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spnDubai, United Arab Emirates, the Pearl of the Middle East, has the world's top hotels, the tallest skyscrapers, the largest shopping malls, etc., and several of them have made this luxurious country, making Dubai the most prosperous international city in the Middle East.

city.

Therefore, even though he was standing in a deserted border town thousands of kilometers away from Dubai, Wu Ming still felt a sense of pride, just like seeing the dog raised by the president. It was so damned

What an honor.

Of course, this small town in the Emirate of Abu Dhabi cannot be compared with Dubai. The short tower-style halal building and the smell of crude oil flow in the air. If you accidentally fall into the ditch on the roadside, you will be fished out.

It catches fire as soon as you get up. This is a typical small town in a Middle Eastern oil country.

The door of the Jaguar slowly opened. Wu Ming, who was doing as the Romans did, was wearing a traditional Arab robe. When he got out of the car, he smelled the smell of sheep. He frowned and hurriedly pulled his headscarf to cover his mouth and nose. A group of four people got off the car and walked in.

Opened a halal restaurant.

The inconspicuous small restaurant was the meeting place for the kidnappers. In order to show his sincerity, Wu Ming only brought three people to negotiate, two men and one woman. The young handsome man was the bodyguard and driver, and the middle-aged man was the legal affairs officer of the Romanov Consortium.

The pretty girl is a temporarily hired tour guide.[

The restaurant was relatively clean, with sheep skulls and some brocades with strong Muslim characteristics hanging on the walls. There were guests in groups of twos and threes. As soon as Wu Ming and others entered the door, all eyes were focused on them, but most of the eyes were on the tour guide.

Muslim women usually wear long gowns, which do not reveal their figure at all. The tour guide hired by Wu Ming is from Eros. She is very fashionable and her exquisite and embossed dress is very attractive to the Muslim men in the restaurant.

Faced with the strange looks from around him, Wu Ming chose to turn a blind eye. The folk customs in the Middle East were conservative and tough. They would throw explosives or carry a K47 to shoot at every turn. Since he was in someone else's game, it was better to keep a low profile.

The interview time was 12 o'clock at noon. It was just 11 o'clock at this time. Wu Ming and others sat at a unique dining table in the corner according to the instructions in the kidnapper's letter. Other tables did not have tablecloths, but theirs was the only one with a tablecloth.

, and there are vases on the table.

It's just that the flowers in the vase are not very pretty. It was the first time I saw a cactus in a vase. It was very strange. The corners of Wu Ming's mouth twitched twice. Isn't a piece of dog urine and moss put in the vase more beautiful than this withered cactus?

Could it be that the boss’s taste is all being fed to the dog?

The tour guide poked Wu Ming with her finger and asked in a low voice, "I noticed that the people around me seem to have been staring at us?"

"People are staring at you."

"I?"

Wu Ming looked around and joked: "Yeah! The way you look at them is like a dog looking at cinnamon buns."

"Please keep your voice down..."

"Don't be nervous, they don't understand the idiom..." Wu Ming shrugged, and while he was talking, the boss's wife came over with a menu. Wu Ming smiled at them and joked: "Boss, your breasts are really big."

"Pfft! Ahem..." The lawyer uncle who was drinking water squirted.

The lady tour guide was so frightened that her face turned pale, and the handsome bodyguard's face also changed. Old Wu Ming looked at the puzzled landlady and said with a smile: "She really doesn't understand what we are talking about, right?"

The three of them secretly rolled their eyes at Wu Ming. If he could understand, the boss sitting at the counter might have taken out the K47, right? This small town on the border of Abu Dhabi speaks a dialect in the Arabic language family, and also

It's not like English is commonly spoken in big cities.

The tour guide helped Wu Ming and others take orders. While waiting for the food to be served, several people chatted casually. Wu Ming and the beautiful tour guide seemed to be chatting enthusiastically. The topic was mainly about local customs and customs.

Anyone who travels frequently knows that the tour guide industry is not simple, especially some beautiful tour guide ladies. They often accompany tourists to enjoy the scenery during the day, and at night they accompany male tourists to appreciate the furnishings of hotel rooms and test the load-bearing capacity of beds.

ability.

However, the tour guide that Wu Ming hired at a high price was not just a show-off. She knew the customs and customs of the Middle East very well. In fact, Wu Ming hired her in the hope that she would be a peddler, but she was not a charlatan.

Seller of dog meat.

Isn't it wrong for such a beautiful girl to be sold as dog meat? Wu Ming felt very sorry for her. In today's era, as long as they can make money, many girls are willing to jump on the fire bed. Why doesn't she jump? How can she even have this consciousness?

None? Isn’t it good to just lie down and make money?

Before the food was served, a group of people walked into the restaurant, led by a gorgeous blonde beauty. Wu Ming saw her for the first time, and she also saw Wu Ming for the first time. The two looked at each other.

It seems to have stopped.[

Some people, we thought that after missing them, we would never meet again in our lives. Who knew that we just peed, walked a few steps, turned a corner, and met again. This can be said to be a kind of fate, or it can be said that we met again.

