Fu Ming just promised a few words, and then hung up the phone upset. After returning to what he was doing, he was very anxious to go back to the hotel. Even though he only got up in the afternoon, he was still extremely sleepy.
This made Ziera helpless for a while, but she couldn't refuse Fu Ming.
Maybe Fu Ming needs to adjust by himself instead of finding someone to relieve his mood. Ziela feels that she can do enough.
"Would you like me to take you back to the hotel? It's quite convenient to have a car." Ziela winked at Fu Ming.
Fu Ming looked at the bodyguards behind Ziela and quickly shook his head. "I have no interest in facing your gang of burly men." Fu Ming didn't want to have anything to do with Ziela anymore and was willing to come out to have a drink and a meal together.
This guy was already giving too much face. He touched the silver-white rose that had been pinned to his chest. He could not forget his feelings and loyalty to Coco Hyacindias.
"You still miss her." Ziela frowned. She still doesn't understand what else shines in Coco besides her family background and looks. Maybe beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and Fu Ming does this to Coco.
, Zierra has no choice.
"Forget it, it's only been a few days, and no one expects you to get better. It's just that I always thought you were a hard-hearted person, and your heart has already become harder than granite!"
"I'm not the kind of hard-hearted person." Fu Ming defended himself for a rare moment, and then showed a sincere smile for the first time tonight. "No matter what, thank you. I would rather treat you as
My friend."
"I would rather treat you as my boyfriend. Although it was indeed my father's intention to approach you at the beginning, but now..." Zyra's face became even more rosy as she said this. Although Arab women are not as open-minded as Western women, they are
Zyra represents the new generation of Arab women. She is unwilling to
She wears a headscarf on religious issues and is unwilling to hide at home. She is even more open-minded than Asian women. "I really think you are very interesting and I am willing to get close to you. That Chinese girl is really more open-minded than me."
Excellent? Give it a chance and read the full text of The Handsome Boy Reborn: Afang."
"No chance. Goodbye, beauty!" Fu Ming drank all the water in the cup. The ice cubes had already melted into the water. He put the cup down, took out a few dollars from his wallet, and then didn't look back.
Leave. This place is not too far from the Burj Al Arab Hotel. Fu Ming decided to walk back and enjoy the dusk here more.
The CIA spy had just been caught, and Fu Ming didn't think Ada Jones would choose to touch his safety at this time, which would undoubtedly make Fu Ming take even more crazy revenge.
Fu Ming took out his mobile phone and called Carlyanna. Carlyanna was not in a good mood now. Jack Davis, this gentle brother, was actually a spy planted by CIA in UNTR. Carly
Anna is so nice to him!
Cariana's voice was a little dull, as if she had just cried. She was still by Mo Bing's side. Mo Bing's body was fine, but the doctor asked him to stay in the hospital for observation to prevent any damage to the brain caused by high-efficiency anesthetics.
.
"elder brother……"
"Don't be too uncomfortable. None of us can predict such a thing. We can only accept it. The enemy is the enemy and cannot tolerate any mercy. If you allow the enemy to destroy our internal structure, we will be sent to the morgue." Fu Ming did not.
Too much comfort. He knew that Cariana had been in UNTR for so long and should know this truth, but now he couldn't accept the fact.
"How could he do this to us! Mo Bing treated him like a brother, but he actually teamed up with his enemies to hurt his own people! And Sister Coco..." Cariana held back her tears and didn't let them flow out. "Forget it, I
It takes time. Brother, what can I do for you?"
"How is Mo Bing's situation?" Fu Ming asked.
"He's as strong as a cow, but he's still under observation. He can already get out of bed and walk around. Nothing is wrong with him." At this point, Cariana's tone softened a bit. Mo Bing was fine, which is the biggest comfort.
Already.
“When is the earliest flight to Japan?”
"This... brother, the war in Japan has just ended. The domestic international airport is still under the supervision of the Chinese People's Liberation Army. It only provides special aviation needs and military aviation needs and is not open to the public. Therefore... Dubai International Airport has not yet flown
Civil aviation flights to any place in Japan. I think you should mobilize special planes, apply for routes and landing times from China, and let them use an empty runway."
The special plane Cariana is talking about is the high-orbit reconnaissance aircraft Fu Ming purchased from Russia last time. This reconnaissance aircraft has not yet been put into use. It flies at an altitude of more than 50,000 meters, even exceeding the flying altitude of the American Dawn Goddess.
.While flying, the members are even in a state of weightlessness.
However, this aircraft has added overload equipment, and after undergoing special modifications, it can allow the crew to walk on flat ground, and its flying speed is much lower than the five to seven times the speed of sound of the Dawn Goddess. It is just ordinary supersonic speed.
The probability of such an aircraft being shot down in a high orbit is extremely small. Even if the Americans attack with an anti-high orbit missile, the UNTR headquarters can detect the missile immediately and intercept the missile before it hits the aircraft.
