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Under the clear sky, among the white clouds, as the golden desert below gradually appears in the area visible from the window of the airplane cabin, anyone will be fascinated by the simple and beautiful scenery.

However, this "who" obviously does not include Faisal, who is sitting in the plane at this time. Even though he was flying on his own private jet at this time, even if he had the most expensive red wine at hand, the resentment in his eyes was still palpable.

He was a child from a poor family, an identity that he hoped would be erased forever.

From an early age, he competed with five other siblings in that filthy, cramped home for food and any resources that would make his life better.

He is not the oldest child of his parents, but he can always make himself the final winner in the battle for resources. He gets more food than his siblings, he can pick out the second-hand clothes his parents get first, and he even gets a chance to go to school after secretly selling his parents' newborn little brother.

No one doubted that the lost child had something to do with him, after all, he was so good in front of people. He was the pride of his parents and the praise of his neighbors. Even the most respected old man in the village once said in public that it was a pity that he was born in such an environment, and if he could have a higher starting point, he could be a big boss.

Faisal himself believes this. And in order to keep himself from being like his humble parents, he did something quietly for his meager income every day.

When his parents were grieving the loss of the unfathomable child, he took the money he had received and left the place where his soul had been imprisoned. However, he wisely left a letter telling everyone that he was too sad to face his mother's sad and weeping face, and decided that he must find his stolen brother.

The simple people believed his message and were proud that this poor family could have such kind children. Even Faisal, the mother who lost her youngest child, wept about her child's departure while feeling happy that her child was so sensible.

Faisal was unfortunate because he was born into a poor family with no way to help himself, not even to have enough to eat. But he was also lucky, that is, when he thought he was smart, but someone robbed him of his money and beat him to death, he met Mr. Daoud, whom he was willing to follow for the rest of his life!

He had never seen anyone with the same aura as Daoud, and he would never forget how that figure stepped out of the magnificent car when he thought he was going to die in the corner.

He still vividly remembers his words at the time, saying, "I need a smart kid to help me do something, and if it succeeds, I can give you a sum of money or grant you a wish." It's just that it's dangerous, and you might die because of it. So, son, are you going to take this job?"

"I do. At that time, he didn't even think about it, so he agreed very firmly.

Later, when Faisal became Daoud's indispensable right-hand man, he learned the truth from Faiz by chance.

It turned out that he had long been noticed by Daoud, who wanted to choose a smart child, and he was also asked to find someone to do the robbers he would encounter at that time, in order to make him lose his last support, and to understand how dark the world is, not just a smart brain can live like a fish in water.

Fai told him the story to laugh at him, but for Faisal, it was no problem at all.

Mr. Daoud did the right thing, and if it were him, he might have done it even more cruelly. At least he got that wish after completing the task in his life, didn't he? He got the opportunity to learn from his husband, and he grew up from the bottom step by step, and finally became the envy of even the noble young masters.

What's so bad about being used and deceived? At least it proves that you have the value of being used and deceived in the eyes of others. And the most important thing is the result!

Look at him now, he is in and out of the best hotels, where he can sit on his lap with any woman he wants, drink the most expensive red wine, and when he is idle, he can make his family treat himself like a god with a little money that seems to be insignificant.

From the poor ghost at the bottom to the position above 10,000 people at the top, he has been on TV and newspapers, and all the domestic media have given him the title of "Son of Miracles", thinking that he is a role model among the poor people!

He succeeded with his wits and hands, and lived a wonderful life.

Drinking the red wine in his hand, Faisal's face began to look ugly.

If he could, he really didn't want to remember the name that had made him fall from the clouds. When he set foot on American soil, he never thought that one day he would ruin his record of complete victory because of a woman, and also destroy his pride and self-esteem, and finally even have to be driven back to his country in humiliation!

This is something he can't bear no matter what, and when he returns to his own territory, he must get this account back a hundredfold and a thousandfold!

"Pour the wine!" he slammed his glass on the table with a crisp sound.

A young man dressed as a young man hurried over and filled his glass.

"What is this?" Faisal's face was made even more difficult to look at by the obvious color of the wine, and he wanted to reprimand the other person severely, but his heart twitched as he looked up at the man's face. "Who are you?"

With his prudence, he will be surrounded by his most trusted men. Everyone's identity has long been dug up by him, just to prevent people with bad intentions from staying by his side and biting him when he is not paying attention. But the young man in front of him was definitely not someone he knew, and he swore that he had never seen such a face in his life!

His excellent memory is something he is proud of, and he has absolute confidence in himself when it comes to memory.

So on this private jet thousands of meters above the ground, why did such a teenager appear in front of him without warning?

And, what about his men?

Faisal, who finally realized that something was wrong, stood up suddenly, and was about to put his hand on his waist, trying to pull the weapon from his waist.

However, he didn't get that opportunity, and a hand reached out and hit him directly into the abdomen. The force of the impact caused his stomach to roll in an instant, and a stream of food residue erupted as soon as his mouth opened. And weapons have long become the hands of the other party.

The boy was interested in playing with the cutlass that was so beautiful that it could be put in the museum: "It's a good knife, I'm sure my boss will like it very much." ”

Faisal has always preferred to use his brain to achieve his goals, and the exercise of his body is just to grow a body of muscles that look good and not look too developed. So under the fists of the teenager, he fell in shame. Not to mention fighting back, just looking at the tears and snot that came out of his originally handsome face because of vomiting, you know that he has completely lost the ability to resist.

Seeing him so embarrassed, the young man sighed twice: "You said how good it would be if you drank this glass of wine honestly?

"Who the hell are you?" Faisal gritted his teeth and stared at the other man desperately, wishing that his eyes could turn into a sharp blade and slash him with a thousand knives.

The young man smiled and turned the scimitar that had just arrived, and the golden and gorgeous knife flew through his fingertips, leaving a golden light like a large golden butterfly.

"Does it matter who I am? I thought you'd be more curious about where your men went. ”

Faisal's pupils shrank suddenly: "Where have all my people gone?" Even if he hadn't gotten an answer yet, he already had some guesses in his heart, but he didn't want to be right at all.

The boy looked at him with a grin, "You should thank me for arranging for them to accompany you to your god in your sleep." ”

Faisal's face was pale, and he wanted to laugh at the other party's big words in a disdainful tone, but reality told him that the other party's words should be true, otherwise it would be impossible for no one to come over to check on him for so long.

"What do you want? Money? I can give you 10 million! No, 50 million!"

Although it would be very distressing for him to take out a large sum of money he had, as long as he lived, it would not be difficult to earn that much money. Compared to life, everything else is no longer important!

The young man raised a finger and waved it in front of him, and his face showed some disappointment: "How did you say that you mixed up, you haven't made much money in Hollywood for so many years." ”

A sentence went straight into Faisal's heart, and God knows how much he wanted to eliminate his affairs in Hollywood, and it was best that everyone, including him, could stop remembering it.

"That's nothing to do with you!" he held his breath, using his reason to suppress the urge to curse. If his men are still ...... Damn! Where the hell did they go? Did they all get killed by the people in front of them?

He prayed that he would not be killed, because that meant that the boy could not be moved by any other means, and that no one would put such a witness alive who could prove that he had killed a dozen people into the hands of the police.

The boy looked at him with a smile and didn't say anything more, but looked at the "watch" on his wrist. The reason why I put quotation marks around that table is mainly because it shows not only the time, but also some numbers with unknown meanings.

"It seems that our enjoyable trip is coming to an end, and we hope you can have a happy trip in hell. The boy bent down and made the gesture of a Western medieval aristocracy, and against his slender figure he looked very gentlemanly and beautiful.

Faisal's heart pounded, and an ominous, near-death premonition instantly overwhelmed him. He tried to stand up, but found that he didn't know when he had been hit, and his body was completely unable to move as he had hoped. He obviously didn't drink that glass of wine that was obviously wrong, why did he lose the ability to move?

"What do you mean, what the hell have you done to me?" he screamed in terror. The inability to move his body plunged him into hysterics, and the inability to predict the future made him almost collapse.

Unfortunately, the boy was not interested in answering his question at all, but skillfully strapped a parachute hidden next to him, then easily opened the door of the cabin, and said something that made Faisal completely crazy before jumping down.

"Dear Mr. Faisal, there is one last word for you. If there is an afterlife, please stay away from Miss Leila Moran, do not let your filthy figure appear anywhere in her sight, do not let you breathe the same sky as her, and do not make her feel the slightest discomfort with your filthy soul. Have a nice trip. ”

As soon as the boy had finished what he wanted to say, he jumped down to Faisal's roar.

And just as the boy opened his parachute, the plane swooped out of control towards the ground, and before his feet could hit the ground, he plunged headlong into the desert.

If one compares the location of Leila in distress in the desert with the location where Faisal's plane fell, the two locations almost overlap on the map.

No one saw it, the young man who was slowly descending with a parachute took off a mask on his face when he saw the plane planted into the desert and the smoke after burning came out, it was Xiao Lu who should be working in the crew at this time!

For Faisal, the man who had been threatening Leila, he had long wanted to do something. This time, Faisal was expelled from the United States, and of course it was the work of old man Ausveld, and he also played a small role in it.

He also knew that the old man had found someone to prepare to do something to Faisal, and wanted to cut the grass and eradicate the roots, but he quietly took the lead in carrying out his own plan.

For Leila, he is full of gratitude. Not only is she grateful for her support and trust in her, allowing her talents to use 200% of her strength to become Hollywood's premier makeup artist, but she will not forget how she saved her companions for her own request, but was almost killed in this desert by a few rats.

So he arranged this time and sent Leila's enemies to hell with his own hands. Of course, he would never let the young lady know about this matter, as long as she was happy and lived happily, he would take care of all the things that would bother her.

May the gods of heaven forever bless that talented woman who still works hard!

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