Reincarnation of Master Su

"Leaf, why did you tell me this?"

"Many of your habits are the same as those of Su Bai." These eyes were as bright as being washed by Qingquan, and they stared at Su Bai quietly. There was nothing aggressive, no scrutiny, and sincerity made people prone to guilt.

Mr. Su has hacked many people in his life. Recently, I have seen that Tang Yan was a man who had just carried a black pot for him. I do n’t know if it is retribution now. I never expected that he would hack himself once. It's so pathetic to die once that these people can't let him go?

"I went to Su's headquarters once when I was young. Now that you are so familiar with Su Bai, you should know that I look like a three-pointer. He has been secretly trained for some time since then. Some habits, shooting , Killing, scheming ... We will become more and more like it, and one day I will be his substitute when he needs it. "Actually, he also really thought about it, but he seemed to be busy with other things during that time, looking back When he came, he forgot Su Mo.

"No one wants to be a substitute for another person. You know everything later." The words couldn't be filled, and the rest left Ye Zi to guess slowly.

"Why didn't you talk to me before?"

"Don't you hide something from me, too?" He laughed slightly, but Su Ye remembered that Ye Ziyin was overcast this time.

Without explaining anything, Ye Zi stood up from the bed at noon: "Su Mo, take a break first, I will let you get some food to come over."

"Don't you send me to the police station?" I woke up and realized that he was on a plane, but I didn't know where to fly. France is the headquarters of Interpol. A small force, it can be said that those who want to hide in France at noon are simply looking for death.

"You know I won't do it that way." Ye Ziwu smiled. "I have troubled Teacher Su to be with me for the time being. Since it is to cooperate, we should also get to know each other well."

Su Ye really didn't know what to say.

"Where are we going?" At least let him know the destination.

"middle East."

Chapter 57

From ancient times to the present, this place in the Middle East has not been peaceful for a period of time, whether it is religion, oil, or ethnicity. Any problem is enough for this place to be chaotic for decades. The excavation of oil has caused a lot of The Middle East countries became rich overnight, but oil was limited, and maybe one day a new energy source that could replace oil was developed, and this place is likely to fall into even worse chaos.

However, from the point of view of a businessman, this place has made a lot of money for the Su family. There are so many militants in the Middle East. There are gun battles, large and small, almost every day. As an arms salesman, the Middle East is up to The militants who fought guerilla warfare from the royal families in rich countries are their good customers.

That is to say, but Ye Su doesn't like to come to the Middle East at all, and no one in Europe would like to come here to blow hair.

Interpol's arrival in the Middle East is nothing more than a few things. One is various types of smuggling, such as the most common arms smuggling and the smuggling of famous paintings. The other is the arrest of terrorists, which is based on some recent events in the Middle East. See, the latter is the most likely, otherwise Ye Ziwu would not be dispatched in person.

After the plane landed, Su Ye and Ye Ziwu again took a helicopter to a palace of the royal family of country L. It was no coincidence that because he happened to be here before, he knew that the palace was named Ha The Moulin Palace is one of the favorite places for the royal families of the country L to spend their holidays.

As soon as the helicopter landed, the owner of the Hamlin Palace has led a group of men in Muslim costumes to meet them personally. It seems that this time it is the royal family to ask for something, otherwise they do not have to meet in person.

"Mr. Ye, you are welcome." The visitor looks less than thirty years old. His eyes are large and bright, peculiar to Middle Eastern men. The thick curly eyelashes can be used for mascara ads, and the cheeks are trimmed Beautiful bushy beard, typical Arab characteristics.

"His Highness Ali." Ye Zi, who came from a noble family, performed a standard Muslim etiquette towards Prince Ali at noon, and Su Bai followed him with the same salute.

Every place has its own unique etiquette and customs. You cannot change but you have to adapt. At the same time, this is also a manifestation of self-cultivation and politeness, especially in the so-called high society. It pays attention to etiquette and details. Although Su Bai is not a particularly stubborn and conservative person, he also thinks that this is an indispensable part of them.

After a brief greeting, Prince Ali personally led Ye Ziwu and his party into the Hamlin Palace. The building is full of Arabian style and reflects the characteristics of this oil country that has money and no place to spend after it became rich. It is covered with gold. There are large and beautiful stones inlaid on the walls. Looking at the entire palace, there is nothing that makes people feel artistic. The taste of money is very strong. It is estimated that just digging a corner is enough for ordinary people to live a lifetime.

