Ayte's fearful look completely overturned Qin Hao's impression on pirates. Shouldn't pirates be very aggressive, bold, and unafraid of death? Why was he so scared that he had to crawl into the bottom of the bed? Was he a real pirate?

Qin Hao doubted the authenticity of this fellow's ident.i.ty.

"Come out! Do you think it's safe to hide under the bed? " Qin Hao kicked the side of the bed and howled.

"No, no, no…" Ayte lay under the bed and shouted "NO." He refused to come out.

"d.a.m.n it!" Qin Hao didn't have the patience to wait for him, so he kicked his b.u.t.t.

"Ouch." Ayte cried out and flew out from the other side of the bed by the kick.

"NO, I don't want to die! Please don't kill me! Please don't kill me! I have three children!" Ayte screamed and crawled to the corner, curled up in a ball, trembling, babbling a bunch of English. Other than the "NO," Qin Hao didn't understand anything else.

"What is he talking about?" Qin Hao asked the baldy, although he didn't expect the baldy could understand. He was asking about it casually. However, beyond his expectation, the baldy knew English.

"He said he didn't want to die, so please don't kill him. He still has three children in his family." The baldy translated.

Qin Hao stared at baldy as his expression changed. Suddenly, he asked in a severe tone, "Baldy, I'm afraid you're not just a taxi driver, are you?"

Hearing this, the baldy was startled. Only now did he realize that he might have revealed something unconsciously. He hurriedly smiled. "Brother Qin, you know that this place is very chaotic. There are people from our country, from Southeast Asia, from the West, and so on. So, to stay here, you need to know a bit of a foreign language. "

"Is that so?" Qin Hao was still doubtful.

"Of course. Apart from me, Xiao Yan and the others also know a bit of foreign language." The baldy continued to explain.

Qin Hao was silent for a moment. He didn't know if he believed him or not, but he didn't question him any further. Qin Hao s.h.i.+fted his gaze back to Ayte.

Just now, Ayte had said that he had three children, and it must be a lie. Qin Hao didn't believe it at all. Even if this man had three children, he wouldn't take care of them. Otherwise, he wouldn't appear in a place like Madman Pub.

"Your name is Ayte? Don't be afraid, and I won't hurt you. We are all good people." To calm Ayte down, Qin Hao took a few steps forward with a friendly smile on his face.

"Don't come over. Don't come over." This time, Ayte shouted in poor Chinese, trying his best to shrink himself into the corner, wis.h.i.+ng there was a hole in the wall that he could crawl into. Although Qin Hao said he was a good guy, Ayte felt that he was joking. How could Ayte believe that?

Qin Hao looked at him, and the expression on his face turned cold again. Suddenly, he exploded and rushed over to grab Ayte who was over 1.8 meters tall. Qin Hao stared at him with his terrifying eyes and said fiercely: "d.a.m.n. Stop pretending in front of me! Listen up, you answer my question honestly, or I'll smash your head into a rotten watermelon and send you to your G.o.d.

Perhaps it was due to Qin Hao's threats, Ayte suddenly remembered Du Lang whose head had been beaten flat. He started to tremble and quickly replied, "NO, NO, NO, my superhero, if you have any questions please feel free to ask me. It is my pleasure to answer your question. I will answer you properly. Please don't kill me. Don't kill me."

Ayte trembled as he spoke. Large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.

"So you were pretending just now (Actually, Ayte was quite scared)." Qin Hao threw him onto the bed and sternly ordered, "Sit down."

"Yes, yes, yes, my sir, if I knew what you wanted to ask me, I would have told you everything and will not lie or hide anything. When I was a kid, my dad praised me for being an honest kid, and I never lied." To express his sincerity, Ayte even spoke out his good behavior when he was a kid.

Qin Hao was too lazy to listen to his nonsense. He took out the small piece of Blood Core Gra.s.s that he had left last night and placed it in front of him. "Do you know this?"

Ayte's eyes widened. He looked around, sniffed the gra.s.s with his nose, and nodded vigorously, "I know. This is Red Smelly Gra.s.s. I have got one and sold it to a gentleman for five thousand dollars. " This fellow was rather wordy. This question only required him to answer with the word "Yes." However, the more he said, the more interested Qin Hao became.

Five thousand dollars? Mo Yong was good at deceiving ignorant people. If this stalk of Blood Core Gra.s.s were auctioned at the Ancient Martial World Auction, it would be worth at least a million dollars.

"The person who bought your Blood Core Gra.s.s is called Mo Yong?"

"Yes, he's called Mo Yong. How do you know him, my dear sir? I admire your foresight, and your wisdom is like that of our beloved G.o.d. "

Hearing Ayte's words which were trying to flatter Qin Hao, the baldy who was standing beside him, couldn't hold back his laugh-ter. This guy had this kind of ability.

