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Chapter 370 Compliments

Libya at 9:21, Egypt at 9:27 (6 minutes soon), Cairo International Airport

"Sir, I'm sorry your passport has been locked. Please come with us." Two airport policemen in Egyptian police uniforms looked at Li Tuoer with a serious expression on their faces.

The six bodyguards standing behind Li Tier instantly formed a counter-encirclement of the two policemen. The personal assistant Lewis stood directly in front of Li Tier and separated the two policemen in front of him and said, "Hello, we are British, we were invited by Mr. Mohamed Podon to visit Egypt for business. What is the problem with my boss's passport? Why is it locked?"

Faced with Lewis' aggressive attitude, the fat middle-aged man among the two policemen smiled humbly and said, "We are not sure what's going on. According to customs officers, Mr. Li Tier's passport has been seriously worn and half of the watermark on the passport has been spent, so we must seize Mr. Li Tier until you notify the British Embassy or Mr. Mohamed."

Hearing the police's words, Lewis looked back helplessly and looked at his boss. It was indeed easy to wear and tear if he didn't update his passport for a long time. The two policemen also acted according to law. Facing this situation, Lewis had no idea.

Li Tier looked at the policeman opposite and thought, "Can I make a phone call?" Li Tier encountered this situation when he was young, and he suffered a lot of crimes at that time. However, for Li Tier, who has achieved success and fame, this situation can be solved with just one call.

The fat policeman looked at the bodyguard behind Li Tuer, nodded and said, "This is your right, but you must go inside with us." As he said that, the fat policeman pointed to the airport security department.

Li Tier shrugged indifferently, turned to look at Lewis behind him and said, "You bring people to pass the test first, wait for me outside the airport. Sed should be waiting for me outside. You can ask him to help contact the airport." After that, without waiting for Lewis' answer, he followed the two policemen and walked towards the airport security department.

Hearing the boss's instructions, Lewis took six bodyguards to start their respective pass procedures.

Li Duer, who was taken into an interrogation room by the police, felt that something was wrong. He was about to turn around to protest, but before he could say it, he was punched in the stomach by the fat policeman.

Li Tier, who was in the middle of his stomach, bent down in pain. Pamir, who walked through the corner to the interrogation room, looked at Li Tier who was covering his stomach and pressing down his body, shook his head disdainfully and said, "Trag him in."

Li Tier, who was taken into the interrogation room by two policemen, still covered his abdomen and looked at Pamir with a gloomy face and said, "Who are you? I am a guest of Mr. Mohamed Podon." In Egypt, Mohamed's name is much more effective than Ether.

Looking at Li Thuer who was locked on the chair by the police, Pamir shook his head gently and said, "I am also from the Bodong family, Pamir Podong."

Although I had never seen Pamir before, as Freddy's most capable subordinate, Li Tier had heard of his name. As things went on, Li Tier had already understood that he had been plotted against and was plotted against by the Bodong family.

"Are you Freddy's man? What do he want to do with this ungrateful ****?" Li Tier, who has always regarded himself as an English gentleman, could no longer hold back his gentleman style. He was a little out of control and began to curse Freddy.

Pamir smiled and said, "My current boss wants to call you." As he said that, Pamir, who picked up the satellite phone in his hand, dialed Hou Wenjun's phone number.

"Hello, Mr. Li Tier, I am Hou Wenjun." Everything was ready. Hou Wenjun walked out of the hotel room and walked towards the venue for the third floor signing ceremony, while holding the satellite phone, smiling happily.

When Li Tier heard the name Hou Wenjun, he knew that he was finished. Hou Tier actually told Mohamed to join forces with him to deceive him to Egypt. Li Tier really couldn't think of any reason for Hou Tier not to kill him.

Of course, no one wants to die. Li Tier began to fight for himself in the final struggle and suppressed the anger of being betrayed. Li Tier said to the phone calmly, "Mr. Hou, I think there may be any misunderstanding between us. I am a senior member of the Ethereum Society. As our future president, I don't think you will make things difficult for me."

"Misunderstanding? Maybe, a question, what is Philip's weakness?" Hou Wenjun, who was at the phone, smiled disdainfully. Li Chil was just his first target before completely swallowing the Ether Society. The reason why he called the dying person was to find out Philip's weakness.

Hearing Hou Wenjun's words, Li Tier, who thought there was a glimmer of hope, quickly said to the phone, "I said, you will let me go? Don't worry, Mr. Hou, in the future, if you enter the Ether in the future, I will definitely follow your leader."

Hearing Li Tier's words, Hou Wenjun laughed and said, "Let you go? Li Tier, when did you become so naive? Either tell me, I'll give you a pleasure, or I'll make you torture you. I know you're delaying time, but it's useless. Mr. Seid, will help me deal with your subordinates. By the way, tell you a message in exchange. Seid Bodong can't get out of the airport today. Can you answer my questions now?"

Hou Wenjun's words made Li Duer stunned. Why is Hou Wenjun going crazy? Not only does he deal with himself, but also the Bodong family who helped him? This is in Egypt, Cairo, the base camp of the Bodong family.

Although I couldn't guess Hou Wenjun's trick, Li Tier, who didn't want to die, shouted and told Hou Wenjun about the conditions and said, "I said, Philip, plus the ten gunmen I arranged in Libya, is it enough for me to live?"

"Sorry, even if you want to talk now, I don't have time to listen. Pamir, you can talk to him." Looking at the miscellaneous fees coming from afar, Hou Wenjun hung up the phone helplessly.

"Go and take Vini and the others back to the hotel, it's not safe outside." Hou Wenjun, who had finished giving instructions to Xie Hao beside him, looked at the Kajiufu who walked up to him, and gave him a big hug and said, "Libya is richer and more modern than I thought. I have to say, Mr. Kajiufu, you are a hero of Libya, a hero like our Rabbit National Mao Commissioner."

Hou Wenjun's unwilling compliments made Ka Zafei laugh happily. Although he was studying in Yuanpeng's class under Jiang Guangtou's tent, no one who takes revolution as his responsibility does not worship Dongfanghong. This sun is not the golden sun of North Korea, this Dongfanghong, which has countless revolutionary fans all over the world.

He is 45 years old this year and is determined to become a leader of the Middle East and Africa. He immediately smiled and shook his head, "Mr. Hou is too honored, and Committee Member Mao has always been a role model for us." Libya's full name is the Great Libyan Socialist People's Country, which is a pure and ** country.

Don’t laugh, what Jiang Yuanpeng’s class exported was **. The Three Principles of the People in the early stage were also the revolutionary party, and the allergic party who retreated to Taiwan in the later stages learned from the mainland to make land reforms, rent reductions, and class struggles. (To be continued.)
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