Rise of the Wasteland Chapter 1207: A cordial call

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Zhou Qingfeng was finally relaxed after driving away the housekeeper who knew Halegi. With the Xiao Jinlang shot, there is no need to care too much about the ending of the housekeeper.

In Khaledi ’s cronies, there is only one person who can follow him every day and pose a threat to Zhou Qingfeng—the captain of the guard, Fatah. However, according to Khaliji's account, the captain of the guard and the task of monitoring his Assad family will not easily leave.

Fortunately, Fatah usually only follows when Khaledji takes a vehicle to a certain place. After staying, he is responsible for the safety of the house. Nothing will not happen.

At the moment, there are only insignificant servants in the bedroom, at most there is a maid sucking under the quilt.

Um ...!

Just when Zhou Qingfeng leaned on the bed and thought about the next move? The maid in the quilt came out from under him, revealing a pretty face that was pale because of fear. She stared at the face of Zhou Qingfeng after makeup for a long time, and finally gathered her courage and asked in a low voice, "Who are you?"

Zhou Qingfeng is currently an indifferent face. He raised his hand and grabbed a grid Locke against the head of the maid, trying to press her back slightly.

But the maid actually pressed hard. She stared at her big eyes, her arms trembling slightly, as if using all her strength to say, "You are not Halji, nor his substitute. I am not afraid of death, nor do I No matter what you want to do. But if you are willing to help me, I can help you too. "

The cold light of Zhou Qingfeng's's eyes reveals that as long as he pulls the trigger lightly, it is five steps of blood splatter ...... The maid is dead and he is in trouble.

"How to drive away the servants outside?" Zhou Qingfeng asked with a low voice.

"Curse them, just find a reason, it's better to be fierce." The maid said concisely.

Zhou Qingfeng's looked out of the bead curtain, and a servant just met him, always ready to be called.

"Fool, go get me some food. The breakfast is cold." Zhou Qingfeng first called for a breakfast, and then screamed at the question, "Do you want to starve me to death? It's not enough to feed cats at all . Give me a large portion. I can eat a camel when I am hungry. "

Go back and forth several times, smashed a few vase lamps and lanterns out, the servants were called out trembling, all fled the bedroom, and no one dared to come in easily. It's really a rich table in the bedroom. The roasted whole lamb is golden and tender, which is mouth-watering.

Zhou Qingfeng immediately lifted the quilt, ran to the toilet first, returned to grab the meat-cutting knife, and began to cut the leg of lamb. The maid on the bed continued to be dumbfounded, and she can now confirm that her original master Halegi was really replaced because of the long, tall legs.

"Staring outside the door, someone came to inform me." Zhou Qingfeng ordered while eating.

The maid glanced at the direction outside the bedroom and jumped out of bed gently to circle around Zhou Qingfeng. He touched his fake leather made of gelatin and black hair curiously and asked, "Halji go there Alright? "

"Dead." Zhou Qingfeng was hungry all night, at this moment gobbling, eating meat and drinking in large bottles.

"That scum has long been damned." The maid also grabbed a bowl of meat soup and ate it quickly, staring at Zhou Qingfeng and asked, "So who are you?"

"Do n’t ask if you should n’t."

"What do you want to do?"

"Pretend to be Harlequin."

"So you drove the housekeeper Mahad away?"

"You are smart."

A few simple conversations make the maid ’s eyes start to turn around. She is a little less afraid of Zhou Qingfeng, a little more close to ..., to use the heart.

In less than five minutes, Zhou Qingfeng has eaten half a fat and large roasted whole lamb. By the way, he also swept three fruit platter, two large bowls of in addition milk custard and a bottle of wine.

Eating Zhou Qingfeng straightened his chest and waved a knife in his hand and said, "I can help you, but do n’t mention too much demand, you do n’t have that strength and capital."

The cold water came down, and the maid's eyes dimmed again. She asked in a low voice: "I am very familiar with this villa, and I can find other helpers for you. You can take me out and give me a sum of money to go to Europe. Is this always possible?"

"I don't need you to find any help for me, you just need to stay with me and don't go there. When I leave, I will meet your requirements." Zhou Qingfeng didn't show how kind-hearted and stiff the tone was. He found a mirror to wipe off the greasy face, while ensuring that his makeup was not missing.

The maid bit her lip, and in a weak position, she nodded slightly. Zhou Qingfeng crawled back to the bed again and waved at the maid when she was covered in quilt. "Return to your post."

"You still have thoughts about me biting you?" The maid stopped doing it.

"When did the green religion woman have the spirit of resistance?"

"I do n’t believe in green religion at all. I am a Yazidi and belong to the Kurdish family. My ethnic group was extinct by ISIS, and I was sold."

"I don't care who you are, you must come to your post now."

The under-age maid scolded in hate language, and only reluctantly got into the bed. But when she wants to enter the service state again, Zhou Qingfeng has relieved her of her obligation, "You can stay calm and stay on without having to bite."

"Aren't you worried about being embarrassed by me?" The little maid took the initiative to provoke. There was no smile on the pretty little face, but her eyes were a little bit charming.

Hehe ..., Zhou Qingfeng didn't make a verbal argument. He also found the servants and kept asking about the current situation in the secret nest villa, and at the same time issued instructions for the housekeeper who left. Finally, he took advantage of the housekeeper's absence and called for a large number of middle-level managers who were originally under the command of the housekeeper.

In the villa, those who manage the black market, those who liaise with government departments, those in the family, and all kinds of people appear in front of the big bed in Haraj's bedroom. Everyone was told, ‘Respected Haraj ’s body is a little uncomfortable, but want to talk to them. ’

Zhou Qingfeng spent the whole morning meeting people, meeting, ordering, and gradually gathering the power originally given to the housekeeper by Khaliji. In view of Syria ’s hierarchical hierarchy, there were no obstacles to this power-collection operation, which at best caused some anxiety.

While waiting for noon, the servant reported that a Chinese was invited to see him. Zhou Qingfeng quickly called people to the bedroom and screened everyone out.

Who came? Xiao Jinlang!

The intelligence leader Xiao Jinlang heard the Zhou Qingfeng's words and felt that it was necessary to come by himself. He also formally expressed his condolences to Mr. 'Halji' who was lying on the bed with diplomatic etiquette, cared about his body, and expressed his willingness to work hard to promote the friendship between China and Syria.

Half talk ...

Zhou Qingfeng spit out a voice changer from his mouth, and lowered his voice happily to make a cordial call-Old Xiao.

Auditory ...?

Poor Xiao Jinlang is speaking in Mandarin, and when he heard this familiar voice, he almost fainted. He stabilized again, staring at the "Halji" on the big bed, and after a long while, he couldn't believe it and asked "Lin Sen?"

He He He hehe ...

Hehe!

Smile, smile, smile at you!

Asshole, why are you here?

Xiao Jinlang is almost shocked to explode in place—what's the matter with your mother? Lin Sen impersonated a senior official in the Syrian government. You ..., you ..., you ..., only you can do such a thing!