Chapter 1207 Peace talks

The UAE agent who called temporarily drove three pickup trucks to load Valad away. I thought that the real God of Wealth in Saudi Arabia would become real money only if it fell into their hands, just like Salma's father and others before.

However, the woman who was hiding in the back seat was also pulled down and taken away. The UAE agent who was familiar with interpersonal relationships smiled awkwardly at a glance: "Valard's daughter has just married Faisal as her little wife..."

Oh, I really can't understand this complicated royal marriage relationship.

Qi Tianlin changed another Japanese sedan and entered the city. It was because these Japanese cars had no background to check. At this time, Qi Tianlin basically had only one of the most important goals. The head of state was the most important. The remaining few people could solve the problem. If you let it go, you don’t have to worry about slowly cleaning up later. Now the whole situation in Saudi Arabia is destined to be in chaos. Maybe the head of state alone cannot control the lack of right-hand men.

Qi Tianlin thought he was lucky and solved the two most important people in the valley outside the wilderness.

But just as he entered the Saudi royal residence, he felt that his luck seemed to be exhausted because the correspondent called and the US personnel were looking for him!

Moreover, Hunter of the CIA was looking for him. This was not a substitute for absenteeism by finding a guy of similar figure patrolling and surveillance everywhere. Qi Tianlin immediately turned the front of the car and returned to the suburb business jet base. Fortunately, it was late at night. When he sat calmly on his sofa and lit a half-broken cigar, Hunter walked in sweating profusely, in fact, the black robe inside Qi Tianlin had not had time to take off!

Seeing that there was actually no ash in the ashtray, Qi Tianlin noticed this loophole. Before Huntel approached him, he poured the ashtray into the trash can next to him: "What's the matter? The people in charge of the city reported that something was wrong with the Kingdom Building? That's not my jurisdiction, right?"

Huntel did not look at Qi Tianlin too much. He really rushed back from outside. To be honest, Eagle is quite honest in doing things. In the past, Eagle also had a lot of actual handling of affairs in the Desert Eagle. Now, he returned to the Middle East of Africa from the Navy. He was probably completely desperate about Qi Tianlin's high status and deep background. He began to concentrate on the higher jobs he got because of surveillance Qi Tianlin. He ran around and patrolled the safety posts under Cossack supervision in various parts of the city, checking the Oasis's prudent execution of American contracts, and really regarded himself as Qi Tianlin's supervision company.

It can be considered as a complete right position and no longer trying to find ways to find faults, but supervising and improving the work.

So he took off the baseball cap that was still breathing: "A gun murder occurred in the Kingdom Building. I thought it was a terrorist attack to take hostages or seize the building. As a result, after thousands of people in the building were evacuated, I found that there was no movement. A Marine Corps explosion treatment team and the CIA secret service both went over to two teams. In the end, only one gun case was found on the 47th floor. The five ministers and twelve deputy princes who were originally in the cabinet consultation meeting were all killed, and several security personnel were killed..."

Qi Tianlin waved his hand and asked his personal guard to serve Hunter who was sitting down. The eagle didn't say thank you, but he drank it all in one gulp, put it down heavily, wiped his mouth with the back of his hand before he spoke out: "This is not the most deadly... The Saudi King's Palace has contacted the White House and reported that he felt that his life was in danger because Prince Faisal and his closest people could not be contacted. Now His Majesty the King feels very dangerous. He hopes that we provide 24-hour personal protection because of your reputation, not to mention that you are now the chief advisor director of the White House Counter-Terrorism Affairs Committee. Our CIA recommends that you bring people to do this work in person, and His Majesty the King also has this meaning."

Qi Tianlin stretched his eyebrows a little. This... fuck! He was about to kill the other party, but the other party now asked him to protect him. Is this considered putting himself in the army and really unable to attack?

But he didn't stop and said, "Okay... I told them my price to do no, this is different from the price of security for the royal family of Suweidian and Ms. Helari. Those things are for advertising, and the money earned is this level of money!"

Hunter's expression was even more weird: "Traitor... I really don't understand. When did you become such a person I don't understand? Whether your combat strength or actual control power is incredible!" After pausing, he spoke a little difficult: "The White House also feels that the price is low and cannot reflect your level, so he offered a price of 600,000 US dollars a day... Saudi Arabia agreed immediately."

Qi Tianlin snorted and put out the last little cigar butt in the empty ashtray: "What's the point of 600,000? Okay, I won't say much, can you follow me? I can also get you a 200,000 USD per day of entourage price."

Even though the Eagle was proud of his identity, and had a stronger sense of honor and desire for power, he was still struggling for half a second in front of this super price, and said, "Three grams of oil... Paul." Not only was it a price that he could never reach, but also Qi Tianlin cooperated to put him in an angle that facilitated his monitoring work, giving him the opportunity to truly get in touch with the upper class. It has to be said that the Eagle's confrontational psychology seems to be gradually fading.

