The sun was shining in the morning, but Saudi Foreign Minister Kequela's heart was not bright.

Yalit International Airport has been completely blocked from martial law. Within a radius of one mile, there are layers of heavy troops surrounding it, which surprised many Saudi people secretly. Could there be another foreign head of state visiting?

"Minister, His Majesty the King's phone." Kequela's secretary, holding a satellite phone, stepped forward.

Kekura nodded, took the phone and pressed the answer button: "Your Majesty, what's the matter?"

"Have you received someone?"

"Not yet." As Quella spoke, she looked at Patek Philippe on her wrist: "There are about ten minutes left."

"Well, when someone arrives, I will pick him up to the palace and don't make any other arrangements."

"Your Majesty, as usual..."

"Extraordinary opportunity requires a very special way of dealing with it. Don't pay attention to the past practices. I have a premonition that the Vice Premier of China is here to make trouble." King Yaraman said in a deep voice.

Kequela nodded: "I get it."

"Well, let me know if there is any situation."

"good."

But as soon as Quella handed the phone to the secretary, the phone rang again. He looked at the number and it turned out to be his deputy.

"Hey, what's the matter."

"Minister, I have found out what you want me to investigate."

"Oh, when."

"The special plane he was riding in would land at the international airport in more than ten minutes."

"What, the third commander of the prison has arrived, too." But Quilla's face changed and she became less calm.

"The Third Commander of the Prison." The deputy was a little confused, not knowing what Kequela meant.

But Quella took a deep breath and tried to calm her mood: "It's nothing, are you sure it's time to arrive."

"Yes."

"Okay, I understand." After Quella said that, she hung up the phone and quickly called Yaraman. Now the plan cannot keep up with the change, so the two groups have come together. If something really happens, it will be a big event.

When Yaraman heard this, he almost jumped up from the chair. However, after thinking about it, he calmed down. First of all, these two people are both people with identities. Although they are not in the same circle, they cannot meet like gangsters, pointing at the nose or making a decision directly.

Of course, if this is true, the Vice Premier of China will die. He is the third commander of the prison, and he is a super awesome master. He can kill ten or eight ordinary people with one hand.

Furthermore, you don’t know the two at all. As long as you deal with them carefully, there will be no problem at all. As long as you don’t mention some keywords, the possibility of an accident is almost zero.

When Yaraman did the work for Kequela, he was not so panicked. After asking a few more questions, he hung up the phone, and then found a secretary, and gave instructions like this, this and this.

Ten minutes passed quickly, and a special plane from China landed on the airport.

But Quella did not hesitate and led some officials and bodyguards from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs to quickly step forward to prepare to welcome the deputy prime minister from China.

The hatch opened, and first some bodyguards and secretary assistants came down, and then a person who often appeared in the news walked down slowly. Although he was not very tall, he was very imposing.

"Prime Minister Yan, welcome to Saudi Arabia." This is not the first time Quilla has seen this deputy prime minister, so she is not unfamiliar, and she walked forward with a smile.

"Minister Ke Quilla, I hope my arrival will not cause you much trouble." As Vice Premier Yan spoke, he stretched out his right hand and shook hands with Ke Quilla.

"Haha, no, no, how could that be? Our King was very happy to hear that you were coming." Kura spoke pretty well in Chinese, and there was no problem with communication.

"Well, that's good." Deputy Prime Minister Yan nodded: "Minister Quilla, I want to go to the Chinese living area to see it. Is it OK?"

When Vice Premier Yan came to Saudi Arabia, he mainly used a special plane to bring Xiao Feng and others back, but naturally he would not tell Ke Kuira that he would go to the Chinese living area to cover up his real purpose.

"This...Prime Minister Yan, our king is waiting for you in the palace. Why don't we go to the palace first?" Ke Quila said hesitantly.

Vice Premier Yan did not refuse, nodded: "Okay, then let's go."

"Well, that, wait a moment, there is another guest coming."

"Oh." Vice Premier Yan frowned slightly.

"It is the personal friendship of His Majesty our king, and it is also the time to come."

"Well, then wait." Vice Premier Yan was quite easy to talk and nodded.

"I'll take you to the car first." Ke Quilla smiled: "I drove the special car of His Majesty the King, and I don't have many opportunities to take it."

"Haha, OK."

But Quella brought Vice Premier Yan into the car, and then arranged for his secretary to go to other cars, so she left because the secretary came to report that another special plane landed.