Fu Ming didn't want to use that big guy. After all, taking an international civil aviation flight, even in first class, only cost a few thousand dollars, while flying that thing, including fuel, losses, and messy things, would cost tens of thousands of dollars.
"Well, I'd like to see this plane flying from Kinshasa to Dubai within five hours. Contact Jira Ibn Jansiddin and use her connections to open a route from Dubai International Airport. We want to occupy a runway.
From the Chinese side, the matter of contacting Leng Jianbin has been left to you..." Fu Ming had just finished the phone call with Leng Jianbin and had just left Ziera. He turned back to ask for help just after the conversation, which always seemed like
A little unreasonable.
"Brother, please pay attention to rest. You are very tired today. I will keep an eye on these things. If you don't understand, I will ask Sister Cat. You will not be disturbed in any way in the next three hours, unless it is somewhere
The fight started again."
Fu Ming agreed and hung up the phone. Cariana was in the untr, which made him more worry-free. Exhausted mentally and physically, he seemed to be unemployed. He looked at the bustling streets and walked silently with his head lowered.
He lit a cigarette and held it in his mouth, but did not smoke the Ultimate Heavenly Medicine. Suddenly he didn't want to go back to the hotel, so he sat down on a bench by the roadside.
The sky was getting darker and darker. I don’t know how long I had been sitting there, but there were already a pile of cigarette butts under Fu Ming’s feet. The patrolling policeman saw Fu Ming, walked over and saluted.
"Sir, what difficulties did you encounter?" The policeman was very polite.
Fu Ming immediately realized that he had littered! This is not China or the headquarters of Untr. Throwing cigarette butts on the ground will result in a fine, especially in a place like Dubai. "I'm sorry, I'll clean it up right away."
"
Fu Ming quickly bent down to pick up the cigarette butts on the ground. The two policemen looked at each other and did not impose any punishment on the Oriental man. They were still very humane.
Looking at the clothes on Fu Ming's body, they seemed to be of great value, but the face of this Oriental man was gloomy, depressed, and his face turned black. It was obvious that he had suffered some kind of blow.
"Sir, you are not allowed to smoke in public places. There is a smoking room in the restaurant not far away. If you need any help, I can help you..."
Fu Ming nodded, "I'm fine, I'm very sorry. Thank you." He picked up the coat on the bench and it was indeed time to go back to the hotel to rest.
But as soon as he turned around, he felt a cold feeling on his back. After many years on the battlefield, his sixth sense has already been very developed. This sixth sense may be able to save lives, but may not be suspicious. Rather,
Believe it or not, a huge sense of crisis rushed into his heart. Just when he looked back, he saw a policeman who was still standing there, his head suddenly exploded!
Brains, broken bones, and blood were sprayed all over the floor. His head was blown open, leaving only his bare neck, which was bleeding out.
The dark blue police uniform was stained black with blood. The other policeman looked at all this in stunned silence, unable to even move his body!
There had just been a terrorist attack in the afternoon, so why would there be such a shooting incident at night, where a police officer was directly shot? It was simply lawless! The surviving police officers reacted and immediately looked back. In the dim dusk, few people had noticed it yet.
The police only saw pedestrians pointing, but did not see where the murderer was. His good qualities made him realize that this was a sniper, and the sniper's target was most likely the Oriental man just now!
Fu Ming was also frightened. At this time, the person who dared to assassinate him was the CIA? Fu Ming immediately rejected the idea. The whole city of Dubai was under martial law. It would be very difficult for outsiders from the CIA to get in.
. Ada Jones will not go to Fu Ming for any trouble at this time. CIA does not want to cause any big trouble in Dubai.
Who is it? Who is it? Fu Ming can't care so much anymore. He knows that the other party's target is him, and it is very likely that it is not just a sniper. He pulled out the 92-type 9mm pistol from his back with the bullet loaded.
, he directly turned off the safety, walked a few steps quickly to pull the surviving policeman back, and the two of them threw themselves behind the bench, ignoring the corpse of the policeman with his head smashed.
Fu Ming removed the magazine, checked the bullets inside, and then sent the magazine back.
"Who are you?" The policeman almost wet his pants. After patrolling for so many years, he has never seen a sniper kill anyone on the street! The person who killed was a policeman, without any hesitation!
"Do you have a gun?" Fu Ming looked at the trembling policeman.
The policeman was stunned and did not answer Fu Ming.
"Do you have a gun?" Fu Ming shouted loudly.
"Yes... yes..." He tremblingly pulled out the pistol, which was a Glock-18. "I only have one magazine."
"There are only two of us left now. I will explain this to you later. In order to survive, we must kill the possible ground personnel. Their number will definitely not be small!" Fu Ming observed the surroundings, hiding in the peaceful dusk.