Chapter 389: Prince of the Middle East

Because with the professional level of the five of them, it was clear that the first loud noise when the luxury car in front of them met the motorcycle that suddenly rushed out was not the sound of metal impacting, but the sound of explosion. And this sound is clearly emitted by the explosion of military ammunition, and the power is huge.

In addition to the sound, Jiang Xinwei and the five of them could also tell what kind of ammunition was the result of the explosion from the smoke rising from the sky and the smell that permeated the air.

He Xiaochu, who was standing behind Jiang Xinwei, said in a low voice: "High-performance plastic ammunition made in the United States. ”

Jiang Xinwei turned his head and glanced at him strangely, and Zhou Jianliang whispered to Jiang Xinwei: "He Xiaochu is an ammunition expert, proficient in assembly, configuration, and deployment. ”

Jiang Xinwei smiled: "I didn't expect that we have a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger here." Do those people know I'm going to take you around?"

Because Jiang Xinwei looked around, he didn't find anyone else around, and there were people in the distance who were also citizens who fled in panic, and they were busy running for their lives at this time, how could they have time to eavesdrop on their conversations?

He obviously did this to stabilize the morale of the army, so that everyone should not be too nervous. Encountering this kind of thing just after setting foot on a foreign land can easily make people feel a sense of fear.

What's more, the first loud bang in the car accident just now was not a vehicle impact but an ammunition explosion, which made the five of them feel abnormal for the first time: this car accident was artificially arranged, and there must be some conspiracy hidden in it.

Sure enough, just as the sound of the crash in front was still ceaseless, the bikers who had been involved in the car accident were still screaming, and the citizens were still running wildly, someone on the street in front was shouting: "Get down! Get down!"

Before he could finish speaking, a burst of gunfire was heard, and then a group of big men in black suits rushed into the scene of the car accident. Raising a pistol, he dragged a few young men out of several luxury cars and drove away.

It wasn't until those people walked away that Jiang Xinwei and the others walked out of the doorway, and they all stood honestly and didn't move, just like those panicked citizens. It's been a long time. There were a lot of citizens who came to see the excitement, and then the police came.

The police seemed to be no stranger to this scene, and calmly began to look for the injured in every car, not even paying attention to the craters on the ground.

Xu Jianhu whispered to Jiang Xinwei: "Mr. Jiang, how can this be like this? Even the Golden Triangle won't be so messy, right?"

Jiang Xinxu smiled and said, "Is it messy? I don't think so." You see, is there still a legal system in Italy, those guys are here. The police don't show up, the police show up, and the bunch of guys leaves. …… You pay attention to the police, I'm 100% sure that the police here will definitely know about these people. We'll have to ask them sometime. ”

Xu Jianhu and the others all nodded in agreement.

After taking out his luggage from the taxi and giving the driver a tip and fare. The five of them dragged their luggage towards the tallest hotel nearby. By this time the streets had returned to calm, except for the large crater that had been blown out by the ammunition and the nearby area had been fenced off by the police with blockade tape to prevent unrelated people from entering. Everything else was the same as normal streets, the dead and wounded had been removed by ambulances, and even the blood on the streets had been washed clean by the high-pressure water jets of the fire trucks.

Jiang Xinwei admires the efficiency of the gringos very much, especially the complete range of tools of the gringos.

The five of them walked a short walk to the Rosa Hotel, which looked unusually tall and splendid in appearance. As soon as I walked through the turnstiles, a young man approached me and politely said in Japanese, "Welcome to the Hotel Rosa." ”

The waiter had a smile on his face. It seems that there was a car accident not far from here just now, and someone brandished a pistol and shot around.

Xu Jianhu glanced at Jiang Xinwei, then turned his head to the waiter and nodded, and asked in English: "Thank you!

After listening to Xu Jianhu's English, the faces of this young man and the two waitresses at the service desk not far away changed. The smile on his face decreased a lot, and a hint of surprise and arrogance slowly emerged. The young man who was still enthusiastic just now asked tentatively, "You are not Japanese?"

Xu Jianhu said affirmatively: "No...... Why, only Japanese can stay here?...... We are the people of Huaxia. ”

The young man's face changed again, but then he said, "No, no, we welcome all friends...... before he finished speaking, he saw his eyes light up, and he quickly turned around and walked quickly towards the revolving door.

Jiang Xinwei subconsciously turned his head, only to see a few Arabs coming in from outside the door, and the two Arabs who walked in front of him were wearing white robes and walked in with a majestic appearance, and the people who followed behind them either looked like they were facing a great enemy or looked cautious. The men who were on the verge of the enemy were obviously bodyguards, and their right hands were still pressed on their left abdomen, and they could shoot at any time with the guns they had inserted there.

