Ye Feng glanced at the two stone statues a few more times and felt that the jackal-like shapes of the stone statues were a bit fierce.
Observing from another angle, the stone statue is more delicately carved. Although it is not finely carved, it is lifelike, especially the jackal's eyes, which seem real and bright.
Ye Feng nodded in appreciation: "These two stone statues are more than two meters tall, carved from granite. Not to mention how they were carved, it must have taken a lot of effort to transport them from far away. Were they given by Prince Harry?"
Prince Harris smiled with relief. He was quite satisfied with the two stone statues, not because they had any value in themselves, but because they represented the good memories of the past with his elder brother.
He said with a wistful tone, "At that time, my eldest brother and I were still good friends. After the villa was built, I invited all the brothers to celebrate on my island. We set off fireworks and had a party. The whole island was in a carnival. The brothers from the family who came to the party gave me gifts, some were small and some were big. The two stone statues given by my eldest brother were the heaviest."
"What is the meaning of this Set statue?"
"Set is the ancient Egyptian god of desert war. His statue can protect us merchants who often travel through the desert and give us courage and strength."
Ye Feng clinked glasses with Prince Harris and said with a smile, "I thought we Chinese people pay attention to Feng Shui. You also pay attention to it. The larger houses in our place will place two stone lions or unicorns at the door. It is also for the purpose of bringing wealth and warding off evil spirits."
"I am not interested in these. My eldest brother's territory is very close to Egypt. He is also a member of the Egyptian Pharaoh Council and believes in the ancient Egyptian gods. That day, he prayed for me according to the Egyptian Pharaoh's ritual, begging the gods to come and protect me and my island."
"You two had a good relationship at that time."
Prince Harris sighed, "Unfortunately, not long after that, my father announced the rules for competing for the throne. My assets were comparable to his, and I was his strongest rival for the throne. Since then, he has begun to regard me as a competitor, and our relationship has become worse and worse."
"To put it bluntly, it's human greed that's at work. If you didn't compete with each other, you wouldn't be in such a life-and-death situation today."
"At first, I thought about not competing with him for the throne, but I was young and hot-tempered, and I couldn't resist the temptation. I was also angry that he was always on guard against me, so I just fought him with real swords and guns."
The happy laughter of Jiang Yuxin and Lan Ling'er came from downstairs.
Ye Feng looked out the side glass window and saw Jiang Yuxin and Lan Ling'er playing water polo in the swimming pool. Their every move and gesture made their bodies surge, their legs were as white as jade, their smiles were as beautiful as flowers, and their graceful and charming figures were clearly visible.
There were also several bikini beauties with slim figures. They lay on the beach chairs, untied the straps behind them, revealing their entire beautiful jade-like backs, trying to tan themselves into a brown color.
Ye Feng was so angry that his blood boiled. He said enviously, "Your Highness, you deal with so many beauties every day. Can you bear it?"
"Brother Ye Feng, you'll get used to it after seeing it so many times."
Ye Feng smiled bitterly: "It's better to watch less. Only by keeping a clear mind and few desires can you be calm and peaceful."
Harris clinked glasses with Ye Feng with a smile: "Doctor Ye, with your help, I have earned 20 billion and regained the qualification to compete for the throne. I have asked my secretary to prepare the equity certificate of Moonlight Hotel. According to our agreement, I will give you half of the equity of the hotel. In addition, I will give you 2 billion yuan in cash, which will be directly deposited into your card. How about it?"
Ye Feng smiled faintly and shook the amber-like crystal clear champagne: "I really like your Moonlight Hotel, it is luxuriously decorated and magnificent. If you give me half of the shares, I will take it. However, I don't want the cash. I am not short of money."
Harris was a little surprised to hear Ye Feng flatly reject the 2 billion in cash. This was 2 billion US dollars. Whoever got it would be excited and go crazy.
But Ye Feng was calm and didn't want it. He was not short of money.
Is this guy really that rich that he doesn't even care about 2 billion US dollars? He is just pretending. He doesn't even have a single brand name on him, and yet he still says he has plenty of money.
Even if I give you 2 billion, that's fine, just save some for me.
His eyes were full of admiration, but there was suspicion hidden behind them: "I heard that Chinese people like to take advantage of small opportunities, but I didn't expect you to refuse my 2 billion. Brother, you really act differently. I admire you."
"Haha, I also like to take advantage of small opportunities, but I'm not interested in your 2 billion."
Suddenly, someone from Prince Harris's guard in the garden let out a shrill scream.
In addition to people screaming, there was also the sound of assault rifles firing. The crisp gunshots, though not loud through the glass curtain wall, sounded like they were knocking on the heart, making people jump with fear.
The study door was suddenly pushed open, and a soldier from the guard regiment rushed in, covered in blood. The soldier was pale, with his fingers tightly covering his chest. From between his fingers, purple-red blood spurted out like a fountain.
The soldier was so excited that he was about to speak when he spurted out blood, staining the precious Arabian carpet red.
Ye Feng pointed with one finger and closed the blood vessels near the soldier's wound, but it was too late. The soldier's internal organs were severely damaged and the blood had already filled his abdominal cavity. He only warned Prince Harris with one breath.
Harris also saw the huge bloody hole on his man's chest and asked in horror: "What kind of gun is so powerful that it can cause such a big wound?"
The soldier slowly fell down, unable to answer Harris' questions.
Ye Feng could tell at a glance that the dead guard soldier was not shot, but stabbed in the chest by a hard object. What frightened him even more was that the wound was concave, obviously caused by a blunt object, and the wound spread radiatingly to the surroundings.
Near the wound, the soldier's liver, heart, and ribs were all broken. It would take a huge amount of force to cause such damage.
"It's not a gunshot wound, it's a blunt weapon. Just imagine, a blunt weapon with no sharpness can make a bloody hole in the chest. This kind of strength is simply inhuman."
Harris was still worried about being attacked by powerful firepower. When he heard that it was a blunt weapon injury rather than powerful firepower, he became furious. He pulled a pistol from the desk, quickly loaded it with bullets, and turned on the safety.
"Whoever dares to act wildly in this prince's territory will be shot by me."
Ye Feng frowned slightly and saw that the soldier was holding half of the gun butt in one hand. The broken part was jagged, as if it was broken by brute force.
That was the butt of an AK47. If this guard soldier with an AK couldn't stop the enemy's attack, then Prince Harris's pistol would be useless.
There were rhythmic rumbling sounds in the corridor, boom, boom, boom. Every time there was a sound, the whole villa trembled, as if some huge monster was approaching the study.
(End of this chapter)js3v3