When Chechen hurried back to the dock and returned to the ship again, viscount Hesse timidly told Chechen an unfortunate news - oxana ran away.


    "Captain, it''s not my fault. It''s really the cunning woman. She lied to me that she wanted to breathe fresh air on the deck and voluntarily asked me to cuff her with handcuffs and anklets. I believed her out of kindness in a moment of carelessness. As a result, she jumped into the sea as soon as she got on the deck."


    Viscount Hessen bowed his head and told Cherchen the whole story intermittently. As he spoke, viscount Hesse raised his head slightly and looked at Chechen from time to time. He was worried that Chechen would severely punish him.


    Chechen''s face was as black as charcoal. There is no news more painful than this.


    Oksana escaped. If she told the guards of Kafa city what she saw on the ship, she had no choice but to sail away. At this time, Chechen really wanted to beat up Viscount Hessen. This guy can''t accomplish anything but defeat!


    But what''s the use of beating him? Things are so bad. And I believed Oksana''s words, isn''t it also wrong? From Stephan Racine, Chechen learned that Oksana sold miserably through beauty to win sympathy, so as to provide customers with commissions for the slave trader Harmon. Then he knew that he had been cheated again. Of course, there is only one purpose for Oksana to deceive herself, that is to escape while she is not there.


    Che Chen took a deep breath. He was calming his mood. However, in Viscount Hesse''s view, this action was indeed a precursor of Chechen''s imminent anger. Viscount Hesse was so frightened that his head almost fell into his shoulders.


    "Hessen, you go..."


    Chechen decides to return to Ackerman. Since Oksana fled, the people on board have been in absolute danger. But before he finished, Fatima ran down the cabin. She brought back a message. She got the message from the shopkeeper in charge of purchasing at the Mahmoud Pasha residence. The seller tells Cherchen that he has prepared the goods for trading and can trade with Cherchen tomorrow.


    This message made Chechen have the idea of fighting again.


    "Hessen, you choose the twenty most clever and brave soldiers." Chechen ordered Viscount Hessen.


    Viscount Hessen looked at Cherchen in disbelief - the head didn''t punish himself!


    "Captain, what do you think?"


    Chechen glared at Viscount Hessen: "what? Do you want me to press your head into the toilet? I''ll remember your mistake first. If one of the people you pick out later doesn''t meet my requirements, I''ll calculate the general ledger with you!"


    This bluffed Viscount Hesse to swear in the name of God that he would do his best.


    Then, Chechen returned to the room. He picked up a pen and paper and began to write. This letter was also addressed to Viscount Hesse. In the letter, Chechen ordered Viscount Hessen to sail away from Kafa and return to Ackerman once he heard an explosion; But if you hear a loud sound, immediately take all the people to Pasha''s residence for support, which shows that they have successfully controlled Mehmed Pasha.


    Chechen''s letter was finished, and the twenty smart and brave soldiers he needed were selected.


    Chechen passed in front of a soldier with a chest. Viscount Hesse was not perfunctory. He was indeed the best soldier.


    "Are you ready?" Chechen asked them.


    "Ready!"


    "Well, you''ll be rewarded with fifty dollars each."


    The faces of the boys glowed red.


    "I''ll take you on a dangerous mission later. If you succeed, you will have the opportunity to enjoy endless wealth and go down in history; if you fail, you may die here. Are you afraid!"


    The boys looked at each other. Finally, the desire for wealth and the pursuit of fame made them overcome their fear of death.


    "Don''t be afraid! We obey the commander''s orders."


    Che Chen nodded with satisfaction.


    Chechen handed the written letter to Viscount Hesse and told him to open it two hours after he left. Moreover, as soon as he left with his people, the ship anchored and was ready to leave the port at any time.


    At noon, Cherchen ordered the 20 warriors selected to load the materials traded with the seller on five carts hired from the wharf. Then take Fatima and drive to Pasha''s residence.


    Along the way, Chechen observed with great caution. He was worried that a group of soldiers would stop him from the road at some time. The psychological pressure brought to Chechen by Oksana''s escape was too great.


    Seeing that Chechen was so nervous, even the forehead burst into a cold sweat, Fatima held Chechen''s hand.


    The temperature from Fatima''s palm warmed Chechen''s palm. Chechen looked at Fatima gratefully, and then held her tightly.


    Until he came to the gate of Pasha mansion, what Chechen was worried about didn''t happen.


    The salesman jumped out of the gate like a monkey.


    "Mr. aleval, come in with me," said the salesman to Chechen angrily. However, his attitude was actually aimed at the two guards at the door. He wanted to show Cherchen how high his position in the mansion was.


    From his eyes, Chechen can find that the two Turkish light infantry guarding the gate hate maitouti, but they dare not attack because of maitouti''s identity. It seems that this guy''s popularity is not generally poor.


    The merchant took Chechen and others and the carriage through the gate to the warehouse in the mansion. Along the way, Chechen observed carefully and surrounded.


    Today''s Pasha residence is as calm as ever. No one and no one can realize that a huge storm is about to sweep here. On the wall of the residence, several Sudanese soldiers stood lazily relying on muskets. They smoke leisurely with cigarette guns in their mouths; In the corridor, Cherchen and his family also met two Ottoman Turkish officers coming up. They just looked at themselves in a hurry and passed by chatting.


    "Hurry up, it''s dinner time later."


    Seeing that Chechen was dawdling, he couldn''t help urging him.


    "OK, right away." Chechen answered, and then asked as if nothing had happened: "Lord cheyeti, do you eat together?"


    "Of course. At that time, all the servants and guards except the guard at the door will eat in the canteen. But I''m different. I''m qualified to sit with Lord Pasha. Understand?" the salesman bragged. In fact, he is not qualified to sit with Pasha for dinner.


    Che Chen knew but didn''t say it, but flattered the buyer and seller greatly.


    When he arrived at the door of the warehouse, the seller opened the door of the warehouse with the key.


    "Here it is. You put things in it, then put pots in car and you can leave," said salesman.


    Cherchen nodded and winked at the others.


    Fatima took the people and began to unload the things from the cart.


    And Che Chen pulled the sales mention to a quiet corner.


    "Thank you so much for your business this time, Mr. Shanti. You deserve it." Chechen handed Shanti a money bag according to the agreement. And his other hand secretly felt out a leaf hammer.


    "Ha ha, Mr. aleval, you are so kind."


    The merchant was weighing his money bag and was about to say a few words, but he saw Mr. aleval in front of him suddenly show his ferocity, and a black object in his hand smashed at his head.