It is very impolite to hesitate when it comes to other people's gifts.
Of course, if the gift was ginseng or something, Zao Wou-ki would accept it without hesitation.
What is his nationality, scimitar, and title?
, this thing is too sensitive, Zhao Wuji is afraid of making mistakes.
After thinking about it, Zhao Wuji still dialed Tang Zhi's phone in front of everyone.
It was not bad to use discipline as an excuse.
When Tang Zhi heard the scimitar, he was shocked and asked repeatedly: "Is it a golden handle?"
, diamond blade, like a crescent moon.”
After receiving Zhao Wuji's confirmation, Tang Zhi burst out laughing and asked Zhao Wuji to accept it quickly, as if the scimitar was some rare treasure.
Having said that, the gold handle and diamond blade are quite valuable. , it would be good to take it back and sell it.
With his boss's approval, Zhao Wuji completely dispelled his doubts.
After politely thanking him, he put the things away without feeling embarrassed at all.
After seeing Zhao Wuji collect the things, the king secretly breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at his younger brother and said: "Thank you again, Mr.
Zhao, for your kindness.
By the way, I should call you Earl now, haha."
Zhao Wuji smiled awkwardly.
He really didn’t understand what a count was, and it was hard to ask.
He still didn’t know enough.
The deputy prime minister next to him took out a small box made of gold and handed it to Zhao Wuji, telling Zhao Wuji that there was a certificate inside. .
In front of everyone, Zao Wuji was too embarrassed to open it to see if it was right, so he simply accepted it with a smile, accepting one item or two items, and it was best to give some ginseng as a gift.
The ginseng was gone, but the king made a request, hoping that Zhao Wuji could serve as the martial arts consultant of the Royal Guards and come over to give guidance when he was free.
It seemed that the king was already aware of the skills that Zhao Wuji showed when collecting herbs.
He is soft-spoken and soft-handed, but this king is still very popular with the three tastes.
He first made a sugar-coated bomb, then made a request tactfully, and repeatedly stated that he was available when he was available.
In other words, forget it if he was not available.
Zhao Wuji could still say What's the promise?
After receiving Zhao Wuji's agreement, the president was very happy.
The deputy prime minister next to him immediately handed Zhao Wuji the employment letter that he had prepared earlier.
It was stamped with a big red seal.
I don't know what was written on it in Arabic, but it was written in Yanhuang.
But it is clearly stated that Count Zao Wu-ki has been hired as the general martial arts consultant of the Royal Guards.
Okay, keep it.
Although Zhao Wuji felt like he was being cheated, he couldn't say anything else.
He put the employment letter into the gold box just now, only to find that there were three things inside, two certificates, and one A bank card and a seal.
The two certificates should be something to prove the nationality and identity of the count.
The seal should be one of the certificates of the count.
As for the bank card, what does it mean to bribe and reward a little money?
Don’t take it out, buddy.
After all, there are hundreds of millions of people.
Judging from the material of the bank card, it should be made of gold.
Looking closer, there is a gold business card placed under the bank card, with the king's name and phone number written in Yanhuang script.
Zhao Wuji finally understood that he wanted to establish a long-term friendship with the king.
Anyway, he looked at everything.
Zhao Wuji glanced at the scimitar with sharp eyes and found that he had five Chinese characters engraved on it: Count Zhao Wuji, Well, I'm afraid this thing has some special meaning and can't be sold.
Fortunately, the king is old-hearted and gave me a bank card.
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I heard that the king is very rich, so I believe it won't be too shabby inside.
Pretending to cover the lid casually, the female translator whispered: "According to the customs between countries, giving gifts to each other must be handed over to the state, but you don't have to hand it over because you have our nationality, hehe " Let's start our journey so soon.
Well, I have become a foreigner.
If the old man knows, will he break my legs?
It seems that we are not traitors, probably not.
It seems that we can't count on ginseng.
It's too unnatural.
Fortunately, the harvest is good.
Zhao Wuji quickly figured it out and said with a smile: "You guys are too polite.
We Yanhuang have a tradition: the elders give it.
I didn't dare to be late, so I accepted the things.
I just have a grudging request.
I hope the old king can keep this matter secret.
Of course, if you need help with anything in the future, just ask, and I will come over when I am free.
Look at how many there are.”
This was what the king was waiting for.
Of course, the most important thing was the last two sentences.
As for the Yanhuang tradition, the king had never heard of it.
He felt confident and smiled more on his face.
After chatting for a while, Zhao Wuji stood up to say goodbye, and the Deputy Prime Minister personally walked to the door.
Zhao Wuji, who was about to get in the car, suddenly felt numbness in the center of his eyebrows, and felt that he was being watched.
He knew it was not good, so he was startled and picked him up.
The deputy prime minister leapt back.
Before the two of them landed, two large holes were opened on the ground by special bullets.
Since they had retreated into the room, they could not see the inside.
After Zhao Wuji landed, he helped up the deputy prime minister who didn't know what had happened.
Calmly patting the non-existent dust on his body, he calculated in his mind that these people should be the remnants of the national secret service.
The purpose is of course not against himself, but let's take a look.
After all, it is someone else's country.