Fate.

He was her first cave master, and she was his first woman.

After Gabriel was stunned for a moment, he walked towards Wu Ming and said in surprise: "Why are you here?"

"Why am I here?" Wu Ming stood up and asked, looked at Gabriel with raised eyebrows, snorted coldly, and continued: "You kidnapped my people and asked me why I am here?

"

"What are your people?"

"Don't you know Katyusha is mine?"

"Katyusha?" Gabriel frowned and asked, "Are you talking about Miss Nikolaeva? Is she yours?"

"That's right."

Gabriel walked up to Wu Ming and said in confusion: "How did you get involved with her? I'm warning you, you'd better not get involved in this matter..."

"How can you tell me not to intervene?" Wu Ming interrupted angrily: "She is my right-hand man and my financial controller. The project she is talking about is my company's project."

"Your company?" Gabriel lost his voice: "Is Prince Mining Group your company?"

"nonsense."

"Will Fox, we thought it was just the same name, but we didn't expect the world to be so small..." Gabriel smiled bitterly, covered his forehead and said, "Why did you go to East Africa to open a company?"

Wu Ming said angrily: "Can't I open a company wherever I like? What does it have to do with you?"

Since the two of them spoke in Chinese, the crowd could not understand even a single sentence. After their chattered conversation came to an end, the tour guide hurriedly interrupted: "What are you talking about?"

"It's nothing..." Wu Ming said perfunctorily, and then continued aggressively: "Where is Katyusha being held now? You didn't hurt her, right?"

Gabriel pouted and tasted a little: "Don't worry, we didn't touch a hair on her head."

Wu Ming's face turned cold and he said coldly: "You'd better tell the truth. If you dare to hurt a hair on her head, I will raze your nest."

"This is not the place to talk. Let's change..."

"Can't we talk here?" Wu Ming interrupted cautiously: "Why do we need to change places?"

Gabriel smiled provocatively and said, "Are you afraid?"

"Afraid?" Wu Ming glanced at the burly men behind Gabriel, smiled proudly, and said: "What can they do to me with just a few stinky sweet potatoes and rotten bird eggs?" [

Gabriel smiled without saying a word and snapped his fingers. All the guests in the restaurant stood up in twos and threes and took out their pistols in unison. Wu Ming and others sweated immediately, as if they had entered a den of thieves?

Since he had mistakenly entered a black shop and could only be slaughtered by others, Wu Ming gave in. He sighed, gave the accompanying bodyguard a look, and then took out the pistol from his waist and threw it to the ground. The accompanying bodyguard also

After taking out his pistol and throwing it to the ground, Gabriel showed a proud smile and motioned to his men to put bags on the heads of Wu Ming and others.

The confused tour guide became the victim of the disaster. She had no idea what was going on and was put in a sack. What a poor girl.

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A convoy of mainly field vehicles drove out of the town in a dusty manner.

"Bad guy, don't touch it."

"Does anyone have a rule that hostages cannot touch the kidnapper's butt?"

"…………"

After several hours of driving, Wu Ming took the trouble to eat Gabriel's tofu for several hours. He originally wanted to figure out where the convoy was going, but because he was blindfolded and there were twists and turns along the way,

In the end, I didn’t remember the road, I only remembered Gabriel’s plump buttocks.

Next time he sees this fart shadow again, Wu Ming is confident that he will recognize Gabriel.

After getting off the bus, Gabriel led Wu Ming for a long walk, including stairs, elevators, and suspension bridges. Wu Ming was already spinning a little dizzy, and when someone took off his hood,

After picking up the cloth bag, he realized that he had arrived in a dark room.

It was a completely closed room with lights on, only a fan, and no openings. After Wu Ming regained his sight, he looked around. It seemed like a basement? He glanced at Gabriel next to him and said with disdain: "You guys really put yourselves in trouble."

Do you think you are dead? Why are you always hiding underground?"

"Haha, wait here..." Gabriel left two people guarding the door and walked out with a smile.

Wu Ming wanted to stop her: "Hey, hey... you're not going to lock me up, are you?"

A few minutes later, Gabriel came in with another tray. There were drinks and some fruits on the tray. After she put the tray down, she said, "Drink first, and eat some fruits."

Wu Ming folded his hands and said angrily: "I'm not here to eat, I'm here to redeem Katyusha. Shall we start talking now?"

Gabriel tilted his head and said slowly, "I'm not the one you want to talk to."

"Who else are you?"

"It's me..." an old voice sounded, and a rickety little old man walked into the room with the support of two attendants. After entering, he glanced at Wu Ming, smiled kindly, and said, "Do you still remember me?

"

Wu Ming took a careful look at the rickety old man, his eyes widened suddenly, and he said in a voiceless voice: "You...are you the old dean?"

The little old man in front of him is someone Wu Ming will never forget. He is the person Wu Ming has always cared about and wanted to find after recovering his memory. He is the former director Bai of Longkou Mountain Orphanage in Zhonghai.
Chapter completed!