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He had planned to leave with the others, but he had to stop after walking a few steps because of the sharp pain in his little legs.

Immediately, the man squatted on the ground and began to ponder, and after a minute he turned to Lei Dong, limped over, and said in fluent Chinese: "Dear gentleman from China, I would like to ...... Maybe we can make a good 'deal' between us?"

"'Trade'?" Lei Dong was surprised.

It's already strange that an Arab man can speak Chinese, and he still has to do 'dealing' with himself, doesn't he know that freedom is not easy to come by, and the most important thing now is to leave the police station?

The man walked up to Lei Dong, his body stood up straight, although his clothes were shabby, and his hair was messy, but it was difficult to hide a noble aura rushing to his face, obviously he was not an ordinary Arab, and he should have a high social status and economic strength before being caught.

"Yes, a bargain for you. The man was very confident and said, "I listened to your conversation with that Chinese just now and know that you are also Chinese." The kindness and benevolence of the Chinese are well known, and the Chinese culture has a long history, it is a country that I yearn for and 'fascinated', and I have traveled to China countless times. I think I should be a friend of the Chinese, so I implore you, also from China, to help me and help yourself. ”

This was the first time that Lei Dong had heard a positive evaluation of China and the Chinese from the mouth of an Arab since his mission, and even some flattery, so he became curious about this person and asked, "Tell me your request?"

The man said: "I hope you can escort me to Turkey safely, only a few dozen kilometers away, an hour or two is enough." ”

Blatantly making such a request to a Black Death Apostle, this person is either brain-sick, or has a certain dependence.

Lei Dong continued to ask, "What about your conditions?"

The man smiled, a smile of pride and confidence, and said, "You can open whatever you want." ”

Lei Dong also laughed and said, "What a big breath, listening to what you mean, you seem to be omnipotent?"

"Theoretically, except in Aleppo. The man sighed and said, "As long as money can solve the problem, it is not a problem for me." Dear sir, use your imagination and name a number, whether it is dollars, pounds sterling or euros, or even your Chinese people + currency, I can satisfy you. ”

It turned out to be an Arab tyrant, and at such a time, he actually thought that money was omnipotent.

Lei Dong immediately lost interest, waved his hand and said, "I don't need money." Since you want to stay, let's continue to live in the little dark house with them. ”

The man immediately panicked and said loudly: "Sir, please believe me, although I was arrested, it was a misunderstanding, I can really give you a lot of money." ”

Lei Dong raised his hand and pointed to the east, and said, "Did you hear it, the gunshots, the cannon fire never stopped for a moment." Aleppo is fighting, and money means nothing to us. ”

In fact, the man didn't care about the war, he cared about whether he could get out alive, seeing Lei Dong's resolute attitude, he suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and suddenly said loudly: "Sir, you don't need money, but you must need weapons, I can provide you with weapons." ”

"Weapons?" Lei Dong was shocked in his heart, and couldn't help but re-examine the person in front of him.

The Black Death were treacherous and abandoned by almost the entire world, so their sources of weapons were extremely limited.

The most important way is to snatch weapons from the enemy, kill a soldier of the political army, you will get a gun, capture a barracks, you can replenish a batch of weapons.

The second channel is to buy weapons at all costs from arms dealers who are willing to take risks through 'smuggling'.

The Black Death took over large swaths of territory, killing and looting everywhere they went, with the aim of raising money for the purchase of weapons.

There is also a channel, that is, to make it yourself, pickup trucks weld a few steel plates for armored vehicles, an iron frame and a seamless steel pipe is the simplest rocket launcher, because they can't make cannons, the Black Death, who was 'forced' helpless, actually came up with a way to use gas canisters as cannonballs.

Had it not been for the lack of weapons, especially heavy weapons and air force, the Black Death might have taken Damascus.

Seeing Lei Dong's 'dew' in shock, the man looked very proud, wiped his beard and said: "If it was a month ago, in my hometown of Titrik, I would have been able to provide three MiG fighters and twelve T62 tanks. They were all left by Saddam Hussein, buried in the sand, and well kept. But this is Aleppo, and I can provide up to 1,000 guns, 30,000 rounds + ammunition, and five Humvee military vehicles. ”

It was hard for Redon to imagine how he had hidden so many weapons in Aleppo if what this man said was true.

"Is that all?" said Redon, who didn't think this was the limit of a man's abilities, and therefore seemed less enthusiastic.

