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Chapter 3647 Fatty Su's depression

After boarding the 'Wings of Wind', Lin Feng flew all the way to London. His cell phone was still turned off, and Lin Feng didn't want to answer Avril and the others' calls for the time being. If he answered the call now, they must be worried about themselves, which would be embarrassing. Therefore, Lin Feng didn't turn on the phone just now.

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"Boss, Chi You has already set off from the base and will arrive in London in 10 hours. Should we let them make peace with us first, or what?" Li Rui asked.

"Forget it, just try not to attract attention. By the way, have you got the architectural drawings of West Ham United's Upton Park players?" Lin Feng asked.

Li Rui shook his head. West Ham United's Upton Park stadium has a history of more than 100 years and has been continuously renovated since then. However, it has not been renovated for nearly 30 years. Although there are drawings, they have not been reproduced using computers.

Its drawings have been preserved. Therefore, it is impossible to search for its architectural drawings through the Internet. As for sending people to get the drawings of Upton Park Stadium, it is also impossible. The drawings are inside Upton Park Stadium, but now Upton Park Stadium

Purton Park was controlled by al-Zawahiri, so the drawings were not available.

"By the way, besides William, who else is there? Is Fatty Su here?" Lin Feng asked.

"He was also controlled. However, he did not appear in front of the camera. Maybe because he is also an Arab, he received a little preferential treatment," Li Rui said.

Some of the core members of Al Qaeda are from the Middle East, and many of them are Arabs. Suleiman is also an Arab, which gives him somewhat preferential treatment. Just like when you meet Chinese people abroad, your mood is always a little different.

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Lin Feng dialed Suleiman's number. Although he didn't know if the call could be dialed, it was always okay to try. The result was unexpected. Suleiman's phone was actually able to be dialed.

"Lin Feng. What happened today is because my security guard was negligent." After Suleiman answered the phone, he unexpectedly apologized to Lin Feng.

Lin Feng originally wanted to blame Suleiman, but he already apologized, so it would be meaningless to blame him again.

"This incident happened suddenly and has little to do with you. Well, I don't have time to talk to you about these gossips. Are you being controlled now?" Lin Feng asked.

Suleiman nodded. Although Zawahiri did not tie him to the court like he did to others, he sent someone to put him under house arrest. He and a few friends were the only ones in the box.

The bodyguard had been killed the moment Al Qaeda rushed in. These Al Qaeda members would kill anyone who dared to resist without leaving any room for mercy. Fortunately, Suleiman was always seen wearing an Arab robe.

They did not kill Suleiman as well. However, they locked the door of the box so that he could not come out. As for the phone, it was not confiscated. This operation was a blatant terrorist attack and there was no need to keep it secret. Therefore, the phone was confiscated.

Or not. It doesn't matter.

"Suleiman, can you get the architectural drawings of the stadium?" Lin Feng asked.

Stadium architectural drawing? Suleiman frowned. He had no impression of this. Fortunately, there was a club manager beside him. After asking, he got the answer.

"Lin, the architectural drawings of the stadium are in the office of this stadium. But I can't get them. There are seven aisles away from the box where we are detained. Now our box door is blocked and we can't get out." Suleiman was helpless.

Said, "By the way, why do you want this architectural plan? Lin, you can't really come here!"

Suleiman exclaimed.

"Lin, are you crazy? This matter is the responsibility of the British government, and they have the obligation to handle it perfectly. If you come here, you will only die. You have no idea how much Zawahiri hates you." said

"Look, it's a little helpless that if it weren't for the hostility between you and me, I'm afraid I wouldn't have received such great preferential treatment even if I was an Arab." Suleiman said with a wry smile.

He is now able to sit in this box with a few friends. It is really thanks to him that he has always been against Lin Feng, which Zawahiri admires very much. The enemy of the enemy is a friend, although Zawahiri

He doesn't agree with Suleiman very much, but he won't harm him too much. Otherwise, even if Suleiman is an Arab, he won't continue to sit in this box, enjoying wine and food, and everything in the outside world seems to be different from him.

Nothing to do.

"Suleiman, can I not come? Zawahiri will put all the charges on me. If I don't come, 30,000 fans, players from our two teams, and my good friend Prince William will all

If I am attacked by someone, can I not come?" Lin Feng asked.

Suleiman's mouth squirmed but he didn't say anything. To be honest, if he were to put himself in Lin Feng's position, he would not come even to death. He would choose a reason to disappear for a few days, etc.

Come out after the incident is over. Although you will be condemned by some public opinion for this, it is better than Lin Feng, who directly faced the incident and faced the danger of his life. People only live once, especially for super rich people like them.

, even more so. They are not willing to sacrifice here.

