Cairo International Airport,

A group of seven people walked down from the plane and walked out of the airport with a greeting to Mr. Sun's family.

After a whole day on the plane, who can make a fuss,,

When I stepped off the plane, my legs were soft, and Lao Song threw up directly holding the trash can on the side of the road, and the bile was about to vomit out.

Outside the airport, two off-road vehicles have been waiting for a long time, and when they saw us coming, they immediately greeted us.

"Hello, it's Mr. Sun who called him."

The person who spoke was 100% a foreign bodyguard, and his temperament was different from that of ordinary people, wearing a short-sleeved camouflage shirt like a bodybuilding coach.

A pair of eyes are extremely sharp, when shaking hands, I saw that his hands were full of calluses, eighty percent of them had been practiced, and fluent and standard Mandarin made us all embarrassed.

"Yes, may I ask you to be." Miko walked over and shook his hand,

"My name is Johnson, Mr. Abel's bodyguard, let's get in the car first." Johnson smiled kindly and nodded, beckoning us to get into the car,

When we got to the car, we found that this grandson talked a lot, and he liked to ask about everything, which was quite gossip in today's words.

chatting with Lao Song is so happy, from national events to private gossip, even Mr. Abel *** was caught in his own main house The scene was also chatted,

After a while, the car stopped in front of the gate of a hotel called Severfos, and several people in camouflage uniforms walked out of the gate.

Everyone looks like a 10,000-year-old iceberg, staring at us coldly,

Johnson stepped forward to say a few words to a few people, beckoned to us and led us in,

"Hello, I'm Abel."

In the guest room on the second floor, it can be regarded as seeing the main owner this time, Mr. Abel,

This old uncle is wearing a casual suit, his eyes are bright, and he looks better than us young spirits.

When he saw us, he hurriedly pulled us into the room, and didn't put any shelves for us, which made us think he was very good.

A fluent Mandarin with a slight Northeast flavor shocked us.

"Let's not waste time, let's get straight to the point, let's take a look at these photos."

Before we could finish our shock, Mr. Abel took out a stack of photos from a cloth bag and put them on the table, and said to us with an excited face,

"Oh mom, this time it's amazing, we can be regarded as having met."

If you look closely, the things on these photos are much the same, they were all taken in one place,

A pyramid tip was exposed on the golden desert, a stone tablet was faintly exposed, and the rest of the place was buried by the wind and sand.

The distance of the photo is a bit far, and the other content can't be seen, so I can only determine that this is our destination.

"Mr. Abel, who took these pictures?" Dad looked at the photo with a frown, turned his head to Abel and asked,

"I was a company employee, and I came to travel, but I happened to meet this thing, and I knew that I loved these antiquities, so I came to find me." Abralle took out a wooden box from his bag, opened the box and looked up to see that it was full of cigars.

"Come, brothers, smoke a cigarette first, drink at night and leave tomorrow." Abel laughed and threw a cigar to us, took out a lighter and lit one himself.

I took a puff curiously, and immediately coughed, damn it, this smell is too strong, right?

"Uncle Abel, who taught you Mandarin." Lao Song asked curiously,

"The grandson surnamed Sun, the uncle's is not a thing, he taught me Mandarin every day when he was studying abroad, and his grandmother is from the Northeast." Abel scolded angrily,

Sure enough, Mr. Sun was really a ruffian when he was young, specializing in teaching foreign friends to speak Northeast dialect.

But it can also be seen that Mr. Sun is still relatively kind, at least he didn't teach people Sichuan.

Lao Song disagreed, and felt that it was very glorious, we are going to die to learn English, and when I was in college, I was tired and half dead for a level four.

The gringos can make it easy for them to learn Chinese, and it's good not to teach them Sichuanese.

At the dinner table, the seven of us chatted happily with Mr. Abel and Johnson.

After three rounds of wine and five flavors, everyone drank almost enough, and Mr. Abel also shouted a song in English that the two of them stood up and twisted for half an hour.

Watching Mr. Abel's performance, everyone present was amazed, and they couldn't help but applaud thunderously for a long time.

Mr. Sun, Mr. Sun, you are really my idol, you can teach authentic foreigners like this, you are convinced,

It is estimated that Johnson has also learned a lot from Abel, and with Lao Song, the second goods, he stood on the chair and yelled at our Chinese Divine Comedy, the most dazzling national style.

"Medicine, medicine, Chek."

The shocking lyrics make people frightened,

The song came out of the window, and the passers-by downstairs couldn't help but be shocked, and their bodies swayed slightly.

I think there must be no such classic music here in Egypt, otherwise I would be excited to hear this song.

When everyone was drunk and the corpse was about to stand up, one by one staggered back to the room, Ming'er still had to work hard, let's have a good rest today,

"Knock knock,."

Just as I was sleeping comfortably, there was a sudden knock on the door, who, the big night still didn't let people rest,,

Angry scolding the street, yawning and walking over and opening the door, Dad,

"I forgot something, I have to pack up my equipment today, you guys hurry up."

As soon as the words fell, Dad turned around with his bag and walked to Mr. Abel's room.

When we arrived, Mr. Abel smiled: "It's not that I don't let the big guy sleep, it's that I'm too happy, I forgot, don't mind." ”

Yes, everyone has said so, what else can you say, you can't take a slipper and shoot someone's old face,

"I won't go, Johnson will go with you, there are some things surnamed Sun who can't give up the money, so he can only rely on me."

Mr. Abel smiled bitterly and said to Johnson: "You go and bring the equipment you bought that time, which is the batch you bought with a relationship." ”

Ouch, what kind of rhythm is this, the rhythm that opens our eyes,

No matter who we are, we can hear that this batch of equipment is definitely not simple, otherwise Mr. Sun will not be able to get it.

"Johnson is a Navy SEAL veteran, and he has made a lot of good deals." Mr. Abel said with a smug smile, and did not forget to sarcastically mock Mr. Sun: "As far as the urine of that old thing, you have to cry for a year if you buy these things." ”

Within a few minutes, Johnson walked in with four men in camouflage uniforms, with several large boxes behind them.

"One set of Navy SEAL equipment per person, saber flashlight, military watch, MP5 submachine gun, night vision device." The GI muttered excitedly, fiddling with the equipment: "Good guys, the gas masks are ready for us." ”

"Let's take our things back and get dressed and set off early tomorrow morning." Johnson said to us,

Back in the room, I lay quietly on the bed in a daze, for some reason, suddenly felt quite exciting, could it be that I am also an adventurous person,