Chapter 1801 Napoleon vs. Weibull (7)

Soon, Murat, Nara and another man came to Bakin, who was tied tightly to the boat pole.

Although Ba Jin had woken up from her coma, she still looked very weak, as if a gust of wind could blow her down.

When Bakin saw Murat and the other two appear, an expression of shock and anger immediately appeared on her face.

She stared at Murat with wide eyes, gritting her teeth and cursing, "You damned little devils, let me go! Otherwise, when my son comes, I will kill you all!"

Bakin's threats had no effect.

Nara quickly drew out the long knife from his waist, and with a flash of cold light, the sharp long knife was placed directly on Bajin's neck.

Ba Jin, who was still struggling desperately and cursing, suddenly felt a chill coming from her neck. Her body trembled violently and all her movements froze in an instant.

"I surrender! I surrender!"

Ba Jin's voice suddenly became terrified and her face turned pale.

"Charlotte and I are good friends. I've even cured him before! You can't kill me!"

Bakin's attitude changed so quickly that everyone present was caught off guard.

Murat, Nora and the other man looked at each other, obviously doubting what Bakin said.

"You said you and Lord Charlotte are good friends?"

Murat frowned and asked suspiciously.

"How is this possible?"

"Really? Forty years ago, Charlotte and I were on the same ship! At that time, I was the ship's doctor! Every time Charlotte was injured, I treated him!"

Ba Jin seemed to have opened a chatterbox and talked incessantly, her speech as fast as pouring beans, telling everything in detail.

Murat and others listened to Bakin's story with half belief and half doubt in their hearts.

They looked at the old woman in front of them. Although she looked very confident, it was only her one-sided statement after all. Who knew whether it was true or not?

However, looking at Bakin's confident look, Murat hesitated for a moment.

He winked at Nara, who immediately understood and quickly put away the knife that was on Bakin's neck.

Ba Jin felt the knife being removed from her neck and breathed a sigh of relief.

She was secretly pleased with herself, thinking that she had successfully intimidated the other party, so she immediately became arrogant.

"What are you all still standing there for? Hurry and put me down! I'm Charlotte's good friend! If you treat me like this, when I see Charlotte, I'll definitely complain to him!"

Ba Jin screamed at the top of her lungs, completely losing the panic and fear she had just shown.

Hearing Bakin's arrogant shouting, Nara's temper was immediately aroused.

Without saying a word, he drew out the knife again and put it on Bajin's neck again without mercy.

"Old man, try to be arrogant again!"

Nara stared at Bajin coldly, his eyes filled with anger and warning.

Feeling the chill on her neck once again, Ba Jin's previously arrogant expression instantly turned into one of extreme fear, and her voice trembled unconsciously: "Friend... Friend, we can talk it out, why bother with weapons!"

As Ba Jin spoke, she slowly tilted her head back, trying to move away from the sharp blade that was only a few centimeters away from her neck.

However, because she was too nervous, her movements seemed a little funny, and her already wrinkled skin was squeezed and distorted even more because of this movement, making her look even uglier than crying.

"I...I really don't mean any harm!"

Ba Jin stammered as she continued to explain.

"There's absolutely no need for tension to build between us!"

Nara felt disgusted when he saw this, but he quickly put away the knife.

After all, he didn't want his weapon to be stained with the old man's dirt.

"Humph!"

Nara snorted coldly and said unhappily.

“Old man, why didn’t you think of Lord Charlotte when you attacked our territory just now?”

When Ba Jin heard the words "Lord Charlotte", her face turned pale instantly, and her smile froze on her face as if it was cast under a spell.

"Well...well, I...Charlotte and I haven't seen each other for almost forty years!"

Bakin's voice became smaller and smaller, almost like the humming of a mosquito.

Murat and the other two looked at each other, obviously half believing and half doubting what Bakin said.

"How true do you think what she said is?"

Murat asked in a low voice.

Dawu touched his chin, thought for a moment and said, "Looking at the age of this old woman, it is indeed possible that she is from the same era as Lord Charlotte. Maybe she really knows Lord Charlotte!"

"Ba Jin said that she and Lord Charlotte were once on the same ship. This is probably true, but Lord Charlotte probably isn't familiar with Ba Jin. After all, that was over forty years ago. It's been so long, their friendship must have been severed!"

Nala said thoughtfully.

Murat listened to the two people's speculations and nodded from time to time to show his agreement.

He continued, "Well, I think that's the case. Look at Ba Jin, how could she be good friends with Lord Charlotte? What good friend would be like her?"

As he spoke, Murat deliberately glanced at Bakin.

Bakin seemed to have been paying attention to the movements here. When she saw Murat's eyes sweeping over, she hurriedly revealed a smile that was uglier than crying.

That smile was so strange that Murat couldn't help but feel disgusted. He quickly turned his head away, not wanting to look at her again.

"Anyway, let's first find a way to get Bakin to stop Weeble. Maybe we can control Weeble through Bakin!"

A sly glint flashed in Murat's eyes, as if he had come up with some brilliant idea.

As soon as he said this, Dawu and Nara were both surprised. After looking at each other, they looked at their eldest brother Murat at the same time and asked suspiciously, "Brother, what do you mean..."

Nala's tone was filled with disbelief.

"That's true. That Weevil is completely obedient to his mother and has no opinions of his own. Moreover, his intelligence is like that of a child, and he is very easy to be fooled. If we can trick him into joining our Lion Pirates, wouldn't that be a powerful helper? In this way, the captain will have an extra helper when facing the enemy in the future! After all, our current strength is still too weak, and one more person means more strength!"

Murat analyzed with great interest.

After hearing what Murat said, Davout looked at Bakin hesitantly, as if he was not very confident about this plan.