Zhuo Yuan and Prince Amsih from Central Asia, who also sponsored the model contest, came to the Imperial Hotel.

Prince Amsih was young, in his early thirties, dressed in traditional Arab attire and accompanied him with four bodyguards, in addition to a dozen or so staff members who accompanied him.

Zhuo Yuan looked at the four bodyguards, each of them was tall and had a grim expression. It is said that these four people were all former British special forces, and it was common for them to fight against ten.

Prince Amsih liked to put on a show, and specially arranged for an extended Lincoln to receive him at the airport. Otherwise, Zhuoyuan's Cayenne, people still disdain.

In the banquet hall, a sumptuous banquet had been prepared, and Prince Amsih sat down happily.

The waiters had already begun to serve food back and forth, and the four bodyguards, two standing outside the banquet hall and two guarding the hall, were experienced people looking at the posture.

The male and female security guards were not yet allowed to enter the banquet hall to eat, so they had to stay outside.

A waiter walked in with a plate of tagini, a traditional Arabic dish made of glazed clay vessels—a tray covered with a conical lid that was cooked directly on the fire to allow the food to simmer inside.

Zhuo Yuan didn't retreat, wanting to see what was inside. He hadn't eaten Arabic food yet.

At this glance, Zhuo Yuan was taken aback, there was no vegetable in the lid, but a bomb.

Zhuo Yuan didn't dare to show his feet, countless thoughts flashed in his heart, this is either a certainty. Time. Explode. Bullet, or a remote one. Control.. Explode. Play. As soon as the waiter puts down the plate and leaves the banquet hall, it will explode.

Prince Amsih said happily in English: "Sir, you can also try our famous Arabic dish, this Tagini is very famous." ”

The waiter put Tagini down and said, "Please slow down." And he withdrew to the door.

Zhuo Yuan knew that he couldn't hesitate any longer, he jumped up violently, grabbed the waiter's collar, and shouted: "There is a bomb on the plate." ”

The waiter's face changed, he thought that he was doing it very rigorously, this not amazing Zhuo Yuan had never even opened the plate, how could he know that there was a bomb inside?

However, thinking about it, the waiter's subordinates are not ambiguous, he shook his hand and opened Zhuo Yuan's arm, you know, Zhuo Yuan's strength is comparable to the world's heavyweight boxing champion, but the waiter just waved his hand lightly, blocking Zhuo Yuan's arm.

Must not let him out of the restaurant, Zhuo Yuan knew very well in his heart that once this bomb exploded, none of the people in the entire room would survive. His men were non-stop, extremely agile, and wrestled around the waiter. Zhuo Yuan is like a fierce cheetah, his fists and feet are not far from the vital point of the waiter.

Zhuo Yuan was also very anxious in his heart, if the switch of this bomb was in the hands of the waiter, it would be good to say, if it was someone outside. Control. Explode. If they play, they will be ruthless, regardless of the lives of their accomplices, and this room will definitely be all played.

The waiter seemed to be only twenty-four or five years old, but he had a lot of experience in fighting, and what Zhuo Yuan lacked was precisely the fighting skills.

The panicked Prince Amsih crawled to the side, and his British bodyguards rushed in, escorted Prince Amsikh, and slowly moved towards the door. The four guns lit up in unison, pointing at the waiter and Zhuoyuan.

But the two were tightly entangled together, and the bodyguards were afraid of accidentally injuring Zhuo Yuan for a while, so they didn't dare to shoot.

Zhuo Yuan became more and more frightened, if this continued, it would definitely be him Zhuo Yuan who couldn't hold on. However, the four bodyguards only cared about protecting Prince Amsich, holding guns like clay wood carvings, and they didn't know how to come to help.

Fortunately, the female security guard heard the movement in the banquet hall and rushed in, her skills were extraordinary, as soon as she joined the battle group, the balance of victory began to tilt to Zhuoyuan's side.

The waiter punched out with both fists, and the momentum sank, forcing the female security guard and Zhuo Yuan to take a step back, he smiled slightly, and did not run away, but spread out his palm, revealing a small remote control.

His thumb pressed the button on the remote.

"Don't mess around. If you shoot, you have to fight whether your gun is fast or my hand is fast. There was enough explosives on the plate for us to meet Hades together. The waiter had no fear: "Prince Amsikh is porcelain, I'm just a broken brick, touch it, and see who suffers." ”

"You give me the remote control, let you go, and never be held accountable." Zhuo Yuan immediately decided, now is not the time to find out who wants to kill Prince Amsich.

The waiter stepped back to the door, and he smiled playfully: "You are not qualified to bargain with me. Stay where you are, or you'll be done together. ”

Zhuo Yuan was anxious, now it was a dilemma, if he chased out, as soon as the waiter pressed the remote control, the entire hall was afraid of heavy casualties, if he didn't chase out, as long as he was safe, he could still press the remote control. The situation was completely in the hands of the waiter.

The waiter stepped back, half of his body out of the banquet hall. He still had a smug smile on his face: "Lost ......"

Not finished yet.

"Bang!"

Zhuo Yuan suddenly saw a string of blood flying from his temples, and the waiter's eyes widened in disbelief, and his eyeballs almost bulged out.

It was an absolute fatal shot. He fell limply to the ground.

A beautiful young girl pounced on top of him and grabbed the waiter's hand, which was about to be spread.

Her hand tightly grasped the remote control in the waiter's hand, and shouted, "This is the pressure remote control, it will explode as soon as you release it." Hurry up and get out. ”

Zhuo Yuan recognized her,

Wenqin White!

Without having time to hesitate, Zhuo Yuan pulled the female security guard and ran out of the banquet hall quickly.

To his surprise, the chubby Prince Amsikh, surrounded by four bodyguards, actually ran faster than him.

A large number of police officers had surrounded the Imperial Hotel, and the people outside the security line had already turned pale with fright, and she was really scared to encounter this kind of thing on the first day of work.

The female security guard glanced at Zhuo Yuan intentionally or unintentionally, and in the banquet hall just now, Zhuo Yuan's performance surprised the female security guard.

The female security guard had these thoughts in her heart, but her face was silent.

Zhuo Yuan was thinking about the same problem as the female security guard.

The female security guard stood casually beside Zhuo Yuan, as if nothing had happened.

The bomb disposal expert, who was busy in the hotel for a long time before the danger was lifted, Wen Qinbai, who was drenched in sweat, walked out, she was still wearing civilian clothes, and her sweat-soaked hair was attached to her beautiful face.

Wen Qinbai walked among the police, and after talking to Prince Amsih in fluent English for a while, he found Zhuoyuan: "We rushed here as soon as we got the information about today's matter." But I'm sorry to be a step too late and frighten you. You will need to go to the police station to record a detailed statement later. ”