Chapter 1229: Meat and female characters conquer the dark night emperor 25
A man in a white robe and a beard greeted the group warmly in the waiting room.
Ren Qixian's attitude is the same as in China, cold and indifferent, like a pedestrian self-propelled air conditioner. Shu Ange quietly observed and found that there were very few female staff in the airport. Except for tourists, most of the local women wore black robes to cover themselves.
I have long heard that the status of women in Arab countries is very low, and that men can still marry four wives. Today, I see it and it really lives up to its reputation.
Shu Ange dressed neatly and neatly, with her hair **** and a bright smile, the opposite of the female staff here who always seemed a little restrained when facing men.
In this place, there are very few Chinese people with black hair and black eyes, and there are even fewer beautiful people like Shu Ange.
Moreover, the eyes of the men here are a bit presumptuous. Facing the stranger's gaze, Shu Ange chose to ignore it and concentrate on translating for Ren Qixian.
A few men in white robes with beards and huge gold necklaces were very careful when speaking to Ren Qixian, with an indescribable respect.
Thanks to Ren Qixian, although the strangers passing by would stare at Shu Ange unscrupulously, the few white-robed people who came into contact with them respected her very much and didn't mean to be slighted.
"Dear Mr. Ren, you are very welcome to visit, and I hope I can have the honor to invite you to my home."
Shu Ange translated the words of the leading white-robed man, and Ren Qixian nodded arrogantly.
This surprised her somewhat, because according to Shu Ange's observation, the white-robed man's identity was not simple, he seemed to be the chief of a tribe.
The chief is the leader of a tribe and has supreme power in this area, and the Arab chief is famous for being rich.
Because of the abundance of oil, the chiefs here are very rich, believe in the supremacy of power, and have a very arrogant attitude when dealing with people.
Many chiefs have more power than the president. They not only raise many large beasts at home, but also buy arms through various channels to support private soldiers or mercenaries.
It was because of this background that Shu Ange was surprised that the chief respected Ren Qixian so much.
This is not respect for trading partners, but respect for the strong.
With a curious mind, Shu Ange got into the same car as Ren Qixian. He looked at the desert in the distance with a calm expression, rubbing his fingers on the emerald green spanner.
The convoy drove to a road with a slightly lower terrain, surrounded by yellow dust, tall cacti stood in the distance, and ostriches could be seen running from farther away.
The exotic atmosphere is full of mystery. The hot sunlight is blocked by the car window. After the air conditioner is running, Shu Ange feels that he is alive again.
"Are you tired?"
Since the embarrassment of that night, Ren Qixian has never looked for Shu Ange again. This meeting was also business affairs, and there was no unnecessary conversation on the plane.
Just now, Shu Ange was conscientiously translating for the people on both sides, and her mouth was dry. She was a little flattered by Ren Qixian's condolences.
"It's not too tiring, but it's just that I don't adapt to the jet lag."
"Drink water."
Ren Qixian took out a bottle of mineral water from the car refrigerator and handed it to Shu Ange. After she thanked her, she unscrewed the bottle cap and drank it.
After drinking for a while, she remembered to care about Ren Qixian, so she raised half a bottle of mineral water and asked embarrassingly, "Well, do you want to drink water?"
"It's still in the car."
"Yeah."
Shu Ange hummed, looking at the yellow sand billowing outside the car, his thoughts flew.
Looking at the ostrich in the distance, she asked the driver in Arabic, "Hello, rawiyah, will we meet a lion?"
Rawiyah is a very talkative young man, with bronzed skin glowing with a healthy glow, he holds the steering wheel with one hand, points to the door with the other, and says in Arabic: "The car we are in now is a car that passes by. A heavily modified Humvee cannot be penetrated by a conventional caliber rifle, it is simply more powerful than an armored vehicle."
Hearing that rawiyah compared a car to an armored car, and used the sentence that bullets could not penetrate the car to describe the car, Shu Ange suddenly had a somewhat ominous premonition in his heart.
She first translated what he just said to Ren Qixian, then smiled at rawiyah, and replied, "Yes, it sounds very powerful."
"Of course, so beautiful lady and esteemed gentleman, please rest assured."
The car drove for a while, and although the sun was cut off, the windows still felt a little warm to the touch.
I don't know how long the car had been driving, and Shu Ange was drowsy in the car, only to hear the sound of "Bang!", the muffled sound of metal hitting, a bullet penetrated the door and slanted into the seat back.
Shu Ange's heart trembled violently, the drowsiness disappeared instantly, his pupils subconsciously enlarged, and he was very nervous in front of Ren Qixian.
"Be careful, Seventh Master."
Ren Qixian stared out the window with condensed eyes, and put his hand on Shu Ange's shoulder.
rawiyah cried out, and slapped his forehead excitedly: "God, God, we have encountered an ultra-conventional caliber rifle, and our luck is too bad."
He was shouting, and after a few more "bangs", the car stopped suddenly, and there were a few more bullet holes in the front windshield.
"get off."
Ren Qixian made a decisive decision. After pressing a button, the back seat suddenly moved away to reveal a box of arms. He put on a bulletproof cap and took his weapon.
He grabbed a gun from the box and stuffed it into Shu'an Singer. She glanced down at it, it was a p5 small submachine gun.
Rawiyah screamed, grabbed a gun, opened the door and rushed out.
Shu Ange and Ren Qixian jumped out of the car after wearing protective gear, and found that the wheels had been damaged by bullets, and a few people in khaki camouflage uniforms in the distance were fully armed and fighting Ren Qixian's hand.
She finally understood why Ren Qixian had to order everyone to put on bulletproof suits before getting off the plane.
Where is this crisis full of dangers, this is simply a hail of bullets.
Shu Ange and Ren Qixian used the car as a bunker, stared at the scorching sunlight, and engaged in an exchange of fire with the enemy.
"Clap clap clap..."
There was another sharp screeching sound, and there was a crashing sound outside the car door. I don't know how many bullets hit the car door, but this time, as Ren Qixian said, none of them could penetrate the car door.
Ren Qixian picked up the g98k calmly, glanced at it, and fired mercilessly towards the enemy in the distance.
The other vehicles also stopped one after another, and they were trained to engage with the enemy, and no one panicked.
Shu Ange took a general look and found that the situation of the others did not seem to be very good. Several people covered their arms with their hands, and there was scarlet blood on the ground.
(Meow, the little angels who have seen this paragraph, this is the result after the blue bridge added the plot)