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Chapter 819

"Okay, everyone, stop resisting. It's futile for you to do this." Old Harris wore a beanie hat on his head, goggles on his eyes, and a microphone on his ears. He was dressed in a desert-colored shabby military uniform that looked dusty.

There was an AKM in the bag and a grass stem in his mouth, with an indifferent expression.

In front of Old Harris, there was a group of Americans tied with ropes. These people were big and small, male and female. They looked at Old Harris with either fear or hatred. One of the old men even looked at Old Harris's feet as he walked by.

He spat to show his contempt.

"Hey... Professor Russell, you should thank me. If it weren't for me, you and your students would not have froze to death in the wild or starved to death in the ruins. I saved you from the slave traders."

Come out." Old Harris stared at the old man, very unhappy.

The old man was covered in dust and mud, his cheeks were thin, and there were many scars. He was like a fighting bull, snorting thick breath from his nostrils, and said angrily in a hoarse tone: "I would rather be a slave than anyone else."

Work for your evil master.

Even if you catch me, I will not give in. If I can escape once, I will escape a second time. I would rather die than take refuge with a yellow-skinned monkey. You traitors, God will not forgive you!"

Seeing that the old man was so unruly, Old Harris suddenly became angry and wanted to teach the old man a lesson. His subordinates were shocked and quickly stepped forward to dissuade him: "Boss, boss, don't be angry, be calm."

!Think about it, this is ten thousand gold coins, ten thousand gold coins!

Boss, you have been commended by the regiment commander. We know that you don’t care, but we do! You should have some courage and don’t get angry with such a stubborn person. Even if you get angry, you can wait until Havana. The future of our brothers is not good.

It’s all about this group of people.”

The old man named Russell is a treasure obtained from Bell Labs in New Jersey. He and his students are the first-class team in the United States to research satellite communications and applied mathematics. Now they have fallen into the hands of the "Aurora Corps". The old man is an S-class leader.

Niu, his students are all A+ or above.

But this old man was deeply antagonistic towards the 'Aurora Legion' and Zhou Qingfeng, and for some reason he refused to cooperate. Old Harris took the group back to Baltimore, but when he was about to board the ship, he found that the old man had escaped with the students.

Already.

This old man was an important person registered in the legion. He alarmed countless people when he ran away, but it caused great harm to old Harris. Zhou Qingfeng personally ordered him to be captured. More than a dozen special teams of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs were sent all over the world.

Find him. Finally find him in a slave trader's team.

In order to rescue old Russell and his students, old Harris had to fight the slave traders, and two of his men died in vain. For this matter, old Harris was reprimanded by his superiors, and he was already feeling depressed.

I'm angry, but the old man doesn't appreciate it and pretends to be aloof.

hateful!

If the old man hadn't been so weak that he couldn't withstand any physical blows, Old Harris would have really wanted to beat him up. Now he can only tie him up and put him on the boat to make him suffer a little. But he still has to suffer the other party's insults.

, it’s really unbearable.

Old Harris couldn't deal with old Russell. He could only watch with anger as he boarded the passenger ship to Havana. And at the dock where he was boarding, Minister Clooney suddenly appeared with a smile on his face. When he saw Russell

The others were actually tied up, and their expressions immediately fell.

"Who did this? How could you treat our respected Lord Russell like this?" As Clooney, it was really shocking that he got angry. A bunch of people on the dock felt that they were in big trouble.

Old Harris had to bite the bullet and stand up, thinking that he would inevitably be reprimanded, or even a more severe punishment. "Your Excellency, Minister, I ordered these people to be tied up."

"This is a serious mistake. Untie Mr. Russell immediately and apologize to him." Clooney cursed angrily.

Old Harris could only continue to lower his head to loosen the bonds of old Russell, and whispered "I'm sorry". But the old man still looked proud, with his eyes looking up to the sky.

"The apology was too soft." Clooney continued with a dark face.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Russell." Old Harris' face turned dark.

"Speak louder. As a senior employee of the Legion's Ministry of Foreign Affairs, you should know how to respect a scientist. What we are facing now is a catastrophe for human civilization, and the Legion maintains the highest respect for anyone who possesses cutting-edge knowledge."

Rooney shouted.

Old Harris could only shout with all his strength, "I'm sorry, Mr. Russell, I deeply apologize for my wrong actions towards you along the way."

The two members of this army sang together, but the always stubborn old man Russell was confused. He looked at old Harris, then looked at Clooney with a straight face, and finally could only say with a sullen face: "You don't have to do this.

I act, and I can forgive your brutality and rudeness, but I still won't work for you. My wisdom only serves the United States."

Old man Russell continued to raise his head proudly.

At this time, Clooney also softened his expression and said with a smile: "Mr. Russell, we have deep respect for you. Please forgive my subordinates for their inappropriate behavior. We are also considering your life safety. But if you are not willing to join

We, we can let you leave, this is your freedom."

"You let me go?" Old Man Russell didn't believe it, with suspicion in his eyes.

"Of course you can leave, you can go anywhere. But do you need to eat something? I see that your students are also hungry, and many of them are injured. It's best to bandage them." Clooney said sincerely.

Think about the other person.

Old Harris, who was beside him, had his head drooped. Hearing the gentle smiles and pleasant looks of his immediate boss, he knew that the old fox was going to do something. He had been lured into the legion by both soft and hard tactics in the first place. Fortunately, the result was not bad.

When it comes to eating, old man Russell has been hungry for a long time, and his students look at their teacher pitifully. They were tempted to run away before, trying to go to other branches of the fraternity, but they had enough to eat along the way.

suffering.

The old man Russell puffed his beard and stared, but couldn't hold back his growling stomach, so he snorted and agreed. Clooney arranged for them to board a passenger ship, and the restaurant on the ship immediately prepared the best meals for them.

"Wow..." A female doctor in her thirties was sitting in the restaurant. When she saw a small piece of bread being served, she was so hungry and dizzy that she cried on the spot. She grabbed the bread and stuffed it into her mouth. She swallowed.

Without even swallowing, she raised her head and looked pitifully at the chef who brought the meal.

"It's not that I won't give it to you, but it's not the time for you to eat too much at once. Drink some hot cocoa, and you can add more sugar." The chef kindly persuaded.

A dozen starving students only ate a little bit of food to fill their stomachs, and then had to look at their teacher who was slowly eating bread.

Old man Russell continued to say in a disdainful tone: "This is just a psychological tactic, trying to break our will. We cannot give in easily. We still have to leave when we are full. Our hearts will always belong to the United States."

The eyes of a group of students were suddenly filled with sadness.


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