"Saudi Arabia... has an aircraft carrier?" Qi Han looked at the huge aircraft carrier on the sea, where he was stupid. His cruise ship is not small, it can carry at least two hundred passengers and some salutes, but compared to an aircraft carrier, it is simply an ant under the feet of an elephant.
Saudi Arabia, located in the Arabian Peninsula in southwestern Asia, borders the Persian Gulf to the east and the Red Sea to the west. It is a typical oil country with severe drought and desert. Saudi Arabia has a navy, but the total number of navies does not exceed 20,000, and the ships it owns are just a few frigates. But why is there an aircraft carrier here? !
"Usa!" a crew member in charge of the lookout shouted hoarsely: "It's the U.S. Navy! It's the U.S. Navy!"
The waves hit head-on, making the cruise ship sway and almost toppled over.
The people on the cruise ship suddenly became a mess, only listening to the Philippine captain of the cruise ship shouting in blunt Chinese: "Turn the rudder! Turn the rudder!"
"No! No!" Qi Han gritted his teeth. He didn't know why the Saudi prince would be on the American aircraft carrier, but he didn't want to give up this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to courteously. They are here in the territorial waters of Paradise Island. We are here to welcome the Saudi prince and let them allow us to board the ship!"
The captain yelled: "If this is a trap, we are all over! Yankees are not as bully as you Chinese!"
"Humph," Qi Han took out a gun from Awang next to him, and hit the captain in the stomach with one shot. "Tell you, the Chinese are not easy to mess with." He threw the gun to Ngawang and said to him: "From now on, this ship will be yours."
"Me?" Awang couldn't believe it.
"Do you want to get a shot too?" Qi Han said coldly.
"No, no," Awang hurriedly put away his gun, picked up the captain's hat, and put it on his head. "Listen to my orders, move towards the predetermined direction, and at the same time issue a signal like the U.S. fleet!"
"Yes!" The crew trembling, all obeyed the order.
Settling in for the crewmembers who are not very determined, Qi Han smiled and turned his head and said to the other guests who followed the ship: "I'm sorry, everyone is shocked. As you can see, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for us if the US military If you really want to deal with our paradise island, you can actually send a Marine Corps, but they sent an aircraft carrier, which is simply a cannon to beat mosquitoes, so don’t panic. Think about your worth. Americans don’t. Opened fire on us."
The mood of the distinguished guests eased, and they nodded to express that Qi Han was right. The Americans' action should not be a military action, but rather a kind of etiquette, or pomp, and the host of the show was Prince Jaffard. If Prince Jaffad is really on the US aircraft carrier, it means that even the Americans have to please the Muslim prince, and it seems that Prince Jaffad’s status is respected.
Tang Wan pursed her mouth. She did not expect that a panic would be suppressed and soothed by Qi Han so quickly. This man's wrists are more old and vicious than when he was young, and he must be very careful in this revenge action. She looked back at Luo Ye, but Luo Ye still yawned constantly and his face was impatient.
After a while, a message came from the captain’s room: “The US confirmed that Prince Jafard was on the aircraft carrier. They asked us to board the ship quickly and pick up the prince. Once again, they asked us to board the ship quickly and pick up the prince.”
The distinguished guests burst into a burst of low-pitched celebration, and each of them admired Zihan's judgment.
Qi Han breathed a sigh of relief, but soon frowned again. Why use the word "request" for the invincible U.S. military
A rubber boat was lowered from the aircraft carrier and drove to the front of the cruise ship to guide the cruise ship close to the aircraft carrier. Qi Han and others followed the guided boat to the bottom entrance of the aircraft carrier, and then took the elevator to the aircraft carrier’s banquet hall.
Here is simply a movable island. As Qi Han walks, he secretly ponders that one day in the future, he must build a retired aircraft carrier and turn his entertainment empire into a movable sea platform, so that he can completely dissociate himself from it. Outside the law.
After dozens of minutes, the group finally arrived at the banquet hall. After pushing the door open, Qi Han suddenly had a flower in front of him. The layout of the banquet hall is too luxurious. The number of gorgeous chandeliers can't be counted. The lights shine on the epaulettes of the generals in front of the banquet table, dazzling. Several generals gathered around a Muslim man wearing a white robe with a flattery on his face, while the Muslim man was angry and ignored everyone's words. Qi Han immediately felt that he was half short, and even the general's flattery didn't work. He was a small island owner on the high seas, so why would Prince Jaffard be favored
The navy soldiers who led them walked among the generals first and reported at attention. Prince Jaffard turned his head in surprise and saw Qi Han and others jump up like a child in excitement, separated the generals, and ran towards Qi Han and others with open arms.
Qi Han's heart jumped wildly, and he quickly asked Ngawang in a low voice, "What is the Muslim greeting?"
"... Good night?" Awang said uncertainly: "Good appetite? Long live Allah?"
Qi Han glared at him, "What's the use of you?!" The prince was almost in front of him as he spoke. Qi Han quickly put on an expression of seeing an old friend, and stretched out his arms, ready to welcome the noble one. The hug of Prince Jaffad Abdullah Talazaal. The moment he opened his arms, he tried his best to control his posture so as not to be unsightly when photographed by the camera.
