Super Special Forces King

Chapter 764: Meeting the Old Beggar

764、

After the vehicle entered the urban area of ​​Brasilia, it did not encounter any problems, and arrived at the place agreed with the old beggar smoothly all the way.

Because it was a temporary location, Zhang Feng sent a text message to the old beggar when he arrived.

The old beggar also quickly replied, and his people will arrive in half an hour, so Zhang Feng can wait in place.

Waiting in place?

Coming along this road, although there is no difficulty in learning from the West, it is definitely not easy. How could Zhang Feng act carelessly and cautiously now that he had the last kick.

Started the car again and turned around.

The situation nearby is similar to a small town in China. The population is very dense. Although the various shops are not large, they are also close 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 to hiding.

All 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 drove around.

Half an hour passed quickly.

He turned around and drove to the agreed place again, and stopped the car when the distance was about 100 meters.

Lit a cigarette in his mouth, smoked slowly and walked out of the car.

I can clearly see a car with a local license plate in Brasilia parked at the agreed place, and there are no people standing around the car.

Zhang Feng seemed to walk over with a cigarette in his mouth, walked to the car, reached out and knocked on the window of the car.

The window was lowered, revealing the driver's face, with authentic yellow skin and dark eyes.

A smile curled up at the corner of his mouth, and he spoke in English: "Dude, take a fire, there is no fire for smoking."

"Are you sick? Are you not smoking now?" the driver replied in Chinese.

Zhang Feng's eyes lit up, and the signal was matched, and he said, "Oh, look at my brain."

After speaking, he turned and walked towards where he parked.

As soon as she entered the car, Sharapova immediately asked: "How is it? How is it?"

"No problem." Zhang Feng pinched out the cigarette **** and threw it out along the car window.

The person sent by the old beggar started the car and drove towards the hotel where the old beggar stayed.

Zhang Feng activated the throttle and followed directly.

Hearing Zhang Feng said that there was no problem, Sharapova's mental arithmetic without peace on the way was completely relaxed, and she let out a long sigh.

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An hour later, the car sent by the old beggar stopped at the back door of the five-star hotel. Two men with yellow skin and dark eyes came out of the car, standing at the back door, waiting.

When Zhang Feng drove over, they immediately opened the trunk and took out the things prepared inside.

These things were prepared by Zhang Feng instructed the old beggar. What he did was a few sets of clothes.

Now the three people, including themselves, look no different from the refugees who fled.

Walk into a five-star hotel like this? Don't say whether the welcoming guests can let you in, even if you are allowed in, they will definitely pay close attention to this. The refugees will show their feet, 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 will also change them."

He himself put on a brand-new suit quickly, scratching his hair at random, at least it didn't look like a hornet's nest.

Sharapova took out her clothes in the car, and she had one more comment on Zhang Feng in her heart, that is, being careful.

The clothes are not only two sets of dresses, high heels, and even underwear!

You must know that she and Dai'er are both in neutral now, as a woman is still very shy after all.

Dai'er was awakened, and her current high fever had subsided slightly. Although it was still a bit hot, at least it wasn't that the whole person was confused.

Sharapova, who had changed her clothes, helped Dai Er also change her clothes.

The respondent took out the folded wheelchair from the back box again and placed it in front of Zhang Feng.

"Thanks, brother, I have a chance to invite you to drink." Zhang Feng said gratefully.

"You don't need to thank you. It's all part of the business. Drinking is no problem."

Zhang Feng sneered twice, interestingly.

When Sharapova and Dai'er got out of the car after getting dressed, Zhang Feng and the two responders changed the car keys, drove each other's cars, and left quickly.

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Twenty minutes later.

Zhang Feng pushed Daier, who was sitting in a wheelchair in an evening dress, and followed Sharapova into the revolving door of a five-star hotel.

The old beggar and Hu Xinting in the lobby greeted him.

Zhang Feng also saw them for the first time, and his brows suddenly rose. Why did Hu Xinting also come? Didn't the old beggar stand up?

There are old beggars? Does this look like an old beggar? Wearing an upright Chinese tunic suit, it looks like an old... pedantic?

Hu Xinting's expression was also a little stiff, fleeting, and returning to the original.

She was surprised that there were two beauties.

I've seen Sharapova's photos before, and I am not surprised at random, but Sharapova is holding Zhang Feng's arm too intimate?

And the girl in a wheelchair, what is the relationship with Zhang Feng?

"Old beggar? Wipe, I'll call you the old man. Hehe." Zhang Feng said strangely.

"Just be happy what you call, I have booked the room, let's go up and say." The old beggar said, there are many people here, obviously not the place to talk.

Sit in the elevator until the presidential suite on the top floor, everyone walked in, and 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 to a bedroom in the suite.

The old beggar led Zhang Feng into another bedroom.

Entering the room, Zhang Feng sat down on the sofa. The fear on the way can be completely put down.

He took a cigarette out of his pocket, lit it, and smoked it moistly.

He said bitterly, "Old man, all the cigarettes I smoke on this road are bitter."

"It's really not easy! I thank you on behalf of the country for Sharapova's affairs." The old beggar rarely said sincerely.

Through Sharapova's affairs, not only can we get 20 places for the Halberd of the God of War training camp, but also can get a relationship with the Halberd of the God of War training camp, and the immediate benefits and long-term benefits can be combined.

"Thank you. Let's not talk about this kind of unnutrition. 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 said. Old man, you won't give me a way to kill the donkey, turn your face and deny it?" Zhang Feng sat up suddenly, his eyes fixed on the old beggar.