Section 1387 Alternative Retaliation

Not surprisingly, Abdulrahman was also a 'prince', and he was related to Sarafah.

Coincidentally, his second grandfather, who was in his sixties, died in a plane crash not long ago, and the outside world speculated that he died at the hands of the current king guo, which is very beautiful.

After reading the information, Zhang Jing immediately had a revenge plan in his heart.

Don't vote d, after reading the information, there is a new way temporarily.

Two hours after the beach volleyball ended, Zhang Jing flew his girlfriend off at the airport, and he himself stayed, following the navigation given by the beautiful big rooster to the Dubai Mall.

This is a duty-free shopping mall, the scale and quality are no worse than the large shopping malls in Zhencheng.

Adjacent to the world's tallest building, the Burj Khalifa

Before entering the mall, find a barber shop and blow wash it.

Then enter the mall, change your clothes, and change your shoes. Xiushu.com

At 1.78 meters tall, it looks at least 1.83 meters because of a pair of white inner heights.

Big white shorts with a gray stand-up collar T-shirt look more undressed, and the clothes are fleshy.

After a while, the already handsome person has become even more handsome.

Glancing at the contents of his mobile phone, Zhang Jing took the elevator to the fourth floor, not caring about what was sold in the store, and walked along the wide and bright aisle.

There were still six or seven meters away from the two black-robed women walking in front, and the target was determined.

Putting away the mobile phone, Zhang Jing stepped forward quickly, pretending to pick up the money from the ground, and stopped the two women from behind in Amu, "Madam, your money has dropped."

The two black-robed women who were originally facing away turned their backs and looked back at Zhang Jing in unison, their expressions remained unchanged, and their eyes were brighter.

"Is this your money?" Zhang Jing asked with a 100-meter yuan.

I have never seen Zhang Jing so handsome, the two women reacted for two or three seconds, instinctively went to their Chanel handbag, and reacted, the older woman said first, "I don't have rice yuan in my bag, it's not mine."

"I didn't bring rice with me," the young woman reacted, "and it's not mine."

"Huh?" Zhang Jing pretended to have a confused expression, "Then whose is it?"

Zhang Jing looks clean, has a tall figure, and although his facial features are only seven points to see, he can be added 2 points by his hairstyle and clothes.

Who can stop this?

Seeing that Zhang Jing was embarrassed, the two women had their little hearts corrected, but the world did not allow them to react more.

"It seems that no one wants it," Zhang Jing said, holding up the money, "How about I use it to treat you to coffee?"

The two women were not stupid, they reacted for a moment and understood that this was a conversation, their faces were a little red, and the younger woman asked Zhang Jing, "Which country are you from, you are so bold, don't you know that there are religious police in camels?"

"I know, I'm just dazzled by your beauty."

A special note needs to be made here: don't be shy, don't be shy, don't be shy, the more confident you are, the luckier you are.

The two women were stunned, but they didn't expect Zhang Jing to fall in love with the two of them at the same time, so daring! xь.

Not knowing what to say, the two women led each other and left.

Zhang Jing didn't get entangled, turned around and left, packed some food from the fifth floor to take away, and arrived home at nine o'clock in the evening.

The girlfriend leaves, the female assistant also leaves, and she drinks by herself.

Generally speaking, Zhang Jing has a bottom line, and he will not be called a *** girl after a long night.

Smart beans and black beans are released to eat and sleep together.

If you don't hold something (alive), you have to sleep on the floor, and you will have insomnia in bed, and you don't know what is wrong.

The next morning, Zhang Jing drove out and drove 8.5 kilometers from Little Palm Island to Times Square for breakfast, where there is an authentic Cantonese morning tea restaurant.

Except for the high price, there is nothing wrong with it.

If you are a tourist, it is not recommended to walk in, five times the price of the hometown.

The regret of the person is that did not wait for the goal to appear.

Don't give up, after breakfast, Zhang Jing followed the instructions given by the beautiful big rooster and drove eight kilometers back.

At the exit of Little Palm Island, there is a stretch about 1 on the other side of the road

A golf course of .6 km and about 1 km wide.

After paying the annual fee of 20,000 meters, enter it.

I've never played golf before, and while waiting for the goal to appear, I learned from the caddy.

The caddy was a League white male, named Bruce, twenty-six or seventeen years old, who was employed by the course to coach members to play.

I once watched a short film, shot by Indians, in which all white Westerners became the servants of the third brother.

Unexpectedly, in real life in camels realized.

"Mr. Zhang," Bruce introduced, "golf is just a matter of putting the ball in the hole, and the fewer swings, the better the results."

More than 200 meters away, Zhang Jing looked at the hole with a small flag standing in the distance, and learned from Bruce to wave the cue in his hand.

The first shot flew straight away, flew to someone else's house, and the bloody thing was that it went into the hole.

The temporary coach was stunned and sighed that Zhang Jing was full of luck.

The second shot will not work.

The third shot is more beautiful, closer to the target hole, and the direction is more positive.

At this time, the sun is already relatively strong, use the golf cart to go to the landing point, and continue to play to the target hole.

About 30 minutes later, the beautiful rooster sent a message, and Zhang Jing deliberately hit the ball in front of the right.

It seems to be crooked to the Persian Gulf, but it makes the two people dock more than fifty meters apart.

Ameena was surprised that the Asian man she had just met at the mall at 8 o'clock last night would meet her for the second time so soon, and it seemed that the other party had arrived first.

With a thick skin, Zhang Jing took the initiative to attack, bravely went up to talk, and took the opportunity to ask for contact information.

The 42-year-old Amena has never seen Zhang Jing so shameless and skinless, and she didn't bear the entanglement and gave her Facebook account.

To get to the contact information, and to play a hammer ball?

Find a shady place, immediately bomb the account that has just arrived, have experience in coaxing multiple girlfriends, and successfully ask each other to have lunch together.

Because of the presence of religious police, the place to eat was Zhang Jing's residence on Little Palm Island.

At 11.30 p.m., Amena appeared with a tightly wrapped body.

Seeing Amena in a black robe standing outside his door, Zhang Jing had a bright smile on his face, and he didn't remember that girlfriend said that when a woman decided to go to a hotel with you, or go to your house alone, she actually accepted what she could do.

Running the train in his heart, Zhang Jing invited sideways, "Please come in."

Next is lunchtime, the dish is delivered to the door by phone, six dishes and one soup.

Wine is white wine that exists in the Mithril space.

"Mr. Jack," asked the bright-eyed Ameina, holding her glass in her right hand, "do you like my daughter, the girl who was with me at the mall last night?"

"No," Zhang Jing said, "I like you."

"My eldest son is 25 years old," Ameena reminded with a serious expression, "don't talk nonsense, okay?"

According to the information found by the beautiful big rooster, Ameena gave birth to her eldest son, Abdulaman, when she was 17 years old, and now she is 42 years old.

Although she is 42 years old, her appearance is still there, and she has a Middle Eastern beauty.

"I'm not talking nonsense," Zhang Jing shook his head, "I'm serious."

The air was half quiet, and Ameena asked, "When did you start paying attention to me?"

"It's been two years," Zhang Jing said nonsense yesterday evening, "finally waiting for you to change from a princess to a 'former princess.'" xь.

Amena trembled lightly in her heart, she didn't expect Zhang Jing to pay attention to herself for so long, and she had indeed just been divorced for two months.

Coupled with Zhang Jing's sincerity, Amena was completely unaware that this was a trap, a temporary revenge.

"The second shift has arrived."