If he knew Zhang Feng's thoughts, he would probably even have thoughts of death. Of course, Zhang Feng would not let him know.
What Zhang Feng was waiting for was Abdul's words. If he didn't say this, Zhang Feng would be disappointed with him, because he has no awareness and will be in trouble if he does things in the future. Maybe he will destroy the donkey and cross the river. .
What he said showed that he still had hope, and would not let Zhang Feng make this trip in vain. Otherwise, Zhang Feng would not go to his house for dinner, nor would Caldera and the two of them take action. They would just transfer flights at Karl Airport. , his goal is still Wanda.
Just transfer over tomorrow and do a business today.
Behind me, Secretary Jiang could vaguely think of what President Zhang was going to do. Business, yes, business. Karl is not a big country. The land is not as large as a province in the country, and the population is only 20 to 30 million, but almost everything they have needs to be imported. In addition to the underground resources, their resources are very rich, and almost everyone in this country is a multi-millionaire.
It would be ideal if you could do business with them.
It’s a golden mountain!
But it’s probably difficult to do it with just this Abdul. After all, Abdul’s weight is too light. Even his father is very light. I don’t know what President Zhang is going to do!
Secretary Jiang believes that President Zhang will not do a small business, and the two gods Caldera and Hilgava will not do it in vain.
Maybe President Zhang is playing a big game.
On the plane just now, Secretary Jiang briefly learned about Karl's royal family. Prince Hitola was ambitious and asked his son to take risks!
The old king is old!
However, I hope President Zhang will not interfere with others, Secretary Jiang thought.
There are a lot of things here, and Secretary Jiang naturally couldn't think of them.
Toot…
At this moment, a text message came from Zhang Feng's mobile phone, which was sent by Hilgava: Boss, do you want to kill Wumusa
Zhang Feng immediately replied: Don't pay attention to what he does, just keep an eye on him!
Wumusa is also a very good chess piece. What is he going to do? Zhang Feng still didn't know, because Hitola had sent him to pick up Abdul before, but then left again.
And then he was sent by Hitola. What kind of plot is this? Is this how Hitola treats his subordinates’ disloyalty
Or Wumusa was not his subordinate at all, but just attached to him. This was very complicated, and Zhang Feng didn't want to think about it.
However, Zhang Feng felt that Wumusa’s ambition would be even greater.
This is Zhang Feng's intuition.
"How far is it?" Zhang Feng asked.
"It's half an hour away. This gentleman should know the route!" Abdul said.
"I don't know, but there's navigation here!" Caldera said.
Amelia didn't say anything. She knew where Prince Hitola's villa was. Hedra knew it so well.
"If you don't understand, ask me again!" Abdul said.
Amelia said: "I know!"
"good!"
Abdul asked in confusion: "Miss, your accent sounds like you are from Karr?"
"Yes, I am, on duty at the Traffic Bureau!" Amelia said.
"I see!"
…
At this time, in the prince's villa, Prince Hitola was walking around in the hall, looking very anxious.
"What's going on? What's going on? Why is he missing? How could Umusa be ambushed?" Prince Hitola kept asking.
But only the housekeeper and his wife listened at home, and neither of them spoke.
"Send someone to find it quickly, find it..." Prince Hitola shouted loudly.
The housekeeper said: "We have called them all out. They are searching. No body of Abdul was found at the scene, nor that of General Umusa. Not even the body of a soldier was found. It was just that the car was blown up, and many gangsters were not arrested." arrive."
Prince Hitola was even more confused. What was going on? Did they just run away without any resistance
Even if you run away, you still need to contact me, right? I can't even contact him. There are so many people and Karl is not that old. Why can't he be found
"Your Highness, do we need to contact the police?" the steward asked.
"No, no need..." Hitora responded.
He didn't care about Abdul's life or death, he only cared about the things in his hands. He had more than a dozen children.
He is over fifty this year and has had several wives, each of whom gave him several children, including many illegitimate children.
His private life is not very good. He only had such a hobby when he was young. Now that he is the second generation, the most powerful second generation, how can he not squander it? This is one of the reasons why the old king doesn't like him. He doesn't do his job properly, and I don't know why he has become ambitious in recent years.
Maybe he has a sense of crisis. Once the old king is gone, there will be nothing left for him, and he is getting older. If he doesn't fight for it, it will be over.
Let Abdul go
Dongfang did this in secret. He was not very strong and his only confidant was Wu Musa, who unexpectedly turned out to be a liar.
Pitiful!
"Honey, let's wait a little longer!"
said his beautiful wife of that age.
"Okay, then wait!"
He loves his wife very much. She is in her thirties and has given birth to three children.
The age difference between Abdul and his stepmother was almost a few years. Abdul was twenty-seven or eighty years old. The princess went to get some food and fed him very tenderly.
Only then did his heart calm down.
Or he really can't live without a woman in his life.
…
Twenty minutes later, Wumusa came back by himself, very anxious and with blood on his body.
"Your Highness, Your Highness..." Wumusa shouted as he entered the door.
Seeing Umusa covered in blood, Shitola almost understood what was going on. If Abu didn't come back, it meant that the matter failed.
"General Umusa, what's wrong with you?" Hitola asked knowingly, wasn't he injured
Wumusa said: "I'm fine, just a little injured!"
"What happened? Where is Abdul?"
Umusa said: "We were ambushed by criminals when we were halfway there. They captured Abdul and then disappeared very quickly. I couldn't catch up... "
"How could this happen? How could it happen? Did you see who it was?" Hitola asked.
"You can't see clearly, they all have their faces covered!" Wumusa said: "There are more than a hundred people, and they are all waiting for me to pass by... "
Hitola lay heavily on the sofa. This time he felt that he had suffered a huge loss. Ten million was gone, and he still had a son. The key was that his chance was gone. Who would his father give the throne to
There is no definite number yet!
No matter who it is, he has no share in it, because he has no chance, so what's the use of being unwilling
"Your Highness, what should we do now?" Wumusa asked.
Hitola said weakly: "General Umusa, you have worked hard. You go to heal your injuries first! There is no need to mention this matter again!"
"This... is..." Wumusa walked out.
He was going to a secret location, and Abudu had not yet had time to see him.
But when he just walked out the door, he saw Abdul walking in with someone. He was dumbfounded.