"Don't talk about your G.o.d. I don't believe in G.o.d. I can tell you this is a part of the Red Smelly Gra.s.s you sold to Mo Yong. Now answer me honestly, where did you get the Red Smelly Gra.s.s? If you don't answer or lie, I'll smash your head and let you see your G.o.d. " Qin Hao threatened him.

"My dear sir, I will tell you the truth. I swear in the name of G.o.d that I have been a good boy since I was a kid."

"Who would believe you? Cut the c.r.a.p, tell me now. " Qin Hao's eyes opened wide, revealing a vicious expression.

"OK, OK. Last time, I put out to sea and found it on an island in the Southern Indian Ocean. The gra.s.s was bright red, so I dug it out and carried it with me. You don't know, sir, when I brought this gra.s.s on the boat, they said it smelly and told me to throw it away. However, I like the smell. I think it must be an extraordinary thing and must be a gift from G.o.d. "

"I put it in a box to cover the smell and brought it back. G.o.d did not deceive me. It was a gift from Him. I ran into Mo Yong, and he smelled the Red Smelly Gra.s.s in my box. He liked the smell too. He generously took out five thousand dollars and bought it. "

"Oh, my dear sir, you couldn't expect that such a small plant would worth five thousand dollars. It equals one hundred grams of gold. Do you know how they reacted when they know it? They looked like idiots …"

"All right, that's enough." Qin Hao stopped him. d.a.m.n it. Qin Hao never thought that this fellow would be more talkative than a yenta. If Qin Hao didn't stop him, he would continue speaking.

"If I tell you that the real value of this gra.s.s is one million dollars, will you be happy? You only got five thousand dollars. You will drive your G.o.d to be mad. "

"What? What did you say? One million dollars? "

"Yes, Mr. Idiot." Qin Hao looked at him disdainfully and put away the small piece of Blood Core Gra.s.s. It was truly precious.

"Oh, my G.o.d, are you sure what you said is true?" Ayte's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Mr. Idiot, what I said is even more honest than what your G.o.d said."

"I was deceived! Mo Yong is a big liar. He deceived me and de-ceived G.o.d. G.o.d will not forgive him. I need to count it with him. " When saying this, Ayte even stood up in agitation.

Qin Hao stretched out his hand and pushed the irritated Ayte back. He said with a cold face: "No need. What you're going to do now is to take us to that island. I hope, of course, that your G.o.d will remind you of where the island is. Alternatively, your head will be useless." When saying this, Qin Hao placed his hand on Ayte's head.

"NO, NO." Ayte cried out in fright. He was afraid that his head would end up like Du Lang's head did last night. "My dear sir, my respected hero, I will take you to that place. I remember that place. You can't make anything wrong with my head. "

"As long as you remember. I'll protect your head. " Qin Hao smiled with satisfaction, "Now, come out with us to have a meal. Then we'll set off immediately."

"What? Today? "

"Yes. What? Don't you want to go?" Qin Hao's smiling face suddenly turned cold, scaring Ayte out of his wits and hurriedly shook his head to deny.

"NO, NO, NO, I am willing to serve you."

"Very well. You'll have many dollars in your account then." Qin Hao put on a smiling face and gave him a beautiful promise.

"Is that true? The dollar is a good thing. I like it." When Ayte heard the dollar, his eyes lit up. If a blade of gra.s.s were worth a million dollars, then he would have more than ten million dollars if he could find a little more gra.s.s. If he had that much money, he swore, he would never be a pirate again.

Looking at Ayte who seemed to be in the dream of being rich, Qin Hao disdainfully glanced at him before turning around and saying: "Let's go."

"OK, OK." Ayte hastily stood up and reverently followed Qin Hao, as if he were following his G.o.d.

The baldy glanced at Ayte and revealed a trace of pity in his eyes. Would Qin Hao let him make a fortune? Who would believe it? No matter how much Blood Core Gra.s.s they could find, Qin Hao probably wouldn't give him a single hair of it.

Regardless of what the baldy was thinking, Qin Hao left the room happily and walked towards the dining hall. However, just as he reached the door, he stopped, and his expression changed drasti-cally.

In the dining hall, Xiao Xiaoyan was tied to a chair which was facing the door, and her mouth was stuffed with a gag. When she saw Qin Hao appear at the door, she let out "oh-oh" sound, and her eyes were full of fear and pleading for help.

Nothing happened just now. Why was she tied up now? Who did it? They didn't notice it.

"What's wrong, Brother Qin?" Seeing that Qin Hao had yet to enter the door, the baldy took a step forward and asked curiously. Soon, he spotted Xiao Xiaoyan tied to the chair and cried out, "Xiaoyan!" Just as he was about to rush over, Qin Hao stopped him.

"Don't move. There's an expert inside." Qin Hao's expression in-stantly turned grim.