"What do you mean?"

Zhang Yong frowned and stared at the unsociable guy in the open space, his voice as cold as winter ice.

"Ah! Are you calling me?"

The refugee who looked like a boy looked around and finally pretended to be surprised and pointed at himself.

When Zhang Yong saw that the other party dared to tease him, his anger suddenly calmed down because he had sentenced the other party to death in his heart.

No matter who you are, I will use you to vent my anger and establish my authority today.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yong's right hand hangs down and naturally presses it on the gun around his waist.

"Since you don't answer, then think you're calling me."

The boy ignored Zhang Yong's actions and muttered to himself.

"I think, how can you fool everyone into surrendering to alien forces so much like the traitors in history?

Do you want to build a large skyline co-prosperity circle on the Sky Star?

What, ‘Byn, I’ll give you a message, as long as you surrender to the vulture, you will be safe and worry-free from now on, and there will be a lot of supplies~’

You are such a good dog-legged person to Bean!”

As the boy spoke, the mockery on his face became more and more unscrupulous.

"Ha, you can speak very well, but why do I think you have a very good face?

I should have an impression of your pretty little face when I was in the slave camp!”

Zhang Yong had already taken out his pistol and was putting it in his hand to play with it.

The boy ignored Zhang Yong's threat of drawing out the gun and said to himself:

"Based on the current situation, I made a little bit of guessing.

Your superior is indeed Bean's red-skinned lizard. The mecha that appeared not long ago is his new shell, right?

But he seemed to have become so small. His tall figure could actually be stuffed into such a small cockpit. I guess he is now so angry, right?"

Hearing this, Zhang Yong's hands fiddling with the pistol paused slightly, and his face remained a sneer, but he did not refute it.

In the quiet warehouse of the Saber, the boy's clear voice continued to ring.

"I don't know how Bean escaped and got along with you, but I'm a little surprised at his plan.

First of all, Bean's goal.

He has great ambitions, or the desire for revenge is strong.

So from the beginning he didn't plan to just catch some slaves, it was as simple as grabbing some oracle bracelets.

Bean wants the battleship that once defeated him.

However, the hairy crab number is obviously difficult to deal with. Judging from the vulture's strength, a strong attack may not be able to steal the chicken.

Then you must be taken away by wisdom.

Just like I have you guys, the core of the plan, so I have it.

As for which ship you will be placed on in the end, Bean doesn't know, so he can only go with the flow.

Another ship can be outsourced to other plunderers.

In this way, the problems of insufficient staff and uneven distribution of spoils will be solved, which can be said to kill two birds with one stone."

"Yeah, keep going~"

Zhang Yong finally squeezed out a few words from his teeth, and his palm holding the pistol was slowly tightening.

He wanted to figure out what this strange boy knew. Anyway, the situation was all under his control, and it would be better to destroy him by just a few words.

The boy grinned and continued talking without caring.

“To avoid supporting two ships, it is necessary to separate them.

Thanks to your traitor, Bean knew a lot about the advance team and the Chinese.

So two rescue targets were specially designed, hoping to disperse the two warships.

However, this plan failed in the end. The two ships always acted together. In the end, Bean could only use a simple and crude method to cut off the two ships by bombing the road.

Such a straightforward way will certainly expose the intention in advance, but the oracle issued a task at the right time, and by chance, it turned this plan into an open plot.

Finally, the two ships were separated successfully, and Bean was able to cooperate with the Neiko to take down the Saber and the huge amount of ore on it.

And your plunder allies can set up a plan in advance to ambush the hairy crabs and rescue teams at the same time."

"Haha, reasonable inferences, but one thing is, if you didn't save us before and we were unable to get on the boat, wouldn't the inner guard not exist?"

Zhang Yong narrowed his eyes and looked at the boy carefully, and a playful curve appeared at the corner of his mouth.

“No.”

The boy directly denied, causing Zhang Yong's expression to froze.

“Because Bean has the information provided by you, the traitor.

According to my guess, in the Desert of Destiny, due to poor communication, the four teams of soldiers may have yelled in Chinese.

But Bean, who was faked to death at that time, didn't know where he was hiding, so he probably heard it.

After he escaped back to the stronghold, as long as he interrogated you slaves, he could easily lock the identities of team 4, and at least he could know that it was the official team of China.

Combined with your detailed information, Bean can easily reach the position of the two ships - he will definitely rescue his compatriots as long as he has the conditions."

Speaking of this, the boy stretched his legs on the ground and sat in a comfortable position. Because his ankles were tied together, his thin legs on the side looked a little ladylike.

"But this alone is not sure enough. What if the people on the boat are in a bad mood and don't let you get on the boat after they are rescued?

So Bean added another fire.

That is the proportion of Chinese people in the refugee team.

At that time, I was a little puzzled why there were all people in the team when they fled, but in the end they were rescued, only the Chinese were left, which made Wang Hao and the others not have any reason to refuse them boarding the ship.

Later I carefully recalled the scene at that time.

I found that the people who were running at the front of the team, the ones who were swept down by the pursuers, were all not Chinese.

The group of people running at the end of the team, that is, the group of people caught by the pursuers in the net bag, have not many Chinese people.

This created a coincidence that the middle part of the escape team was full of Chinese!

So after the large army was pinched by the pursuers, the only ones left were the Chinese."

"Haha, it's such a fantasy. Everyone was running away again and again at that time. It was a coincidence that they were running in the middle as you said. Could it be that these refugees were also responsible?"

Zhang Yong sneered and pointed to the group of quails on the right and mocked him.

“This is controllable.”

The boy interrupted Zhang Yong's sneer again, "Just add some injuries to them."

Speaking of this, the boy turned his head and looked at the other refugees, opened his mouth and asked, "You all suffered some minor injuries on your legs before you escaped, right?"

Hearing this, not only the refugees' expressions suddenly realized, but even Zhang Yong's face changed suddenly, and he felt anger and anger that was exposed.

"Haha, the answer is that those who are running at the front and at the end of the team are all the people with the best and worst physical conditions.

You have deliberately kept the physical condition of the Chinese people at a moderate level before, and then disposal of other foreign tribes that may be mixed into it, just like pruning branches and leaves.

In the end, the escape team will be as neat as you expected.

Then they will shoot and kill again, and then arrest them in the net pocket, making it the same as the real one. This bitter plan can kill two birds with one stone!”

The boy grinned, “Are I right?”
Chapter completed!