Sure enough, the man became even more proud, and said: "If you provide a comfortable living environment and rich and delicious food in the process of protecting me, I will consider providing twenty 'mortars', two thousand artillery shells, and thirty sets of shoulder-fired rocket launchers." ”

It's so unexpected, can this guy arm an army?

Such a big man was actually locked up in a small black room as an ordinary prisoner, and he was almost starved to death.

This shows how ridiculous the Black Death's behavior was, and they caught people in without interrogation.

"Anything else?" Redon really wanted to know where this man's limits were.

"Sir, we are doing 'trading', not testing each other's hole cards. The man thought that Lei Dong had been shocked by the conditions he had offered, and he seemed unscrupulous, and actually looked at Lei Dong with a condescending look.

Among all the people present, only Zhao Weiguo could understand the conversation between the two, and suddenly said: "Sir, don't believe him, he is a liar, he brags every day." ”

Lei Dong+ suddenly wanted to laugh, he also felt that this person was a liar, otherwise he would not have been able to say so many crazy things.

But the man suddenly burst into a rage, pointed at Zhao Weiguo and shouted: "Be bold, dare to question the authority of this king, you should bear the punishment of cutting your tongue!"

"Listen, he's talking crazy again, and these days he's locked up in a cell with him, and he's talking all day about what kind of descendant he is, what the real king is. It's not crazy or anything, I haven't even heard of the Faisal dynasty. Zhao Weiguo thought that this was an opportunity for his performance, and said: "Chief, don't talk nonsense with this kind of person, lock him up and starve him for three days, he won't dare to say anything crazy." ”

King Faisal?

When he heard this term, Lei Dong's heart almost jumped out.

Isn't it true that he risked his life to enter war-torn Syria in search of King Faisal so that he could bring the dragon's head back to China?

After entering Aleppo, the focus of his work shifted to find two groups of six missing people, who thought that those two people had come to Aleppo in pursuit of King Faisal, and finding them would be equivalent to finding King Faisal.

But who would have thought that the two of them did not find it, but they found King Faisal first.

Lei Dong forced his 'excited' mood and asked, "What's your name, why should I believe you?"

"This king, Abdullah Karim, is the thirty-sixth successor of the Faisal dynasty. "Apparently this guy didn't hide his identity in prison, but no one believed him.

Now he said it in one breath, and then he looked at Lei Dong with anticipation.

To his surprise, he did not see the mocking expression on Lei Dong's face when he claimed to be a descendant of the royal family, but a solemn and solemn expression.

Lei Dong stroked his 'chest' with his right hand, and actually bowed to him respectfully, saying, "Dear His Majesty Karim, McRae from the East would like to express my sincere greetings to you. ”

"Your Majesty?" Karim suddenly became extremely agitated, trembling all over, his lips trembled, and his eyes were full of tears: "You...... You call me Your Majesty?"

"Am I wrong?, according to Islamic tradition, should you be called the Great Imam, the Great Ayatollah, the 'Maullah', or the Sultan, the Caliph?"

"No, I'm not qualified to call myself a caliph or a great imam, you can just call me Your Majesty!" Karim raised his head and 'chest', put his hands behind his back, and said in an extremely solemn tone: "The Faisal Kingdom is just a small country, like a flash in the pan, and it has not yet been recognized by mainstream history, but our inheritance is still there, and I still have the noble blood of the royal family flowing in my body!"

It was simply a climb down the pole, Lei Dong couldn't cry or laugh in his heart, but he also made a solemn expression on his face, and said: "It's a coincidence that the contemptible people know a little about the history of the Faisal dynasty, and they have deep admiration for the merits of the great Faisal king back then. But how can you prove that you are a descendant of King Faisal?"

"This is the proof!" Karim said, tearing open his shirt to reveal a camel tattoo on his chest, "This is the mark of the Faisal dynasty, which has not changed for thousands of years!"

"As far as I know, the Faisal dynasty was indeed marked by camels. However, this is just a tattoo, and anyone can get it. Lei Dong shook his head and said, "I'm afraid this can't convince the public, right?"

Karim was anxious: "Of course I need a lot of evidence, but it's all in my hometown of Tikrit. If you can escort me to Tikrit, Mr. McRae, I will not only prove that I am the true King of Faisal, but also make you a great general, and enjoy the life of a nobleman. ”

"Still no. Aleppo is fighting, and we cannot escort you to Tikrit. Redon shook his head urgently: "Since you claim to be the king, I think you should bring some ancient things related to the royal heritage, right?

Although the dragon head is not a Faisal thing, it is also a bronze object!

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