The deputy prime minister glanced at the crater on the ground, quickly came to his senses, glanced at Zhao Wuji gratefully, and then angrily rebuked the surrounding guards and troops.
The surrounding guards and troops also reacted and rushed outside.
Zhao Wuji had already sensed that the sniper was absconding, but he couldn't understand the language and couldn't warn him.
After a while, the female translator Kasina rushed over and saw Zhao Wuji.
Waiting for everyone to be okay, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Tell your Excellency, Deputy Prime Minister, that I know where the murderers are running.
Give me an army and I will catch them back," Zhao Wuji said to the female translator.
There was no way he could do this.
How often did he send a mission here?
Troop No. 10 is still here.
What if the opponent points their guns at one of our own?
It's ideal to strangle the enemy in the cradle, isn't it?
The female translator Kasina told the deputy prime minister what Zhao Wuji meant.
The deputy prime minister nodded gratefully and immediately ordered Jim to bring a team of people over.
Of course, Kasina, the female translator, must not be missing, otherwise he would be blinded.
Under the command of Zhao Wuji, a group of military vehicles drove forward.
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Jim spread out the map, and Kasina next to him translated it in time.
Zhao Wuji understood the intention, looked at the map and thought for a while, then pointed to the two roads and told everyone The enemy fled in two directions.
Jim picked up the walkie-talkie and immediately started dispatching, and soon several military vehicles ran towards another road.
As for why Zhao Wuji was so sure of the murderer's escape route, Jim and others did not ask.
In the eyes of Jim and others, Zhao Wuji was just like Ah The Latin God is as magical, just trust him.
Zhao Wuji chose to take action, and of course he didn't want to fail.
He accurately locked the target's absconding position with his mental power, and commanded the encirclement and suppression from time to time.
Soon, Zhao Wuji saw the target in front of him, a high-speed Mercedes-Benz car, and he was about to get up.
The highway.
It was troublesome to pursue the car on the highway.
Zhao Wuji was too lazy to talk nonsense.
He took the sniper rifle of a sniper next to him and stood on the open military vehicle to directly aim and lock the target.
The speed of the car was too high, and it was constantly bumping and turning, making it difficult to lock on.
Zhao Wuji took a deep breath, and his whole body quickly entered a mysterious and ethereal state.
The only thing in his mind was the target's rapidly rotating tires, keeping up with the opponent's rhythm and pattern.
He almost grasped the trajectory of the next moment and fired without hesitation.
The car that was nearly 800 meters away suddenly stopped, moved towards the roadside, and rolled over twice.
Jim and others looked at Zhao Wuji in surprise, with admiration on their faces.
He was sniping at a high-speed target from a high-speed car, and it was from a distance of 800 meters.
Who would believe this ability?
Soldiers are simple-minded people who respect the strong.
At this moment, Zhao Wuji was equated with Aladdin in the eyes of Jim and others.
The female translator Kasina next to her was even more starry-eyed.
Zhao Wuji breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, he didn't make a fool of himself.
He returned the sniper rifle to the soldier and smiled.
The military vehicle made a beautiful drift and stopped.
Several soldiers ran over and pulled out two bloodstained Westerners from the vehicle.
They looked like they were dying.
At this time, another team also received good news that a suspicious person was caught, and everyone went home happily.
Back at the entrance of the Grand Mosque, after Jim handed over the task, he returned to the hotel with his troop escort Zhao Wuji.
After returning to the room, Zhao Wuji took a shower and looked at the gifts placed casually on the bed.
He put the things in his bag casually as if in a dream.
At this time, Luo Xuan ran over and said: "Listen They said you are back, let’s go, the chief is looking for you.”
When we arrived at the place where the chief stayed, he was drinking tea in the living room.
He was wearing casual clothes and looked very content.
It was obvious that the meeting was a success.
After Luo Xuan went out, the leader smiled and said: "You are the chief contributor to this mission.
I will inform Brother Tang when I get back.
I just came back from there.
How is the old king recovering?"
"It's better than expected," Zhao Wuji responded, but he analyzed in his heart that the chief should not be just chatting with him casually at this time, so he asked: "What does the chief need to explain?"
"No, the talks are almost over.
We will sign some contracts tomorrow morning and fly back in the afternoon," the chief said.
"Oh, okay, as long as it goes well."
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Zhao Wuji couldn't understand the situation and simply pretended to be stupid.
After thinking about it, Zhao Wuji still told the king's gift to avoid giving the impression of being free in front of the chief.
Seeing the calm smile on the leader's face, Zhao Wuji was stunned and immediately realized that the leader had obviously known about this.
He couldn't help but feel lucky that he took the initiative to explain it.
At this time, the leader said: "Gifts between countries.
It was originally supposed to be handed over to the state for safekeeping, but in your special case, it was a private gift, so there is no need to hand it over. " Hearing these words, Zhao Wuji felt that it was useful.
It is not easy to gain something.
It is all earned with life.
It would be pointless to hand it over.
The leader glanced at Zhao Wuji and continued: "You still don't know what the scimitar represents."
What?"
Zhao Wuji really didn't know this, but it seemed like the chief knew.
He couldn't help but put on an expression of humbly asking for advice, looked at the chief and nodded with a smile, indicating that he really didn't know. 160420oshow7: