There were still a large number of stranded guests waiting in the corridor outside the door, these people were panicked and did not dare to run around, nervous and had no idea, so they could only huddle together for comfort. Pen~Fun~Pavilion www.biquge.info Zhou Qingfeng walked briskly through the crowd with a big bag, and no one paid attention to him.

"Aren't you worried that female journalists and celebrities will give away your secrets? I thought you'd kill them. Valenna asked after Zhou Qingfeng.

"Leak what?" Zhou Qingfeng kept moving forward, "Leak the story you made up?" I'm not so ruthless, and I'm always softer with women. ”

"They always give the investigators some information."

"Believe me, in a big event like this, all kinds of overwhelming true and false news will fly all over the sky. The investigators are not troubled by too little information, but by too much contradictory information and do not know which one is true? ”

"But your Lin Sen's identity is likely to be exposed."

"Exposure is exposure, I don't care at all. Because I'm not an actor at all. ”

Valenna was a little surprised, and accepted Zhou Qingfeng's statement with suspicion.

Walking out of the area where the guests live, the whole estate is still in disarray. A large number of people are running around like headless flies, and countless rescue vehicles are driving in from outside, but there is no effective command. There were even policemen who came to investigate the imaginary 'homicide', and were scared away when they saw corpses all over the ground.

In a Middle Eastern country like the United Arab Emirates, the society is not as orderly as imagined, and the government agencies have been in peace for too long, and the efficiency is extremely low when they encounter big troubles. In particular, Zhou Qingfeng also activated the individual electronic warfare system, which caused the ten kilometers around the manor to become an information island.

The long period of information closure brought great panic, and a large number of people in the manor fled in the dark. When Zhou Qingfeng found Yuan Mei and the others, the three women in his family were obedient and stayed in the room. When they came out, they realized that there had been a shootout in the manor, and they were frightened for a while.

No one stopped him, no one inquired, Zhou Qingfeng took a ticket and got a few cars and left the manor. Yuan Mei and the others did not return to the hotel, and flew directly back to China. And he himself stayed with Valenna.

Time came to dawn, and the manor where the accident occurred calmed down.

Guarded by thousands of military and police personnel, the extremely ugly face of the Crown Prince of Hamdan returned to his private estate. And the luxurious residence, which was glamorous last night, was unrecognizable and devastated in just one night.

The lawn of the manor was crushed by a large number of emergency vehicles, like a torn rag. The wrought iron railings used as the fence had dozens of holes, which were forced to open by the various vehicles fleeing the area.

On the outside, it's a mess on the inside.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince walked into the manor and saw that his home looked as if it had been swept away by a hurricane, with broken buildings and broken furniture everywhere. All sorts of ornamental luxuries were thrown everywhere - some daring servants had sacked the manor last night, thinking that there had been a real war.

The body had been removed, but the blood stains on the ground had not yet been cleared. Looking at the various marks of the black and red, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince couldn't control his heartbeat. Let him be powerful and rich, but he is only a mortal, and he can kill him with a single bullet.

"What the hell is going on?" There are not a few bodyguards left of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, and the others are either dead or fleeing.

Many mercenaries and servants who had been through the battle did not return at all after they fled, because now fools felt that His Royal Highness was too dangerous to be around - to cause such huge casualties and destruction, it would be absolutely death-provoking.

Because there were not enough witnesses to the scene, no one could tell the details of last night's incident. At present, the quality of the UAE military and police personnel who are following the crown prince is limited, and they also look at the messy manor like a fool, secretly wondering who is making such a big battle?

At this time, only the Americans can help. The UAE and the United States have intelligence cooperation, but the CIA sent people to investigate the scene and took the initiative to answer questions for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

"We did an avatar comparison and confirmed that the woman who was caught last night was called Valena. She is the commander of the special forces of the Russian Ministry of Internal Affairs and has been involved in a number of extremely high-impact foreign operations. ”

CIA agents showed Crown Prince Hamdan a few documents, the first of which was information about Valenna.

Hearing that it was about the Russian Ministry of Internal Affairs, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was anxious. He grabbed the document and hurriedly flipped through one or two, although he didn't know too much, he could feel that great trouble was enveloping him. He asked incomprehensibly, "Why did the Russians kill me?" ”

"As an ally, we have initiated an inquiry with the Russian Ministry of Internal Affairs on your behalf. They said Valenna used to be a member of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, but she is now out of control and has been removed. The CIA agent said.

"It's a lie!" Crown Prince Hamdan yelled irritably. He was frightened and frightened, and a chill ran down his spine.

But something worse is yet to come.

The CIA agent gave another piece of information, "It's just Valenna's words, the matter is not too bad, and we think that the Russian Interior Ministry's statement has some credibility." But the appearance of this person must cause a high degree of vigilance. ”

The new material is thin, and the first page is a portrait drawn through a verbal description by the medical staff of the manor's medical department. It depicts a tall man wearing a skull helmet with a strange exoskeleton. This guy is extremely scary to look at!

"Who is this man?" Crown Prince Hamdan stared at the portrait for a while, and suddenly exclaimed: "Isn't this the invisible warrior who appeared on the battlefield in Syria not long ago?" He had once exposed this iconic skull helmet. ”

The Invisible Warrior has swept the world, and too many people know about his image.

"This guy has not only appeared on the battlefield in Syria, he has appeared in too many places, and in the past two or three years, as long as there are major events in the world, he is indispensable." After speaking, the CIA agent paused and sighed, lowered his voice and said, "We have been trying to catch him, but we can't." ”

"You can't even catch him?" In the eyes of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, the CIA is the most powerful organization in the world, capable of almost anything.

Hehehehe...... CIA agent's heart was bitter - if we can catch this kid, will we list him as the most dangerous person in the world? The devastation this guy has caused has made Great America feel painful, but there is nothing to be done about him.

"This guy in a skull mask is supposed to be here to save Valenna, so we'd love to know why Valenna was captured at your manor?" The C.I.A. agent asked the crucial question, "Please be honest with us, or no one will be able to help you." ”

Crown Prince Hamdan hesitated for a second or two, and finally felt that his life was more important than his face. He whispered, "My men have bought a group of slave girls in Syria, the younger ones. It's been going well in the past, but this time it's Valenna's stinky bitch. ”

A very young slave girl?

The CIA agent could already imagine the disgusting and filthy this, but he still asked with a cold face, "I need information about this batch of female slaves." ”

The information was quickly submitted by the Crown Prince's servants, and the girls, who were in their teens or even a few years old, often did not even have a name, only a simple photograph. When these photos were transmitted back to the US military base in Turkey, Fidel, a senior CIA intelligence officer in charge of Middle East affairs, immediately exclaimed.

"Isn't this the little girl we saw in Palmyra?"