At this time, Vice Premier Yan never expected that he had been targeted by a terrifying Thai surrender. However, even if he knew, there was no good idea. After all, the surrender technique is really hard to defend against.

In the Chinese Embassy in Arabia, Vice Premier Yan was giving an absolute confidant to ask him to see Prince Ald on time at night and then transport the goods to the international airport at the right time.

"Remember, be careful and never make any mistakes, do you know?"

"yes."

"Go."

"Yes." This is a tall Chinese and a personal guard of Vice Premier Yan. He is affiliated with Zhongnanhai and serves the leaders specifically.

Just as the bodyguard in Zhongnanhai turned around and was about to leave, Vice Premier Yan stopped him again: "Wait, He Wu, if you have difficulties in transportation, you can ask for help from Prince Ald you are going to meet."

"Yes." He Wu is a serious person. He rarely says anything, but he meticulously implements Vice Premier Yan's orders.

He Wu left, without taking anyone, drove to Kuihe Crossing the River by himself, and came to the agreed place, waiting for Prince Ald to appear.

At eight o'clock, Alder appeared on time. He didn't bring many people, but only brought a newly recruited subordinate, Bazak.

"Hello, I'm Alde." When Arde saw He Wu, he stepped forward: "Is it from China?"

"Yes, Your Highness, Prince." He Wu nodded, then turned his eyes to a medium-sized truck not far away: "Is this the batch of goods?"

"That's right, although there are a few more, you can still bring it back to China with a special plane," Alder nodded: "There are some things inside that must be taken care of."

"I understand." He Wu nodded. Although he was talking little, his head was definitely enough, otherwise he would not have become a bodyguard in Zhongnanhai.

"Your Highness, I have something to do and need your help."

"Oh, please say it." Ald was also very polite to He Wu. No matter what, he was the Vice Premier of China.

"If I transport this batch of goods to an international airport myself, it may be difficult, Saudi Arabia..."

As soon as He Wu spoke, Ald understood what he meant. He thought for a while, nodded, and then looked at Bazak: "Lao Ba, you accompany him to the airport, I will arrange the rest."

"Yes." Bazak nodded, knowing that the more Arder uses him, the more he believes in him.

"Thank you, Your Highness."

"Haha, no need to thank you. No matter what, I have to ship this batch of freight back to China. This is my friend's thing, and I can't break my trust." Alder shook his head: "Okay, leave your car, you two can drive the truck away."

"good."

He Wu and Bazak left in the truck. From beginning to end, He Wu didn't ask what this batch of goods was, because he knew that this was not what he should ask.

One of the training in Zhongnanhai is to be a mute, a deaf, and a blind man. Don’t ask what you shouldn’t ask; don’t listen to what you shouldn’t listen; don’t look at what you shouldn’t look at.

After the two left, Alder thought for a while, got into He Wu's car, and then galloped towards the palace.

When Ard arrived at the palace, Alder met King Yaraman again, but to his surprise, Yaraman was receiving guests.

Ald looked at the guest. He had yellow skin, but it was slightly different from the yellow skin of China, and it looked more like a Southeast Asian race.

"Ald, let me introduce you to you. This is Elder Basong Sulapon from Thailand." Yaraman said with a smile: "Eld Basong, this is my grandson, Ald."

When Ald heard the word "elder", he immediately realized something. This gloomy old thing should be the one who burned the prison.

"Hehe, a talented person." Basong glanced at Alder and said something rare.

"Hello Elder Basong." Just when Yaraman was worried that Ald was young and energetic and could not control his emotions, he smiled and said neither humble nor arrogantly.

Yaraman breathed a little relieved, and he was very satisfied with Alder: "Alder, sit down."

"Yes." Ald sat next to him, his eyes falling on the white snake in Elder Basong's hand, and the white snake was also staring at him, spitting out a letter.

"Little beast, if you dare to glare at me again, I will blow you up and eat it." Ald had a smile on his face, but he scolded the snake to death in his heart.

"Okay, Yaraman, I'll leave first, you do what I'll arrange." Basong stood up.

"Yeah." Yaraman nodded: "Then I'll send Elder Basong to you."

"Ha, no need, go." Basong said, and turned around and left without looking at Alder.

Ald looked at Basong's back and looked cold. This guy was too arrogant. He actually spoke to his grandfather like this and said that what he arranged was clearly putting himself above him.

A mere elder who burns the prison is like this to the Saudi king. In the eyes of the commander burns the prison, what is the Saudi king?

Suddenly, Basong, who had walked to the door, stopped, turned around and stared at Alder, and his whole body seemed a little dark and terrifying.