"Lin Feng, I still want to advise you to find an excuse to hide. If you destroy the stronghold of Al Qaeda, he will kill you!" Suleiman thought for a while and reminded Lin Feng again. Although the two are rivals.

, but they are not enemies. The two people seem to be fighting fiercely, but it does not mean that they are mortal enemies and must fight to the death.

"Suleiman, thank you for your kindness. But there are things that a man should do and things he should not do. There are some things that I have to do. So, no matter what, I will definitely come. Now, I just hope you can help

The only thing I have to do is help me get the architectural drawings of Upton Park Stadium." Lin Feng said in a deep voice, "I owe you a favor."

Suleiman frowned. This matter was too dangerous, and he instinctively wanted to refuse, but Lin Feng had already reached this point, so he couldn't refuse outright.

"In this way, I will give it a try and try my best to get the architectural drawings without endangering my life," Suleiman said.

Although Lin Feng was a little helpless about this, he also knew that this was Suleiman's bottom line. He couldn't let Suleiman desperately get the drawings for himself.

"Thank you very much! I'll wait for your good news!" Lin Feng said and hung up the satellite phone.

Lin Feng's mobile phone is still not turned on to avoid external harassment. The most important thing now is how to save people.

At this time, Suleiman on the other side began to rack his brains to think of how to get the drawings safely.

"Mr. Suleiman, although the office where the drawings are stored is a bit far from ours, you can actually get there through the ventilation duct upstairs. I can draw a route map for you." The West Ham United manager coughed.

Suleiman's eyes lit up. But then his eyes darkened. Who would go there if there was a road map? The manager was shot just now and obviously couldn't make it. And he had a few friends. Are they willing to risk their lives to go there?

Suleiman glanced over, and everyone shook their heads. What a joke, they can stay here only because of Suleiman. What if they passed through the ventilation duct and were discovered? It would be a dead end. So, what are they doing here?

It was very clear that Zawahiri seemed to have brought only 87 people, but in fact it was far more. They estimated that there were at least more than a hundred people. These people were hidden around these boxes, preparing to give incoming anti-terrorist troops

Ambush. In this situation, they would not take risks. Anyway, it was Suleiman who agreed to Lin Feng, not them. Although Lin Feng's favor is worth it, but compared with life, it is not worth it.

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Damn it! Suleiman looked unlucky. These guys were too greedy for life and fearful of death. At this moment, he really envied Lin Feng for making some friends who could make life and death friends. At this moment, he promised Lin Feng that he would give it a try.

Moreover, this time it was his home court, but he was raided by Zawahiri, and he was angry. You Zawahiri and Lin Feng have a grudge, and I have no objection at all if you want to take revenge. But you can't wait for Lin Feng.

Do you want to take revenge when Feng is at home? There is a game this weekend. Although I really despise the London Derby, it is Lin Feng’s home ground. Can’t we just rush in then? As a result, raiding our own home court is simply damned.

"You guys help me cover, I'll get the drawings." Suleiman took the road map from the manager, looked at it, opened the ventilation duct, and slowly climbed in. To be honest, Suleiman was a little fat.

Once inside, the ventilation duct was almost blocked. Fortunately, Suleiman was wearing an Arab robe, which covered his whole body and had a lubricating effect, allowing Suleiman to move freely inside. Otherwise, he would have changed his clothes.

, I'm afraid Suleiman will be stuck as soon as he enters. Then let alone getting the blueprint, I'm afraid he won't be able to move.

Moving step by step, Suleiman carefully and slowly crawled over the heads of the al Qaeda organizations. Although the process was a bit thrilling, it finally did not alert any al Qaeda members. In the end, he successfully landed in the blueprint storage room. After some rummaging,

, Suleiman found the architectural drawings of Upton Park Stadium. And there was a fax machine nearby.

Damn it! How can I fax Lin Feng? Suleiman suddenly became depressed. He didn’t ask for Lin Feng’s phone number, and he had just put his cell phone in the box. He was afraid that he was halfway up, just in case someone called without opening his eyes.

If a phone call came over, then he would die without a burial place. What to do now? Climbing back again, Suleiman looked at the thick stack of drawings in front of him and lost his mood. This Upton Park stadium is too old and needs to be renovated.

Too many times. So there are a lot of drawings. Such a thick stack of drawings cannot be carried through the ventilation duct. As for taking the mobile phone in the past and coming back, the movement is too big. And he has no physical strength anymore.

Although three months ago, he had a very shapely body with eight-pack abs, but in the past three months, he became lazy, and as a result, after eating and drinking a lot, he quickly returned to his original shape and gained weight again. This climb

One lap was exhausting. If he had to crawl back and forth one more time, he would rather die.
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