Prince Jafard yelled aloud in Arabic, but everyone did not understand. Qi Han vaguely heard the words "Arab" in the words. He thought it was a greeting, and he hurriedly repeated the words pretending to be, but Prince Jaffard directly ignored his hug, brushed past him and hugged him. Lived in Luo Ye, and slapped him on the shoulder twice.
-Qi Han was petrified in place immediately, with his arms in a hug posture, his heart and brain almost stopped working.
Luo Ye responded with the same brotherly hug to Prince Jafard, "The Salar Mart reunites."
Prince Jaffard replied immediately: "Ma Li is a Salam!"
Luo Ye pointed at Tang Wan again in Arabic and said, Prince Jaffard said with joy, and bowed to Tang Wan slightly, clutching his chest. Tang Wan was at a loss, and quickly bowed his head to salute. Prince Jaffard made a gesture of inviting Luo Ye and Tang Wan to sit down at the banquet.
The other VIPs wanted to follow suit, but they were all blocked by the prince's attendants. Qi Han's still maintained the hug posture, standing stupidly on the spot. But at this time everyone's attention was all on Luo Ye and Tang Wan, and no one cared about him.
Tang Wan was led by Luo Ye around the banquet table, and an attendant immediately opened the chair for her, and when she sat down, the chair just pushed her to the right position. She asked Luo Ye in a low voice, "What was the prince saying just now? I heard him say something Arabic or something at first, and then I couldn't understand it at all."
Luo Ye unceremoniously grabbed a big goose leg, and said as he ate: "As soon as Jafar saw me, he said my Arabic name, and then he came to hug me, and I said that God bless you, he Replied that God would grant you more women, and then I will say that you are my horse, and he will say hello to you horse, you are more beautiful than the big watermelon in the desert."
Tang Wan couldn't help but glared at Luo Ye, "Why would the prince say hello to Ma Zi? How could he praise women for being like big watermelons? You must have translated randomly."
Luo Ye gnawed the wild goose leg, "It's almost the same, and you may not look better than a watermelon. The prince is selling my face."
Tang Wan bit her lip, "I didn't expect you to have an Arabic name, what is your name?"
"Xiong Yin—" Jafferd, who was on the opposite side, suddenly said in blunt Chinese: "Desert male Yin, the word Arabia means desert, Luo Ye is our Arabian Yin."
Tang Wan took a deep breath. She didn't expect Luo Ye to have such a lofty status. It's ridiculous that she thought she could really crush Luo Ye like an ant. Now think about it, she didn't save it. My sister Monica, it was Monica who rescued her. Without the relationship between Monica and Luo Ye, it would be unknown who she died in.
"Oh," Luo Ye glanced at Prince Jaffard in amazement, "Xiao De, your Chinese is good. But your pronunciation is a bit problematic. It's not male, but the eagle, the Arabian eagle, and the female. There is nothing to do with the health device."
"Crash! Crash!" Prince Jaffer said with a sincere expression: "It's all like the great stuff poured on me."
"Yeah," Luo Ye turned his head, "Where is Dadong?"
"I've filmed him to arrange the delivery of his belongings," Prince Jaffard said: "This time, I will bring the three ladies together."
Luo Ye nodded, "Then you still dare to make me stand in the sea breeze for two hours just to wait for you."
Tang Wan looked at Luo Ye contemptuously. It was obvious that they had waited for two hours, and Luo Ye just slept on the recliner.
"Also, why are you on Lao Mei's aircraft carrier? Lao Mei doesn't deal with you badly, why would you be willing to burn so much oil to help you set the stage?" Luo Ye asked again.
Prince Jaffard laughed, "When you sent me a message, I was talking to their Guofang Department about the lease of the Gulf Oilfield. They wanted to please me, so they took an aircraft carrier to send me off."
"It turned out to be so." Luo Ye breathed a sigh of relief, "I thought you bought someone else's aircraft carrier."
Prince Jaffard's eyes flashed with surprise, "Yes, I just missed it!"
A bald American lieutenant admiral next to him said in English: "Mr. Luo, please persuade Prince Jaffard, your Royal Highness had to buy our aircraft carrier just now, but our aircraft carrier is not for sale. Besides, even if the prince can really buy it. For aircraft carriers, there is no suitable port to call in the Persian Gulf."
Prince Jaffard glared at him and replied in English: “I’m digging a private swimming pool in the desert and putting the aircraft carrier in as an entertainment club. Isn’t it too difficult? You Yankees are so stingy that you don’t even have an aircraft carrier. If you are willing to sell, tell your director of the pot room that the 300 billion oil contract is exempt from negotiation!"
The lieutenant pursed his lips helplessly, and continued to say to Luo Ye: "Mr. Luo, you can say something nice, take Prince Jaffard away, all colleagues in the U.S. Navy will be grateful to you!"
Luo Ye picked his teeth with a toothpick, and then asked Prince Jaffard unhurriedly: "You said that digging a swimming pool to release an aircraft carrier to open an entertainment club. Did you agree with the three ladies and the second wife? ?".
Jaffard's face suddenly turned pale, as if a snake was pinched by seven inches, stood up, and said solemnly: "Xiong Yin, you are right, let's talk about it later, let's go to Tiantang Island. Right."