After Kekuila left, Vice Premier Yan took out a satellite phone and dialed a number: "Hey, I've arrived in Saudi Arabia."

"I haven't contacted that kid yet, you can deal with the Chinese affairs first."

"I understand." Vice Premier Yan didn't say anything, hung up the phone, then looked out the window and saw an extra plane on the runway a few hundred meters away. There was no national sign on it, and there was only a somewhat strange totem.

On the plane, there were people coming out. Vice Premier Yan only took a look and intuition told him that these people were definitely not from the political circle. However, he was also very curious about who could let Kequela, the Minister of Foreign Affairs, greet him personally.

"Ko Quilla, I want to see Yaraman." A tall man with brown skin said coldly.

"Three Commanders, Your Majesty the King is waiting for you in the palace." Seeing that he was so rude, Quilla twitched his lips and said as hard as possible.

"Hmph, as long as you are willing to see me, I thought he would hide." The third commander snorted coldly: "Take me there."

Just now, a huge murderous aura filled the air and flew in a flash, but even so, Quilla was sweating all over and her legs became a little weak.

But Quilla knew very well that this three commanders were definitely not kind men and women. Those who died at his hands would probably be able to circle the palace in a row.

"Okay." Kerra took a deep breath, then nodded: "By the way, the third commander, just now, the Deputy Prime Minister of China also arrived here."

"Vice Premier of China."

"Yes."

"What is he going to do?" The third commander stopped and his brow frowned slightly.

"I don't know, it may be to put pressure on it. After all, we have done something against the Chinese."

"Hmph, I want to kill people when I see Chinese people now." The third commander's murderous aura spreads again: "I hope this vice premier won't mess with me, otherwise, I don't mind letting him die in Saudi Arabia and causing some trouble to your royal family."

Hearing the words of the third commander, Quilla's smile immediately froze. He had to believe that this guy was really able to do such a thing. Once the deputy prime minister of China died in Saudi Arabia, it would be a big incident. What kind of blame will the Saudi royal family face at that time?

"Three Commander, are you kidding me?" A few seconds later, Kuira shook her stiff smile and forced her to smile.

"Do you think I'm joking with you?" The third commander glanced at Kequela.

“…”

"Don't worry, if he doesn't mess with me, I won't kill him." The third commander continued to move forward: "After all, China is different from other countries. Can we provoke less, or cause less."

But Quella breathed a little relieved and prayed in her heart that Allah would bless you, hoping that there would be no conflict between the two.

"Take me to see Yaraman quickly, and then I'm going to the castle." The third commander saw that Kequela was still standing there stupidly, and urged him to come to Saudi Arabia. One of the purposes was to check the wealth in the castle's basement, so he couldn't wait.

"Okay, okay." But Quilla quickly took a few steps and took the third commander to the throne's car.

"Prime Minister Yan, I'll introduce you to you. This person is..." But when Quella said this, she didn't know how to continue, because he didn't know the name of the third commander at all.

Premier Yan didn't mind, so he nodded slightly to the third commander, and then looked away.

There is a saying in China, "The Tao is different, and we don't plan for each other." At first glance, they are in two circles. He can even feel a hint of hostility from this person, so he is too lazy to talk too much.

The third commander just glanced at Prime Minister Yan and did not look at him anymore. He was not interested in Prime Minister Shenma. He now only cared about whether the things in the basement of the castle had been destroyed. Then he found Xiao Feng, killed him, and then saved Edison.

But Quilla was a little embarrassed, but it was embarrassing, it was better than a conflict between the two. If the third commander killed someone, even if he was by his side, he would not be able to stop him.

Let Yaraman give these things a headache. What he has to do is to send them completely and safely to the palace, and everything will be fine.

Along the way, Quilla was frightened and could not describe his mood by using the magic horse "like walking on thin ice". He seemed to be sitting on the crater, with a volcano under his butt, and he didn't know when the volcano would erupt.

Fortunately, the volcano never erupted. When he saw the familiar building (the palace), he burst into tears. Damn, it finally arrived.

The car drove into the palace, but Quilla secretly wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, let out a heavy breath, and then accumulated a smile again: "Two, the palace has arrived, let's go down."

"Yes." Vice Premier Yan nodded politely, while the third commander ignored Kura, looking like he was so arrogant.

When the two got out of the car, Quilla was in a dilemma again. She couldn't take them to see Yaraman with her, but if they didn't go together, they would offend anyone who stayed.
Chapter completed!