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After the vehicle entered the city of Brasilia, it encountered no problems and arrived at the place agreed with the old beggar very smoothly.
Because it was a temporary location, Zhang Feng sent a text message to the old beggar after he arrived.
The old beggar also replied quickly. His people would arrive in half an hour, so just let Zhang Feng wait where he was.
Waiting where you are
Although this journey is not as difficult as seeking scriptures from the West, it is definitely not easy either. At the final moment, how could Zhang Feng not act cautiously
I started the car again and started spinning around.
The situation nearby is similar to that of small towns in China. The population is very dense. Although the various shops are not big, they are located next to each other, and there are many people coming and going.
Seeing this situation, Zhang Feng breathed a sigh of relief. The more complex the environment, the more conducive it is to hiding.
The three of them used the emergency food in the trunk of the Grand Cherokee to fill their stomachs, so there was no need to eat.
Simply, Zhang Feng started driving around.
Half an hour passed quickly.
He turned around and drove to the agreed upon location again, and stopped the car when he was still about a hundred meters away.
He lit a cigarette and held it in his mouth, smoking slowly and walked out of the car.
You can clearly see a car with a Brasilia local license plate parked at the agreed place, and there is no one standing around the car.
Zhang Feng walked over seemingly casually with a cigarette in his mouth, walked to the car, reached out and knocked on the car window.
The window was rolled down, revealing the driver's face, with authentic yellow skin and black eyes.
A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he said in English: "Brother, lend me a fire, there is no fire for smoking."
"Are you sick? Aren't you smoking now?" the driver replied in Chinese.
Zhang Feng's eyes lit up. The code was correct and he said, "Oh, look at my brain."
After saying that, he turned around and walked towards where he parked his car.
As soon as she entered the car, Sharapova immediately asked: "How is it? How is it?"
"No problem." Zhang Feng put out the cigarette butt and threw it out the car window.
The man sent by the old beggar started the car and drove towards the hotel where the old beggar was staying.
Zhang Feng started the accelerator and followed directly.
When she heard Zhang Feng say there was no problem, Sharapova, who had been having trouble with her mental arithmetic all the way, completely relaxed and let out a long breath.
An hour later, the car sent by the old beggar parked at the back door of the five-star hotel. Two men with yellow skin and dark eyes came out of the car and stood at the back door, waiting.
When Zhang Feng drove over, they immediately opened the trunk and took out the things prepared inside.
Zhang Feng asked the old beggar to prepare these things. All he did was have a few sets of clothes.
Now the three people, including himself, looked no different from the refugees who were fleeing.
Walking into a five-star hotel like this? Don't ask whether the receptionist can let you in. Even if they let you in, they will pay close attention to what flaws the refugees will show, so you have to dress up a little.
Zhang Feng took the clothes, handed them to Sharapova, and said, "Put on the clothes, and Dai'er too."
He himself quickly put on a brand new suit, and casually scratched his hair, at least it didn't look like a hornet's nest.
Sharapova was in the car, taking out her clothes, and she had one more comment about Zhang Feng, that is, he is careful.
The clothes include not only two dresses, high heels, and even lingerie!
You must know that she and Dai'er are both in neutral now. As women, they are still very shy after all.
Dai'er was woken up, and her current high fever had subsided slightly. Although she was still a little hot, at least she was not so feverish that she was confused.
After changing her clothes, Sharapova helped Del change her clothes.
The person who responded took out the folded wheelchair from the trunk again and placed it in front of Zhang Feng.
"Thank you, brother, I'll treat you to a drink when I get the chance." Zhang Feng said gratefully.
"There's no need to thank you. It's all part of your duties. It's okay to drink."
Zhang Feng chuckled twice, which was interesting.
After Sharapova and Dai Er got out of the car after changing their clothes, Zhang Feng and the two escorts changed their car keys, drove each other's cars, and left quickly.
Twenty minutes later.
Zhang Feng pushed Dai Er, who was sitting in a wheelchair in an evening gown, and followed Sharapova into the revolving door of the five-star hotel.
When the old beggar and Hu Xinting were in the lobby, they all came to greet him.
Zhang Feng also saw them for the first time, and his brows suddenly raised. Why is Hu Xinting here too? The old beggar has nothing to do
And the old beggar? Does he still look like an old beggar? He is actually wearing a straight Mao suit and looks like an old scholar
Hu Xinting's expression was also slightly stiff, and then returned to its original appearance.
What surprised her was that there were two beauties.
I have seen photos of Sharapova before, so I wasn’t surprised at all, but was Sharapova holding Zhang Feng’s arm too intimate
And what is the relationship between the girl in the wheelchair and Zhang Feng
"Old beggar? Damn, I'd better call you old man. Hee hee." Zhang Feng said angrily.
"You can call me whatever makes you happy. I've already booked the room. Let's go up and talk." The old beggar said. There were so many people talking here that it was obviously not the place to talk.
After getting into the elevator and reaching the presidential suite on the top floor, everyone walked in. The old beggar said, "Doctor, I'm ready."
"Okay, Sharapova, take Dai'er to treat the wound." Zhang Feng turned to look at Sharapova and said.
Hu Xinting took the initiative to walk towards Sharapova and led them towards a bedroom in the suite.
The old beggar took Zhang Feng into another bedroom.
After entering the room, Zhang Feng sat down on the sofa. I can finally let go of my worries along the way.
He took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and started smoking happily.
He chirped and said bitterly: "Old man, the cigarettes I smoked along the way were all bitter."
"It is indeed not easy! On behalf of the country, I would like to thank you for Sharapova's matter." The old beggar said with rare sincerity.
Through Sharapova's incident, not only can she get twenty places in the Halberd of War training camp, but she can also establish a relationship with the Halberd of War training camp, and she can have both immediate and long-term benefits.
"Definitely. Let's not say such unnutritious words. I also have my own purpose. The Huangquan Special Operations Team must be rebuilt, and my brother must be approved to return to the army. This is what we agreed ! Old man, you're not going to give me a hard time and refuse to admit it, are you?" Zhang Feng sat up suddenly and stared at the old beggar.