This is when Miss Petty is about to study, even if she communicates with Ye Jian, she needs to learn English.

Because if you don’t learn English well here, you will be considered uneducated and despised.

"It's time for study again. I don't want to see my English teacher at all now." Petty stood up and blinked at Ye Jian playfully. She said she didn't want to, but she didn't move any more slowly.

Two bodyguards who were protecting Petty at any time immediately followed. When they turned around, their white robe moved slightly. Ye Jian saw the outline of a gun on them, and it became a habit to get a gun here.

Ye Jian actually personally sent Petty to a small room for family classes in the Presidential Palace. Since the family teacher is not a government employee and cannot enter and exit the Presidential Palace at will, he transferred out a small room far from the Presidential Palace, but still belongs to the scope of the Presidential Palace, and it is just a small room with a loose patrol.

Some are similar to the room outside the Forbidden City where the national flag class is now resting.

Watching two bodyguards accompanying Petty enter the classroom together, Ye Jian turned around and left with a staff member arranged by the Pakistani side.

Before he could walk a few steps, Petty, wearing emerald green gauze, ran out lightly again, "Jane, my English teacher said, can you invite you to attend her lecture?" It was like a butterfly, happily stopping beside Ye Jian, "Can you accompany me?"

A sad and longing for nature girl, her eyes made Ye Jian unable to refuse.

But she did not agree immediately, but instead asked the Pakistani staff who accompanied her. Five minutes later, she received a reply from the president.

The small room is actually not small, one is the teaching room and the other is the lounge. Ye Jian entered with Petty, and what caught his eye was that there was a photo of the current president hanging in the middle of the room and the national flag was inserted.

As soon as he entered, Ye Jian's steps were slightly thrust, and a little uneasiness floated in his heart. Petty, who was about to step in, ran happily towards the half-closed teaching room, "Ms. Pabel, let's start class."

Women in Pakistan generally do not need to work. Ms. Pabel has studied abroad and her relatives have died in the war, so she has become a strong woman who needs to support herself with her own hands.

From Petty's conversation, this is also Ye Jian's only understanding of this teacher.

"Then let's start Miss Petty." A calm, soft voice from the room came from the softness of a woman. Ye Jian saw a black dress with a black turban around her head, passing by in the teaching room.

Ye Jian's heart suddenly tightened at this moment. In this moment, his instinctive and keen reaction made Ye Jian retreat quickly. The half-closed room was closed in an instant, leaving it on both sides, and the bodyguard in a white robe closed the door!

Ye Jian, who was very alert, suddenly looked up, and looked at the two bodyguards in white robes, but they saw... completely different faces!

Oops!!

"Please invite our guests in." Pabel's voice came from the room. At the same time, someone opened the half-closed door, and Ye Jian could see...Petty's hands were cut back and his mouth was covered tightly. She saw that her sad and beautiful eyes were filled with tears of despair.

This is... al-Qaeda warriors, they... hid in Pabel's car and entered the presidential palace, entering this area where patrols are not severely patrolled.
Chapter completed!