Half an hour later, Prince Abdul was surrounded by a group of street teenagers. It was not because he danced too badly, but because he danced too well, he directly killed all the teenagers in seconds and won all their money.

"Hey, calm down, this is a competition of strength, you have to accept reality." Prince Abdul shook the banknotes in his hand with an arrogant look on his face and said, "Do you think I will be willing to win your money? No, I don't want to. When I win your money, I respect you. Do you know? I respect you! I am a very civilian prince, different from other princes... What do you want to do? Do you think I will be afraid of you with a knife and a steel pipe in my hand? Did you see my companion? He is a beast from the barbaric land and my most capable bodyguard. If you can kill him, I will not only return the money I won, but also give you ten times more!"

Han Hu, who had been watching the music, widened his eyes. He found that the prince was a little shameless. He brought himself into the outsider in a few words. He didn't want to fight with these guys, because... it seemed that he couldn't fight anymore, and dozens of people had surrounded him.

"Come on!" Prince Abdul raised the banknotes in his hand and shouted to Han Hu: "Beat them for the sake of eating! You have said that these guys are all inferior and incompetent, beat them hard and let them know how powerful we are!"

Low? Low energy?

Dozens of teenagers hiding on the street immediately rushed towards Han Hu, cursing out of their mouths, and came with knives and sticks.

"When did I say that kind of thing? You kid are so mean!" Han Hu said angrily.

"It's what he said, it's what he said! Come on, beat him up!" Prince Abdul fanned the flames.

"Bow him to death!"

"Go!"

“…”

When the street boys flocked to Han Hu, Prince Abdul quietly retreated. He stuffed the money into his shoes, retreated little by little, and turned around and ran away.

"Blow me? I have a gun!"

"Bang!"

Han Hu raised his gun and pulled the trigger, which immediately shocked the group of street boys.

"Hahaha...beat me? You are all tired of living. Do you know where I am from Hu Ye? Do you know me?"

Suddenly, Han Hu's voice stopped abruptly. He saw more than a dozen black muzzles sticking out from the broken building. Although they were all broken AK rifles, he had no doubt that these rifles could knock him into a hornet's nest, or even directly broke his limbs.

This is Tripoli, which is Libya with a very unstable situation. Tripoli, which is calm on the surface, is full of dangers everywhere. Not to mention the pervasive armed forces, the endless gangsters alone are enough to make people feel very troublesome.

"I" Han Hu raised his hands high and said, "Surrender!"

There are broken buildings in all directions, dirty, this is a typical slum. In this country, it is definitely a hotbed of the underworld. In this environment, a rifle may extend from a corner to pull the trigger at him. Tactical terms, this environment is simply the tomb of special forces, which belongs to a typical street fighting terrain. Although these underworld elements have not received formal training, they can use familiar terrain to destroy a well-equipped special forces squad with cold guns.

Han Hu cursed the despicable Prince Abdul in his heart, but a gentle smile on his face, showing his sincerity to surrender. He suddenly realized that this prince was not completely funny, and he was as shameless as he was.

"Dadada..."

"Ba!Ba!Ba!Ba!..."

“…”

Fierce gunfire came from afar, immediately attracting everyone's attention.

Government Army! Libyan Government Army!

A team of government troops rushed here, chasing a single-handed person. Han Hu could clearly see that the guy being chased by the government troops was using dazzling tactics to avoid bullets behind him, as if he had a hind eye. Charge, a standard charge, and the coherent tactic in the reunion, whistling, as if he was lightning!

That degree and that aura instantly make people feel excited. One person is charging forward, one person faces the pursuit of dozens of people, and one person is roaring forward and backward, ease!

Only one person can do this, only one person can integrate charge and tactics so well, and only one person can break out of such a momentum Long Xiaoqi!

"Brother-in-law!!!" Han Hu shouted.

"Brother-in-law!" Prince Abdul who was running away ran towards Long Xiaoqi, shouting loudly to the government forces while running: "I am Prince Abdul, I am the friend of President Gaddafi. I ask you to cease fire immediately, I ask you..."

"Swoosh!swoosh!..."

Two bullets rubbed against Prince Abdul's body, and he was so scared that he quickly lay on the ground.

"call!"

When the hurricane hit, Long Xiaoqi rushed past Prince Abdul and cursed: "Silly x, don't you run and wait for the food? Do you think they know Gaddafi? Idiot!!!"

"The Guards are here! The Guards are here! Run!"

When people on the street saw the regular army coming, they immediately shouted and ran away. They did not dare to fight against these regular troops. The best choice after seeing them is to run as far as possible, otherwise they would be killed as they were treated as armed forces!

"Don't run away, brother-in-law! With me here, I can settle everything!" Prince Abdul shouted: "Believe in my ability. Maybe I don't know the money you need to eat. Maybe I don't know how to eat sugarcane, but I definitely have the ability to help you settle all this!"

Suddenly, Prince Abdul stood up and roared at the government forces like a lion: "Stop all! President Gaddafi is my friend, take me to see His Excellency President Gaddafi immediately!"

At this moment, Prince Abdul's funny aura disappeared without a trace, replaced by domineering and strongness. His face was as calm as water, and a noble aura surged out. This is temperament, this is the temperament of a lion-taught prince, and even the irreplaceable temperament of a prince!

Government troops roared, and one of the soldiers waved the stock and slapped Prince Abdul's forehead.

"Bang!"

The prince lay down on the ground with a bang, blood flowing from his forehead...

"Brother-in-law, run!" Han Hu said angrily: "Where did you go and cause trouble? Why did you even provoke Gaddafi's Guards? Oh my god, you are too troublesome, why don't you provoke Gaddafi's Women Guards?"

"Shut up!" Long Xiaoqi cursed: "I just provoked his female guard! Run? If we run away, this unlucky guy Abdul must be killed by these soldiers!"

"Brother-in-law, do you really think he is a prince? Haha, this is from a mental hospital..."

"Nonsense, he is really a prince!" Long Xiaoqi shouted: "He is the prince of Saudi Arabia. If he dies here, do you know that our two of us will be completely finished in this life? Grass!"

Long Xiaoqi is almost crazy. There is absolutely no problem with him running alone, but who knew that when he ran away, he met Han Hu and Prince Abdul, and Prince Abdul, the funny guy, actually came over...

Leave this funny prince down? You will definitely be executed by these soldiers as spies or something! It doesn’t matter if you execute him, the Saudi royal family will definitely count this matter on him, Long Xiaoqi!

What is Gaddafi? What is Libya? If you provoke it, you will get offended, but if you provoke the Saudi royal family and escape with the prince, and then cause the prince who may become the king to die... Haha, wait for killers, bounty hunters and mercenaries around the world to chase it!
Chapter completed!