Zhang Feng left the Palace of Republic and watched Arafat's convoy drive out of his sight. He knew that there was only so much he could do for Palestine for the time being.

If the PLO and Syria can be prepared to meet Israel's challenge, at least they will not be defeated so badly. In fact, Syria has always been at the forefront of the Palestinian-Israel struggle and is also a firm Arab defender. Later generations Gaddafi was on the blacklist of the United States until he was defeated thousands of times.

Zhang Feng didn't know that because he was under great pressure, he actually forgot a very classic battle in this war: Israel attacked the Beka Valley battle in the 6th Missile Brigade of the Syrian Earth-Air Sam!

Arafat's next stop is Kuwait, and I hope he can get good luck.

After parting with Saddam and others, Zhang Feng took a bus to his temporary residence in Baghdad. When he had just passed by, he was a good villa.

He set out. At some point, Udai actually came to the street outside the Republic Palace. He watched Kusai drive out of Kusai from a distance, and Udai smiled cruelly.

No matter who it is, you can't compete for power with yourself. There is only one ending! Only you are the father's future successor! Uday said in his heart.

Go north from the Palace of Republic, the Academy of Education and Fine Arts, and the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. Then, cross the Ahral Bridge across the Mother River, you can walk onto the Sed Harbor Street.

However, the driver did not cross the Ahral Bridge here, but continued to head north and reach the University of Baghdad.

Zhang Feng looked at the view outside the window and asked coldly: "What? Is it that I want to assassinate me?"

"His Excellency Couse, we received the news that we have indeed entered an ambush on Said Harbor Street, which is in an attempt to be unfavorable to you, so we chose another road." Hades, who was sitting in the front row of the car, said.

"Has the mastermind behind the scenes found out?" Zhang Feng asked.

"It has not been found out yet, but the ten*** is the instructor of Udai. Recently, it was discovered that the Minister of Petroleum Sharabi and Udai were very close. They must be planning adverse behaviors for you." Hades said.

Since Wudai dares to be unfavorable to him, then I am not polite! Zhang Feng knew that Wudai's entry was useless at all. Relying on being the boss, he could do whatever he wanted. This country must not be controlled by such entry!

Uday, if you dare to be unfavorable to me, then let’s compare and see who has the greatest fate!

At the same time, a car exactly the same as the one Zhang Feng had just taken drove on Said Harbor Street.

The driver is an Iraqi youth mixed in the streets of Baghdad. He was hired from an underground casino. He drove the car around Baghdad and got a hundred dinars. This is a very huge amount in modern times.

Although for some reason, the other party placed a few fakes in other places in the car, and he had no doubts.

He hummed a tune, stepped on the accelerator, and drove quickly on the streets of Baghdad according to the route prescribed by the other party. Soon, he arrived at Said Harbor Street.

Looking at the young men and women walking on the roadside, he couldn't help but whistle.

Suddenly, a truck in front drove out without warning and happened to be blocked on the road.

Damn it! The Iraqi youth stepped on the brakes and began to honk the horn wildly.

Get out of here, you are in my way!

"Tutu, Tututu." Suddenly, a driver jumped out of the car, took out a submachine gun, and quickly shot wildly at the car he was driving.

Without reason or warning, there will be many holes in the body of Iraqi youth.

Blood gushed out, and he didn't react at all. He just opened his eyes and died with his eyes open.

If I had known this, I wouldn't have made this hundred dinar!

Just now, when the mission was completed, I immediately jumped on the motorcycle that had been prepared on the roadside and prepared to start the escape.

Although the place is already secluded, it is still in the city of Baghdad. The police here can arrive in less than two minutes. If they were caught by the police in Baghdad, the target he killed was so important. His biggest wish would probably be to die one minute earlier.

"Buzz, buzz..." He skillfully hit the accelerator, and the wheels made a sound of burning wheels rubbing against the ground, and rushed out quickly.

Bypassing the truck he had just parked, it was stolen anyway, and if it was lost, it would not reveal any whereabouts.

The motorcycle was like an arrow running on the street. As long as he turned two intersections, he could change into another car and leave calmly.

Without any surprises, he rode his motorcycle to another car that had already been agreed to be placed there.

At this time, a sirens sounded at the scene just now.

He sneered. For those who had been through war for a long time, shooting an entry who was not familiar with him was not psychologically stressful at all.

Finally, he slammed the accelerator and took a cool tail-swinging action, and he stopped in front of the car.

I turned my head and saw that it was wrong. I clearly said it was for me to drive it. And I was in the distance and I hadn't seen any entry in front of the steering wheel yet. Why did I get in front of me and there was one more entry in there?

He immediately raised his submachine gun, but he was still one step slower.

"Bang!" A hole suddenly appeared in the middle of his head, and blood flowed out from it. The submachine gun in his hand fell to the ground all of a sudden, and he slowly leaned back.

The motorcycle was not well-deserved and fell down and hit him.

The inside of the car looked at the lying down with contempt and blasted the fuel tank several times.

Looking at the man who was already burned, the man in the car had no expression. He destroyed the corpse and traces, killing the incoming who should be killed, and killing the incoming who might reveal his letter. There is no flaw in doing things like this.

No matter how much money you give, you have to spend your life!

He put down his gun and, as Uday's confidant, it was time for him to go back and report.

He twisted the keys and prepared to start the car.

"Boom!" Without warning, the car suddenly exploded, and a larger fire ignited than the motorcycle just now.

Between the light and light, he suddenly realized all this. Although he was the confidant of Your Excellency Uday, he still knew the style of Uday's service. Either he didn't do it or did it, he would definitely do it!

Unexpectedly, I thought it was his confidant, but I still didn't let him go... Yurid witnessed all this, and when he saw the car burning, it was too late.

But then, he was glad that he did not move, because then, other people rushed to the scene and cursed at the car.

If Yurid hadn't been clever, his intelligence enrollment would have been exposed.

When he learned that Kusai was still alive, although Uday was quite frustrated, he did not show it publicly. At this time, if you go to trouble Kusai, it would be purely seeking death.

(To be continued)

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