Hamid didn't have the time to take care of Zayne. He smiled and said to Oliver West, "Good people, I have made good black tea. Let's come in and have a few cups!" People in the Middle East love to drink black tea. Generally, they boil a very large amount of tea into a very rich tea soup. And then paired with a lot of sugar and refreshments with a high sugar content. This is quite different from the Chinese method of preparing tea.
Seeing that Hamid was so hospitable, the newcomers couldn’t refuse.
So, Oliver West said, "Commander Hamid, please arrange for your subordinates to first take Mr. Banks to his place of residence.”
"Okay, no problem!" Hamid patted his chest and said, "Since my Brother Charlie ordered it, I let the people prepare the yard. The yard is next to my guard camp. Except for my guards, the rest are soldiers from the army. There are patrols and guards 24 hours a day. Let him try to run away!” He then smiled and said, “And I have already had the small courtyard cleaned up again, so the conditions are good.”
When Zayne heard this, he was a little relieved. Ever since he had boarded the plane, he had never once considered running away. Because it is impossible to escape. This kind of place where birds don't shit, even if they are exhausted, he could never escape from. What's more, the surrounding area is full of soldiers with live ammunition. If the opponent finds that a few bullets are coming, there is no chance that I will survive intact. Therefore, he could only force himself to adapt.
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