary from his previous CET-4 and CET-6 exams, which is sufficient for communication.
Abdullah Hassan didn't dwell on whether the other person was American or not; he only knew that the other person was communicative.
"If I answer, will I... survive?"
Wu You glanced at the three of them and answered their questions directly.
"In a sense, it is possible, but in your understanding, it is not."
Abdullah Hassan lowered his head, concealing the fierce glint in his eyes.
"Then why do I need to answer..."
With his right hand, he drew the dagger from his waist, and with his left hand, he fiercely grabbed Wu You, for only by capturing this man would he have a real chance to live.
Wu You watched the pirate leader's slow movements with a mocking expression.
As someone who can now perceive emotions without relying on Qiongqi, Abdullah Hassan's emotional changes and state of tension are completely transparent to him.
Before the other person's hand could even touch his body, Wu You swiftly reached out his right hand and grabbed his neck.
He lifted Abdullah Hassan's not small body and then slammed him to the ground with a thud.
The floorboards on the second floor trembled slightly.
"Ahem..."
Abdullah Hassan coughed up a mouthful of frothy blood, feeling as if his whole body was falling apart.
Upon seeing this, the other two leaders stopped their planned attack and took two steps back.
"I was naive too, why would I discuss things with a pirate? But I just wanted to see what the so-called Coast Guard was really like."
Wu You said something with a meaningful tone.
"When you were still yourselves."
"I just want to ask, as a pirate, have you ever felt remorse for the innocent people who died at your hands? I don't need you to ask me to know your secrets."
Abdullah Hassan struggled and became agitated on the ground.
"Cough... Innocent people?... Haha... Are there any innocent people in this world?"
"Pfft." After spitting out a mouthful of blood, Abdullah Hassan actually managed to sit up.
“I used to be an honest fisherman, but looking at the coast of Somalia, our country has no control over its own coastline.”
“Fishing boats from other countries can come in and fish at will, and we have no way to make a living.”
"We also want civilization, but the civilization you offer cannot fill the stomachs of Somalis; your civilization only makes us bow down."
Abdullah Hassan took a few breaths and smiled.
"Since you all think we're barbaric and backward, then let's pick up machine guns and show you our barbaric pride!"
The other two pirate leaders also became visibly agitated upon hearing Abdullah Hassan's words, glaring at Wu You with heavy breathing through their nostrils.
To be honest, Wu You was shocked again. He never expected that a pirate from a small, war-torn country could come up with such profound truths.
If this were during China's revolutionary era, anyone who could utter such words would at least be a martyr with strong national integrity.
Wu You abandoned his usual sarcastic and condescending tone, adopting a more peaceful one.
"I sympathize with the situation in Somalia. Indeed, 'innocent' is a luxury. To show my respect for you, I will give you a quick death."
After a few short, muffled groans, the small building fell silent.
...
Several places where foreign fishermen or cargo ship crew members are detained.
Some people gathered together to discuss what had happened last night.
Although it was windy and rainy last night.
But they all heard sporadic gunshots coming from some places during the night, and for a short period of time they were even more frequent.
Interspersed throughout were some faint screams, some of which could be heard outside the courtyard wall.
But none of them dared to go out and check the situation.
They waited and waited, but the person who was supposed to deliver water and food today still hadn't come to open the door. Several people in the detention center hesitated again, wondering if they should go out and check on things themselves.
In the detention center of the two oil tankers, the two captains are discussing something.
"I think there might have been an international rescue operation last night."
“It could also be an internal armed coup,” another person said.
One of the chief engineers spoke up: "I suggest we stay where we are; we can't outrun bullets."
With a "bang," the outer door was opened.
"Come out," someone called from outside.
A group of people nervously went outside and found that the person outside was a well-known pirate leader in the area; some people remembered his name.
His name was Abdullah Hassan, and behind him stood only two armed henchmen.
"You are free now. Go back to your ships and leave Somalia."
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