And those who were cautious were either the secretaries of the two men in front of them or their servants.

Whether it's what they're wearing, how they're standing, or the luxury vehicles behind them, it's a testament to their origins, and it's natural to think of them as royalty from some country in the Middle East.

Not only did the young man who greeted the guest greet him, but even the two waitresses who were checking in for a male traveler who was also an Oriental face also stopped checking in, and stood at the counter to greet the visitors, with humble smiles on their faces.

One of the waitresses gently pushed the passport and money on the counter to the Oriental man who was going through the formalities, and motioned for him to leave first, so as not to delay them in receiving this group of high rollers from the Middle East.

The oriental man who was going through the formalities was stunned for a moment, and his face turned pale, but after turning his head and seeing the person coming, he immediately suppressed the anger in his heart, grabbed his passport and money in his hand, and walked quickly to the side.

Zhou Jianliang's face was very angry, his right hand involuntarily clenched into a fist, and the knuckles of his fingers made a crunching sound because of the force.

Jiang Xinwei patted him on the shoulder and smiled: "What's so angry? These people are just guys who see money, and when you have money, they will please you like pugs." ”

One of the people who came said to the young man who greeted him proudly, "Presidential suite!"

As he spoke, his eyes swept over Jiang Xinwei and the five of them and the oriental man standing not far away, with a contemptuous look on his face, at this time he looked high, and he had long forgotten that he was just a servant, just a guy who helped his master do things.

The young man hurriedly smiled and said, "I know that our general manager has personally prepared the presidential suite for His Excellency the prince and his party. Please go this way......"

The white-robed man who walked in front waved his hand and said lightly, "Tip! ”

The entourage responded loudly, quickly took out a stack of dollars from the leather bag in his hand, walked to Jiang Xinwei's side with his head held high, and casually handed over a hundred-dollar bill to Zhou Jianliang, while saying proudly: "Oriental, your luck today is really good." …… These dollars are given to you by our prince, take them!"

Zhou Jianliang's fist was about to hit this guy, but Jiang Xinwei grabbed his fist quietly and said in English: "It's a fool not to take the money." Although the money is not much, it is somewhat useful, and it is a good thing to take it and satisfy their vanity. ”

When Ma Liantao heard this, he was happy and said with a smile: "Yes, people can't sleep without rewarding money, we are good people, how can we not help them." ”

As he spoke, his hand suddenly stretched out, silently snatching the dollars from the entourage's hand, and then quickly parting them, and in the blink of an eye, they were stuffed into the pockets of several people around him.

After parting, he solemnly said respectfully to the white-robed man who walked in the front: "Thank you prince for your generous reward, your journey will be blessed by us, and it will be smooth sailing." ”

The entourage looked at Zhou Jianliang dumbfounded, and after a while, he stammered, "You...... You...... You...... , so much money is not for you...... It's not ......"

Ma Liantao deliberately pretended to be surprised and asked, "What are you calling me for?" Isn't your master a generous person, and the money he sent out has to be recovered?...... Why should I bless a stingy ghost? I remember what you said, 'These dollars are given to you by our prince, take them!', and I just distributed them for you, what's wrong?"

Beads of sweat poured out from the forehead of the attendant, and he didn't know what to do for a while, and looked at his master in horror.

The prince obviously didn't expect things to turn out like this, and he didn't know what to do for a while, so he ordered his entourage to get this stack of dollars back, feeling very embarrassed, but he was really a little unwilling to watch the five people take the money like this. He was not willing to feel heartache not because he lost the money, but felt that he had become a fool, but people just said that they accepted his money to help him, grass, is there such help?

In the end, the prince stared at Jiang Xinwei and his party very dissatisfied, and then glared at his entourage angrily, gritted his teeth and said, "Go!"

He was in a depressed mood and walked quickly towards the elevator not far away, obviously wanting to leave the place early.

The sweat on the entourage's forehead gushed out again, and his body couldn't help but tremble, and then chased after him in fear, and after running a few steps, he turned around and stared at Jiang Xinwei and them resentfully.

The young man who greeted the guest and the two waiters standing at the counter were dumbfounded: how so, that...... And what about our tip? We've been waiting excitedly for days.

(Thanks to Hehe Weilong, Bai Zibing for the reward, thanks to the boy lonely city, qsheng, sunny54, wy1954, the monthly ticket of the bird in the forest) (to be continued......)