Chapter 1270: uncle

Yang Yi wore a long-sleeved shirt. Although it was quick-drying, the sweat still wet his underarms and back.
After taking off the sunglasses, Yang Yi wiped the sweat from his face, and then he waved at St. Regis sitting a little farther.
St. Regis ran to Yang Yi and whispered: "Hey, what's the matter?"
Yang Yi shook his head and whispered: "Man, the place I chose to meet is not right, but you don't have to follow me to sweat here, understand? Go to a cool place to have a drink and blow the air conditioner."
St. Regis has some embarrassing words: "This is my first time in the field, the first time with foreign spy joints, I want to see..."
"Stupid..."
After a helpless smile, Yang Yi waved his hand and said: "Let's follow you, look at you and watch."
For any newbie, the first time to go out is a very exciting thing.
Aaron let Yang Yi choose a few people, but Yang Yi only took St. Regis, why did he bring St. Regis? Because he is a novice, he has no experience, because he has been working in the flight school and has no experience in the field. Because he is a raw melon with no field experience, he will not let Yang Yi get in the way.
So Yang Yi only took St. Regis alone.
Of course, Yang Yi certainly can't bring only St. Regis alone. The CIA people don't bring him, and he must be all with him.
Because this time there is something big to do.
Anton must follow, and then the magic box team.
Anton has been following Yang Yi, and even Aaron knows, so Anton is with Yang Yi. As for the magic box, Brian will lead them to meet at a later time.
Now Yang Yi is waiting for the people of the Shah Intelligence Bureau to meet, but he chose the right place, but chose the wrong time.
Yang Yixuan met at the noon and the Shah Intelligence Bureau outside a coffee shop in the green area of ​​Baghdad. The coffee shop is very hot in the green area, but the problem is that at two o'clock, in the direct sunlight, even if there is sunshade Umbrellas, but also hot people can not stand.
Anton is so smart that he won't sweat outside in the sun, so he blows air conditioners in the coffee shop.
But Yang Yi had an appointment to meet outside, then he had to meet outside.
Punctuality is a virtue, but not everyone has it.
Yang Yi started sweating under the sun umbrella for five minutes, but the meeting time was two points, but now it is two o'clock.
Yang Yi arrived five minutes early because he needed to be seated by coffee, but the Shah Intelligence Bureau should appear on time at two o'clock instead of letting Yang Yi wait for five minutes.
If you can't finish the task, you can't finish the task, but it's not Yang Yi's style. In his opinion, if a person doing intelligence work can't be punctual, either he is dead or he should die.
Yang Yi stood up, but he just stood up and saw a man with sunglasses, wearing a white suit, holding a bottle of cool cola on his hand, coming down from a Mercedes-Benz, and directly after getting off the bus. He came over.
Yang Yi took the sunglasses, and then he stood and watched the Saobao man wearing a suit at a temperature of 42 degrees Celsius.
"Not hot?"
Before and after Yang Yishen, the man in the suit was curious and asked a question from Yang Yi. He put the cola on the table and then he reached out and smiled. "Wahid Ben Rashi M. Al, you can call me Wahid."
Yang Yi and Wahid shook hands, and then he smiled politely: "You are late."
Wahid puts his hand and says, "Sorry, the other people who met you, but I want to meet you, so I came in person, and I wasted some time in the process."
After that, Wahid looked at the coffee shop and said, "Will you stand here and say it? I am curious why you don't go inside, but you are here, are you not hot?"
Not hot, I blame, Yang Yi pulled the clothes and said: "Hot, go in and sit."
Wahid nodded, then he and Yang Yi went to the door of the coffee shop.
In front of the glass door, Wahid stopped, very natural, and Yang Yi naturally opened the glass door, and then he paused politely, but Wahid was unceremonious. The head went straight and went in.
Yang Yi became the younger brother who opened the door.
Instead of being angry with this little thing, Yang Yi sees some clues from this detail. This Wahid does not have the habit of opening his own door, and then he does not have all the qualities that a spy should have.
Yang Yimo kept up with Wahid without saying anything, and then Wahid took a sofa directly.
A spy who used to be a grandfather?
Yang Yi thinks that this seems to be wrong.
After watching Yang Yi sitting opposite, Wahid and Yang Yi looked at each other for a while, then he finally remembered something and picked up the menu on the table.
After looking at his eyes, Wahid put down the menu, and then he snapped a finger. When the waiter came over, he looked casually: "A cup... two cups of black tea."
When Wahid finished, Yang Yi didn't say anything again, but after the waiter nodded, he watched Wahid not move.
This place in the Green District is quite special. It is a good place for public security in Baghdad, but the consumption is also very high and the high is scary, so the general consumer places need to pay first.
Wahid looked at the waiter, the waiter looked at Wahid, and then he finally looked at Yang Yi.
Wahid's face was inexplicable, and then his face looked a little unhappy.
Yang Yi sighed in his heart. He is already the richest man in the world, but he has to take care of a grandfather who doesn't understand anything, or a spy grandfather of the Shah Intelligence Bureau.
What the world is this fucking!
Yang Yi took out a hundred dollar bill, put it on the waiter's plate, and waved.
When the waiter left, Yang Yi sighed and said: "Now we..."
"Wait~EbookFREE.me~ Wahid's face is like an insult. He took off his sunglasses and put it on the table. Then he took out a mobile phone and dialed it twice soon. Facing the phone: "Come here, hurry!

Wahid’s watch is Patek Philippe, which is worth between $200,000 and $300,000. The ring on his hand is worth about $100,000. Then his tie Yang Yi also recognizes that a pure silk tie is about About 30,000 US dollars.
Is there such a spy in the world?
Yang Yi didn't make a sound. After less than two minutes, a middle-aged man in a suit pushed in and walked quickly to Wahid's body.
Wahid didn't say anything, just raised his hand gently, then he smiled at Yang Yi: "Now we can talk."
Black suits, black ties, white shirts, sunglasses, this dress is not strange, but in the temperature of more than 40 degrees Celsius is very strange, in contrast, a quick-drying Yang Yi is like the poorest.
Yang Yi coughed twice, then he wanted to talk, but he didn't know where to start.