Outside Sana'a, Lin Mo waved goodbye to his Hidden Jeep, saying goodbye to Yemeni Army Major Abdul Aziz.
The blonde Loli Mahia Wright held the black robe in her hand and pitifully said to the dragon knight: "Do I have to wear this black robe again?"
"Yes, if you are not afraid of being spanked by the locals with a whip."
Lin Mo was still wearing a short shirt, big pants, a pair of big slippers, an outdoor fisherman's hat and toad sunglasses, his attire was very casual.
This is the Arabian Peninsula, a men's patent.
"Okay, okay! I'm really scared."
Taking into account the customs and habits of the local residents, the blonde technical loli had no choice but to follow the local customs and put on the black gauze "abaya" that Arab women must wear when going out. She dressed herself up like an Arab woman and followed Lin Mo closely.
beside.
The two of them were standing on the main road into the city, but it was already two o'clock in the afternoon, which was the time for the locals to chew the leaves of "kat", a natural low-toxic stimulant plant. All businesses were closed, and there were few people on the streets.
Lin Mo carried his own luggage, dragged Mahia's huge suitcase, and walked slowly toward the city with Loli.
Their luggage is not much. The gold they brought back from Laila Town has been exchanged for cash at the bank. The solid-state drives were crushed into powder by Lin Mo after the data was copied, and the artificial intelligence processors were crushed by Lin Mo.
Mo was handed over to the Chinese Embassy in Riyadh and transported back to China through secret channels.
People in the Foreign Affairs Section of China's Overseas Intelligence Department did not expect that Lin Mo and Mahia's next trip would be the Republic of Yemen at the southern tip of the Arabian Peninsula.
Sana'a is a tourist destination recommended by Liu Disheng's bodyguard Issam. There is a saying among Arabs that "no matter how far the journey is, you must reach Sana'a", and it is also far away from Saudi Arabia.
Due to the state of martial law at Riyadh Airport and the improvement of security levels, the golden dragon that could have passed the security check was stuck.
The electromagnetic reaction of this foodie is so great that even civilian-level electromagnetic detection systems can easily detect it, not to mention the more sensitive security detection systems at airports.
Riyadh Airport will not sell it to Lin Mo. If you want to use the special green channel with diplomatic immunity, it will probably take a few more days to get approval. The unstable situation in Riyadh has become not very reassuring.
Not knowing when the next batch of robot killers from the Eden Consortium would arrive, Lin Mo and Mahia simply gave up their international flights and took a small civilian plane arranged by Liu Disheng instead, flying all the way to the border of Saudi Arabia and Yemen.
At the border control points between the two countries, Lin Mo and Mahia easily passed through with their passports.
By coincidence, Major Aziz, the commander of the Yemeni border guard station who speaks fluent English, happened to be returning to the capital Sanaa to report on his duties. There was a high possibility that he would be transferred to a more promising position. He was in a good mood and took the initiative to send his colleague
Lin Mo and Mahia picked it up.
The combination of an Easterner and a Westerner is always eye-catching.
I don’t know if it has something to do with China’s assistance in some construction projects in Yemen. The Yemeni officer was extremely enthusiastic on the way and introduced the people and customs of Yemen to the two of them.
Military jeeps are always very violent and fast, but Lin Mo and Mahia are used to it.
Despite this speed, they successfully arrived at the capital of Yemen, Sana'a, at noon the next day.
Not long after sending Lin Mo and the others away, Liu Disheng, a broker, intelligence dealer and arms dealer, relied on his extensive contacts accumulated in the Arabian Peninsula to receive bad news, which completely wiped out his thoughts on eliminating the "poisonous salt"
No existence.
In order to avenge Liu Disheng, one of Lao Taiwab's illegitimate sons, the leader of a certain drug organization, personally took people to Yemen and tried to kidnap Mo Lin and Mahia. As the first step to retaliate against Liu Disheng, all the "poison salt"
Key figures related to the massacre will receive the bloodiest and cruelest revenge.
This made Liu Disheng extremely angry. The underground intelligence community was extremely well-informed. Not only did the illegitimate son of Lao Taiwabu know the whereabouts of Lin Mo and the others at the first time, but also Liu Disheng knew this very bad information at the first time.
Intelligence traffickers have never had any moral integrity, and often resell the same information to more people in order to seek maximum benefits, like a woman marrying multiple people.
"Issam! Find a way to inform Mr. Morin and Mahia that the illegitimate son of the leader of 'Poison Salt' will come to trouble them. No, you'd better take some people and go there in person. Money is not a problem, Sana
This is Negi’s territory. Say hello to Negi for me and ask him to give me some face and convenience, and I will give him a big discount on his arms.”
"Yes! Boss!"
As Liu Disheng's confidant, Issam is also a very capable go-getter. After receiving the instructions from his boss, Isam set out immediately.
