The word "broken" is certainly not used accurately.

However, Victor stayed, definitely trying to stop the people who were following him.

Wang Feng has no opinion on this and is happy to see it happen. The next group, under the arrangement of Victor, left the dock directly, and then transferred to Cairo.

At night, with bright lights, they arrived in Cairo, a five-star hotel.

The first floor of the hotel, the so-called presidential suite, has been chartered by Victor.

The group arrived at the hotel and reported his name. Immediately, there will be enthusiastic waiters to help them check in and check in as quickly as possible.

Two minutes, it's all done.

Then a few waiters immediately helped with the luggage and led the way with a smile.

The Presidential Suite, right on the upper floors.

The elevator goes directly to the wide lobby.

The decoration is very luxurious and splendid.

Local tyrant gold, it is estimated that it can be regarded as a universal aesthetic throughout the world. No matter what country it is, it basically admires gold and is not afraid of vulgarity. Or in the eyes of others, this is the breath of wealth.

In fact, it's not a hotel either, and it doesn't want to be different.

Mainly, some large hotels usually receive most of the guests from all over the world.

Guests come from all over the world, and each country has different customs and taboos. Isn't it unconventional and inadvertently touching the taboo of the guest?

Therefore, the all-encompassing aesthetic is the best choice.

Rather be mediocre than special, this is the management of large hotels.

All in all, the group stepped on the soft Persian carpet and entered the presidential suite. When they came here, several waiters were also very interested and withdrew with a smile.

Huge suites, more than a dozen rooms, how to distribute?

Zhang Chucai would like to discuss this issue with you.

Caught off guard, He Jun's ears moved, his expression changed, and he said urgently: "Someone ......"

Smack, smack, smack.

Before everyone could react, a group of people suddenly poured out of several rooms. They quickly blocked the doorway, and for a long time, they looked at the crowd.

Click, click, click!

The accompanying bodyguards were not slow to react, and they took out their equipment one after another and stayed in all directions.

“…… Call someone, call the police!"

Xiao Jingxing commanded with a cold face, and he was not surprised.

"Wait, there's something to say......"

Surprisingly, these people want to negotiate with everyone instead.

Whew......

More than a dozen people blocking the door, their steps were neatly wrong, and they immediately gave way to a passage. A burly foreign man with brown hair and a black beard walked straight out.

He spoke Chinese well, and said in a friendly tone: "Mr. Wang, we have no malicious intent, we just want to talk to you." ”

？

Wang Feng stretched out his finger and poked one of the bodyguards in front of him.

The bodyguard understood and slightly tilted half a step.

Through the gap, Wang Feng and the foreign man had a face-to-face. He looked up and down, and said in an affirmative tone: "What are you talking about, we shouldn't know each other." ”

"I know it now. ”

The foreign man had a full beard, and he couldn't see his expression.

But his eyes were intense, full of aggression and oppression. It can be seen that he should be the head of this line. Surrounded by everyone, he was tall and majestic, and his bearing was extraordinary.

Only now, he tried to restrain himself as much as possible, and said in a gentle tone: "My name is Tatur and I am from Turkey. ”

"Oh?"

Wang Feng blinked, even more surprised.

He turned his head and looked at Xiao Jingxing and the others, revealing a little doubt.

The main thing is that he wants to confirm that these people have any contact with Turkey?

Anyway, he himself, for Turkey, certainly does not have any contact.

I've never been there......

Xiao Jingxing and the others also shook their heads.

Not impressed.

Now, it's unusual.

Someone who has nothing to do with it suddenly came to the door, and he also set up an ambush, I'm afraid it will be ......

Either traitor or theft.

In an instant, Wang Feng shrank behind the bodyguard and was silent.

A group of bodyguards, definitely not frightened, have clenched the electric batons and the like, and attack at any time.

“…… Don't get me wrong. ”

Tatur hurriedly said: "I know, this makes it very rude to come up and visit rashly." I can explain it, though...... I even know what you came to Egypt for......"

Hearing this, the eyes of Wang Feng and the others showed a look of vigilance.

It seems to be some, but it's counterproductive.

Tatur was helpless, waved his hand directly, and the two people behind him immediately carried out one thing.

“…… Hey. ”

When everyone looked at it, they were stunned, very surprised and surprised.

I saw that thing, it was a painting.

An oil painting, a very familiar oil painting. A desert oasis and an ethereal city.

Brilliant colors, layered, very artistic.

The point is, this painting ......

"You snatched Victor's painting?" Wang Feng was surprised, thinking that something was wrong.

Victor's painting obviously fell into He Jun's hands.

Even, he cracked the secret of the painting and saw the map.

No, if there is a map, it's fake, right?

Unusual......

Wang Feng inadvertently looked back and glanced at He Jun.

At this time, He Jun was dumbfounded, and when he saw the appearance of a ghost, he was moved.

"No ......"

At this moment, Tatur sneered and said solemnly: "This is a painting that has been passed down from generation to generation in my family...... By the way, my ancestors were ministers of the Ottoman Empire. ”

"As for that Victor, his ancestor was nothing more than a dog of my ancestor. ”

Tatur's eyes showed disdain and hatred: "My ancestor gave him glory and wealth and let him get rid of his lowly status, but he betrayed my ancestor, despicable and shameless. ”

"Huh?"

Hearing this, Wang Feng and the others looked at each other.

This story line is connected.

Wang Feng blurted out: "Your ancestor was the tax officer back then?"

“…… It seems that Victor has also told you something, so it will be much easier. ”

Tatur squeezed out a small smile: "That's right, my ancestors once came to Egypt and took up the position of tax collector. Later, he also made great contributions and became a minister of the Ottoman Empire. ”

In an instant, everyone completely understood.

This Tatur's ancestor, and Victor's ancestor, were lost in the desert together, and at the same time they arrived at the oasis in the painting together, and they probably experienced some things together, and finally survived together.

After that, I don't know, why things turned around.

So much so that Viktor's ancestors, who left the Ottoman Empire, fled to Russia.

Things may be a little different, but in general, they should be correct.

Wang Feng groaned, and suddenly asked: "In the Mediterranean, those people who are tracking us are your arrangement, right?"

“…… Right. ”

Tatur's eyes flashed, and he confessed.

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