Su Bai, who has been to the Middle East many times, already wonders about the "unique" taste of this place. However, several criminal policemen who followed Ye Ziwu's first trip to the Middle East to handle the case were slightly surprised. Whenever they passed, The servants in the palace would kneel down and salute one after another. If they were not wearing modern clothes on each other, being in the Hamlin palace would indeed give people the illusion of going back to the slave dynasty.

"Sit down." When he arrived at the parlor room which was still extremely luxurious, Prince Ali took the lead to sit down, and the servants beside him waited beside him in turn.

Ye Ziwu didn't sit down immediately. He looked back at Su Bai aside, and pointed to the seat next to him, who naturally sat down politely, expecting him to stand next to him like a servant or subordinate? Forget it, after resuming Su's identity, he didn't plan to aggrieved himself.

After Su Bai sat down, Ye Zi sat down in the side chair at noon. He hadn't noticed that Su Bai's prince Ali then turned his eyes on the elegant Asian man.

"This is your colleague?" Prince Ali spoke fluent English.

"No." Ye Zi sighed in denial.

"Mr. Ye, I thought this time it was prudent and secret."

"He's a professional I invited." The words were short, but with an undeniable taste.

Prince Ali didn't insist too much. They had already heard the police officer Ye's behavior. It was very difficult for the gentleman to change his mind. They also believed that Ye Ziwu's professionalism would not be taken for no reason. An unknown person came to the Middle East, and this unknown gentleman may be a person of complex identity, so complicated that they did not know beforehand that such a person would come to the Middle East with Ye Ziwu.

"Mr. Ye, this is the death threat we just received a few days ago." With a little tiredness on his face, Prince Ali motioned to his servant to deliver the letter to Ye Ziwu.

Ye Zi just glanced at him casually, looked up blankly and asked, "What about something?"

Prince Ali made a gesture, and the servant put a small box in front of Ye Ziwu.

"Everything is in it. I don't want to see this terrible thing again. Please forgive me for being rude." Prince Ali stood up tiredly, and he and Ye Ziwu Ke left a few words.

Although they just got off the plane, Ye Ziwu didn't want to rest in the Hamlin Palace. After taking the letters and boxes, they left the helicopter again under the guidance of the attendants. This time they landed at an Arab luxury hotel. On the roof, it seems that Interpol's treatment should be good.

Su Bai doesn't know what he is now. Ye Ziwu doesn't look like he will be sent to court. Although forced to stay beside Ye Zi, the other party didn't lock him with handcuffs. He didn't want to get involved in any Middle East royal dispute, but Ye Zi obviously wouldn't let him go easily, and he couldn't escape, either, he couldn't escape, but he really turned around with Ye Zi at noon.

He couldn't bear Ye Ziwu-the forces behind him.

Forget it, the trip this time is regarded as a vacation plus the price that must be paid to wrap the leaves at noon.

Take the elevator directly from the rooftop to the accommodation floor. Every two people live in a room. It is no accident. Ye Ziwu lives with Su Bai. Although Su Ye does not like to share a room with others, he has to do so. It would be better to stay with the familiar Ye Ziwu at noon than the other police officers who always keep him as a terrorist.

The room is very spacious, I do n’t know if it is for the convenience of monitoring him. The two beds are placed in the same room, separated by less than one meter from each other. Su Ye first looked at the bathroom. A bathtub with a massage function is placed in the center, and an ultra-thin LCD TV is hung on the wall.

After chaos on the French island and long-distance air travel, what he wants to do now is to take a bath with hot water and enjoy a massage.

"Are you going to take a shower first?" The young man's voice sounded behind him.

Ye Zi stood at the door of the bathroom and looked at Su who was inspecting the bathroom. The latter asked, "Ye Zi, will you massage?"

"Well, a little bit. I often rub my grandmother's shoulders at home." Ye Ziwu had not expected to massage Su Bai at this level. There are enough facilities in the hotel and enough services. Just a phone call will have a masseur Visiting the service in person, but unfortunately, Su Ye has such a little cleanliness and doesn't like to be touched by strangers.

When Tang Yan is not here, Ye Ziwu will do. It will be all right.

An hour later, Ye Ziwu flushed her face and knelt beside the bed, rubbed her hands with oil and rubbed it slightly, hesitated for a moment, and stretched out toward the man lying face down on the bed.

The man who has just taken a shower still has a faint shower fragrance, and the half-wet black hair sticks behind his ears to make the ears white and translucent. There is a translucent feeling under the light, like a crystal. After a touch, Ye Zi tried to shift his eyes away from the pair of good-looking ears, and gently put his hands on Su Bai's shoulders and rubbed them.