People in our profession do not need to go through formal procedures to enter Yemen. There are many ways to sneak into Yemen.
After Issam left, Liu Disheng dialed a phone number and said: "Sir Said, um, I am 'Aikeram'. I have a little thing that I would like to ask you to help me with. Taiwab has an illegitimate son."
, called Gasimu. This kid went to Yemen to cause trouble for my friends. He may come back to retaliate against you and me. I think I have sent my bodyguard Issam to protect them. Thank you very much for your help, Master Said."
As a human being who lives in the Arabian Peninsula, Liu Disheng naturally knows what it means to use force. He dialed the number of the leader of the "royal family", a giant mercenary in Saudi Arabia, and successfully obtained the promised assistance.
"Boss, Gasimu's men have appeared."
Another bodyguard hurried over carrying an AK-74.
Liu Disheng's suburban villa is like a small fortress at the moment. It is obvious that he has been prepared for the attack by Gasimu's men. Although he asked his confidant bodyguard Issam to lead people to Yemen, the villa is still prepared accordingly.
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Lifting the Benelli M4 shotgun in his hand, Liu Disheng looked around at the still dilapidated villa room. Fortunately, the construction had not started yet, and he was not afraid of causing greater losses. He sneered and said: "Sure enough, he has his father.
There must be a son, and the revenge actions of the father and son are really hereditary. Come on, let us give the people of Gasimu a head-on blow."
"Oh! True God! Are you here again?! Is this not over yet? 'Ekelam,' you bastard! I hate you!"
Hearing the loud gunshots and violent explosions coming from the nearby manor, Liu Disheng's old neighbor Suleiman had to pick up the AK automatic rifle again and complained while calling the security guards and servants to guard him.
His own women and children.
This is the Chinese who lives in the underground world of the Arabian Peninsula. Liu Disheng's fighting life is in full swing, and he has long been accustomed to it.
"Chief Otber, that's them. This man and woman are drug traffickers who specialize in smuggling heroin."
An Arab man wearing a yellowish robe and a dozen heavily armed Yemeni police walked into the departure hall of Sana'a International Airport.
Sana'a Airport is very small, and there are not many people in the departure hall. As soon as they entered, they saw a cool-dressed Asian with black hair, dark eyes, and yellow skin consulting something in front of the service desk. Next to him, there was a man in plain clothes.
The woman in black "Abaya" is leaning against the service desk and typing attentively on a laptop.
There was a travel backpack and a huge suitcase at his feet, as if they were travelers from afar.
"Nachar, if you catch a big fish this time, I will definitely give you a generous reward."
Chief Otber winked at the armed police officers beside him, and the dozen or so police officers quickly dispersed and quietly gathered around the service desk.
"Sir, please show me your ID!"
Sheriff Otber stood not far behind the East Asian man and suddenly spoke, his right hand intentionally or unintentionally pressing on the holster on his waist.
"Report to the pirates, the fishing net has been cast!"
"The pirates knew that everything was going as planned."
Behind the glass wall of the departure hall, behind a flowerpot as tall as one person, a man hung up his cell phone and stared into the departure hall with burning eyes.
"Who are you?"
Lin Mo, who had just asked about the status of his flight back home, turned around and saw a heavily armed man standing behind him, looking alert and ready to draw a gun and shoot at any time.
The dragon knight frowned. He also saw the armed policemen surrounding him who had completed the encirclement. Most of the automatic weapons in their hands were loaded.
"Identification, sir! And this lady's too."
Sheriff Otber stretched out his hand, his face still expressionless.
"All right!"
Just as Lin Mo was about to reach out for his passport, he heard the other party add: "Slow down! If you don't want to cause any trouble, it's best to do it slowly."
Lin Mo and Mahia's passports were handed to Otber's hands.
When they saw the armed police, the service desk staff realized something was wrong and ran away immediately.
"Chinese?"
Sheriff Otber's face became a little ugly. He raised his head and looked at Lin Mo and the blond girl. It seemed that the latter was more like a Westerner.
But the other party's Chinese identity means a problem.
"Tell us the purpose of your coming to Yemen and your workplace! And please come with us."
The Yemeni police chief unexpectedly stuffed the passports of the two men into his pocket, pulled out his pistol from the holster, and pointed it at Lin Mo. He obviously thought this man was more threatening.
According to the report from Nechar, the informant who brought him here, the Chinese may be carrying at least 10 kilograms of heroin.
In the Arab world, taking drugs is an absolute capital crime.
"Don't follow them! It's a trap!"
A man covered in blood suddenly stumbled into the door of the departure hall, holding a pistol and shouting at Lin Mo and the others——
The physical novel in simplified Chinese has been finalized, and I have to find time to start revising the manuscript in the past few days. Hahaha. (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)