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Chapter 150 Prince Alwaleed (1)

Paris is the capital of art and the most romantic place in the world.

Through the car window, you can see everything outside, whether it is cultural connotation or urban buildings, and even the neatly repaired lawns and shrubs, you can feel the graceful and luxurious style. Occasionally, two people are lingering and kissing there, which makes the people in the inspection team sigh.[]

However, Zhang Feng did not have the leisure to watch these. The TV series of later generations have been open to this level. However, if Khomeini saw it, he would probably want to go up and use a machine gun to kill them. This is the difference in culture.

Zhang Feng closed his eyes, and he knew that the road ahead would not be so smooth.

Sarah looked at Zhang Feng curiously. At this time, she observed this person so close for the first time and found that he had extraordinary control and was not as excited as the people on the bus behind. Maybe this is the difference between the superiors and others.

However, within five minutes, Sarah heard the other party's slightly emphasized snoring, and then she realized: It turned out that the other party was just asleep!

This instead allowed her to look at this person without worry.

At this time, Kusai had lost his tenderness. The lines on the sides were very clear, and the face was full of maturity and stability.

This is the legendary Iraqi man!

Sarah looked outside and had already walked to the most famous Champs Avenue in Paris. She originally wanted to be a free tour guide for him! Unfortunately, this is the most famous high-end consumer goods in the world and is the favorite of the French upper class aristocratic society.

Suddenly, the Mercedes-Benz sedan suddenly stopped.

A person came across the side, regardless of the vehicle driving in the middle, ran to the other side of the road.

And behind him, there were several people chasing, holding bright machetes in their hands.

As the car stopped, Zhang Feng was awakened, and then he saw everything ahead.

It turns out that it is the same everywhere. Behind the glamorous, everything that is still dirty still exists. What you see is probably the French version of the young and dandy.

All of this has nothing to do with Zhang Feng, he is just a passerby.

He also knew that the other party would move very quickly, because it would not take long for the police to be dispatched, and then those who did not run away would be sent to the police station, right?

Seeing two mermaids passing by in a row, Zhang Feng was about to let the car drive away, but an unexpected situation happened.

The young man did not get rid of the person chasing him from behind, but after seeing that this was the car from the Iraqi Embassy, ​​he ran towards him instead.

In an instant, countless thoughts flashed through Zhang Feng's mind. Could it be another conspiracy, Mossad's assassination plan against him?

Since it was on French land, Zhang Feng's subordinates did not carry weapons, which is not allowed by law.

However, if the other party wants to assassinate him, he should place a car in front to block the road, but the front is wide open quickly and you can escape at any time.

Zhang Feng was ready and ordered the driver to prepare to drive, and then glanced at the young man again.

At this time, he was almost caught up by the other party, and the sharp machete had been raised high by the other party.

"Save him quickly, he is my brother!" Suddenly, Sarah beside her said.

Your brother? Zhang Feng's brain was short-circuited in an instant. It was said that we would never meet in life. This is too exaggerated, right?

However, Zhang Feng had decided to rescue him because the person who came was obviously an Arab, and he was half of his brother!

At this time, the other party was still four or five meters away from the Mercedes-Benz. Zhang Feng quickly opened the car door and then suddenly threw his dagger.

Although guns and ammunition cannot be carried, Zhang Feng still carries self-defense weapons like daggers with him.

When throwing a dagger, Zhang Feng can completely hit every shot within ten meters.

"Chi!" The dagger flew over the scalp of the Arab young man with a sharp sound of wind and inserted it into the raised arm of the man behind him.

"Bang!" The machete in the other party's hand fell to the ground.

"Who? Dare to meddle in other people's business?" The person behind him shouted in French, like a boss.

Zhang Feng shook his head. He really couldn't understand French, but for a gangster of the other party, he could fight them alone.

Suddenly, Zhang Feng felt a little itchy.

Zhang Feng, who was a special forces in his previous life, sometimes fought with scums, gangsters and others in society, but he has not yet fought with the French underworld!

In the car behind, members of the Rattlesnake Special Forces came out one after another and rushed towards the group of people.

But they did not run faster than Zhang Feng.

Zhang Feng assisted in a few steps, and a beautiful raising his leg, kicked the person who was shouting at Ula Ula behind him to the ground. Then, at an incredible angle, he avoided the machete that the person next to him waved, and hit the soft part of his ribs with both hands, and immediately fell down in pain.

At this time, the team behind arrived and knocked the remaining few people to the ground.

To deal with such people, the Rattlesnake Special Forces all took ruthless measures. If it weren't for the French territory, these people would have become disabled.

"Thank you." said the rescued Arab young man.

"Brother!" Sarah was very happy to see that all the arrogant members of the underworld were knocked down by Zhang Feng and others so easily. She stood up and helped the Arab young man up.

"Sarah!" The other party also recognized her, "Why are you here?"

"I came with General Kusai." Sarah said, pointing to the handsome young man next to her.

General Kusai? The young man was excited, but he was also a little inferior.

At this moment, a sirens sounded from afar.

"Let's go." Zhang Feng said.

When the police arrived, although they would not do anything to them, it was a trouble after all, so I would rather leave first to save trouble.

"Brother, come with us." Sarah said.

The captain looked at the person who was knocked down on the ground and nodded.

In the Mercedes-Benz, looking at the young man next to him who had several scars on his face, Zhang Feng asked: "Brother, why are you so embarrassed here?"

The other party took a breath, endured a swollen pain on his cheeks, and said, "No, I owe them money."

Zhang Feng knew as soon as he heard this, he turned out that the other party was loan sharks.

"Did you owe them money? How much did you owe?" Zhang Feng asked. Since Sarah called him brother, they should be wealthy Saudis. Do Saudis still need to borrow money? They lend money to others and it's almost the same! Zhang Feng feels very interesting.

"I borrowed $500,000 to make an investment, but it failed..." he said.

500,000 US dollars? Still investing? I remember that Saudis don’t need to do any investment activities at all, right?

"You are Sarah's brother?"

"Yes, I am Prince Alvaleid of Saudi Arabia and Princess Faisal's brother." The other party said.

"Brother!" Sarah, who was sitting in the front row, was immediately deflated when she heard this. She wanted to hide her identity, but now everything was exposed.

Prince Alvaleid, Princess Faisal, and Zhang Feng was shocked. It turned out that both of them had great backgrounds. They were members of the Saudi royal family!

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