You should know that when they were all in North Africa, the maximum weekly salary was only 6,000 US dollars!

It’s really a change of things and people!

It was particularly ironic when Eagle explained the English passport name he took for Qi Tianlin casually.

But Huntel stood up a little embarrassedly and prepared to change his suit and change his PMC image. Qi Tianlin added a secret sentence behind him: "Aren't you afraid that I will kill you while protecting the king?"

It was like a shot on his back, and the eagle with his back facing Qi Tianlin was a little solidified. He slowly fixed his head that he wanted to turn back. His body, which had just been eager to try, seemed to suddenly become a little weaker, and a voice squeezed out from his teeth: "Then... isn't it just enough to prove that you have a ulterior motive?"

Qi Tianlin laughed: "Do you think others believe me, the White House anti-terrorism director, or you, the head of your small African office? What's more, I'm a private grudge and will not affect the fact that I'm fighting for the interests of the United States!"

The eagle finally turned his face and came back: "You are also for the interests of the United States? Do you also know that only the interests of the United States are everything that guarantees your interests? Then what is the difference between you and me? Why do you accuse me of betraying others?" There was a hint of mockery and excitement on his face, as if he had witnessed that Qi Tianlin and him became the same type of person, which was also an achievement!

Qi Tianlin waved his hand lightly: "Discuss us on the personal grudges between us, don't be too excited, go there... I have to go to the palace to pick a good car as a work car!" It was really easy to use the Cayenne just now. Qi Tianlin, a local tycoon, found a lot of money, and his wife was enjoying it. He had never used any good car on the battlefield. Only by comparing it can you understand the gap.

Huntel, who was holding back, shook his head helplessly and left.

When Qi Tianlin, dressed in military uniform, finally brought a team of ten people to the famous King's Palace, he was greeted by a long list of royal guards, including several women in black robes with only eyes exposed.

Qi Tianlin was not surprised that he was used to seeing Tia's tricks at home. He just asked the royal guard director who was led by the other party with a very professional quality: "What kind of clothing is needed to perform tasks? Suits, Arab robes or Saudi military uniforms, or is that? We can all satisfy it."

As long as you give money, your service attitude is so good. Even Huntel, who was walking behind Qi Tianlin, nodded thoughtfully.

The captain of the guard looked at Qi Tianlin wearing an assault rifle, a shotgun, three pistols and nearly twenty magazines, and two heavy equipment dressed in high-frequency, VHF and different bands of walkie-phones. He subconsciously admired him a little: "No need... talk to His Majesty about the specific situation first, he will decide." Thinking about it, it is still crucial: "He is in a bad mood now..."

Qi Tianlin nodded in understanding and saw that the captain of the guard had lifted the curtain of the exquisite carved door, so he turned to Xiao Hei, the monk soldier and the two Cossack guards behind him nodded, pointing to the direction, and the few people who were also fully armed dispersed, sat with Huntel around the palace with carved arched porch columns, and also reminded him: "Sit upright!"

The two little blacks who were sitting there and immediately planned to lie down halfway and started rolling handmade cigarettes quickly became tighter and showed that they were worthy of the price of 100,000 US dollars a day.

Just one glance, Qi Tianlin, who opened the wooden door and walked in, could see the aging and decadent feeling of the old man in the white robe sitting in the empty hall, covered with gold edges hanging everywhere in the middle of the curtains.

When I heard someone coming in, I just raised my eyebrows and looked at it. I recognized that the person who came under the bright light was Cobas Paul. The expression on my face was still the same, and I just pointed at the soft pad opposite me with my right hand.

Qi Tianlin felt that the mobile computer on his right forearm and the GPS on his left upper arm vibrated one after another, tearing open the computer cover of his right arm, and a small dialog box popped up: "Lock the target position No. 1 is nearby..."

It was a little sneering. If Huntel hadn't asked to see him, maybe at about this time, he would have been steaming all over, and blood flowed out to this caliber position.

Now I took a shower and sat comfortably in the personal guard and drove here. Is it a blessing or a disaster?

Without taking off his combat boots, just cross it in front of the mat. Qi Tianlin took off his rifle muzzle and leaned down on his hand, sitting cross-legged on the low brocade mat: "Apart from protection, is there anything else I need to do?" This is the second time he sat in front of the old man with his gun. That time it was to shock the Saudis and make them obey their plans to suppress the rebellion. This time, it was mostly to choose a suitable way to end the other party's life.

I have no grudges with the other party, but the other party's close connection with the United States is enough to cut off this minion for the final result.

So there is no psychological burden.

However, the first sentence that His Majesty the King raised his head and said was: "I came to you... to contact the UAE through you, I... want to have a peace talk."
Chapter completed!