"Elder Basong, what's wrong with you?" Yaraman stopped and stared at Alder. He couldn't help but be shocked when he thought of his magical head-sucking technique. Could it be that he was lowering his head for Alder?

"Little guy, you seem to be a little hostile to me." Basong said slowly: "Just now, I noticed the murderous intent."

Ald's heart was shocked and his face turned a little pale. He didn't expect that Basong would feel this sensitively.

When Yaraman heard Basong's words, he felt nervous and hurriedly smiled: "Elder Basong, you must have misunderstood. Ald met you for the first time, and he had no grudges, so how could he be hostile to you?"

"Yes, Mr. Basong, you misunderstood." Ald also said hurriedly.

Basong thought about it and slowly withdrew his sinister aura: "I hope it's really my misunderstanding, not that you are hostile to me. Jie, those who are hostile to me will die in great pain..."

Ald cursed in his heart, wasn't this a threat of openness? However, he didn't dare to show any other expressions, because he also noticed that this old guy should be very scary.

"Basong, don't worry, Alder will definitely not be hostile to you."

"That's the best, let's go." Basong said, and turned around and left.

After Basong left, Yaraman breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he didn't care, otherwise Ald would be in danger.

Ald also took a deep breath. For some reason, his whole body was wet with cold sweat, which made him feel incredible. Could this old thing be so terrible?

This is a kind of fear from the core, just like a person encounters a lion or a tiger. This is an instinct that is not controlled by it.

"Ald, how do you feel? Are there any discomforts?" Yaraman stepped forward and asked worriedly.

"No, what's wrong."

"You have a good experience and be sure there is nothing wrong with it? Otherwise, you should go to the hospital for a general examination." Yaraman was still worried.

"I'm fine, no problem." Ald was curious: "What the hell is wrong."

"I'm worried that Basong will harm you."

"Haha, grandfather, he was so far away from me and didn't touch me, how could he harm me?" Ald smiled: "You are so nervous."

"No, you don't know, he is a savior."

"What, the savior," Ald was stunned.

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"Grandfather, is there really a head-squeezing technique in this world?"

"Well, really." Yaraman nodded seriously: "So, I'm worried about you."

"But I feel that I am very good, no different from before." Alder also felt it carefully: "Also, I am more than ten meters away from him. Even if he is a surrender, it would not be possible to harm me."

"No, the head master is very powerful. Their head master can kill people invisibly, or even say, they can kill people thousands of miles away."

"It won't be that exaggerated."

"I don't know the specific details, but it is not easy for him to sit in the elders of the prison to be burned." Yaraman shook his head: "Ald, I suggest you go to the hospital for a look."

"No, I'm sure I'm fine." Ald shook his head.

Seeing that Alder was really nothing, and he had never seen a real defeat, he nodded: "Then if you feel uncomfortable, hurry up and go to the hospital, and then I will find Basong and ask him to relieve the downfall for you."

"good."

"Why are you here again?"

"Grandfather, I have something to ask for your help."

"What."

"Xiao Feng has something with me, and now I want to transport it back to China..."

"You want to send it to China."

"Can I leave Saudi Arabia now?" Ald asked in surprise.

Yaraman thought for a while and nodded: "You can go to China for the time being, but Saudi Arabia is too dangerous now."

"OK."

"Then I'll drive you a route."

"No, I'll just go with Vice Premier Yan and others, and I'll bring those goods with me."

"Vice Prime Minister Yan, why did you know him?" Yaraman frowned slightly.

Alder shook his head: "It's not that I know him, but that Xiao Feng knows him."

Yaraman frowned even deeper: "It seems that Vice Premier Yan's visit to Saudi Arabia is indeed not that simple. He is very likely to come for Xiao Feng, and this Xiao Feng is definitely very influential in China. Otherwise, a deputy prime minister would not come forward for him..."

"Um."

"Okay, then you can go to China with them and be careful about safety."

"Thank you grandfather."

"Haha, nothing." Yaraman shook his head: "What is that batch of goods?"

"It's... some antiques, etc., don't ask too much."

"It can't be the lost things from the castle, right?" Yaraman thought of something and his heart was jumped.

"How did you know?" Ald was also stunned and blurted out.

"..." Yaraman was a little stunned. The huge amount of wealth he lost was now in Alder's hands.

"Grandfather, what's wrong with you?"

"Nothing." After all, Yaraman is not a person short of money and will not think much: "Then be careful, and the people who burn the prison should not notice it."

"Well, I get it. You call the airport and ask them to put the car in."

"Okay." Yaraman quickly called, and then thought of something, and was much more serious: "By the way, wait until you pay close attention to Vice Premier Yan."

"Why."

"I'm worried that Basong will drop his head on him."
Chapter completed!