Chapter 1029: Hunting in Shahai (3)

Chapter 1029 Hunting in Shahai III
Betwell took the power of attorney and quickly glanced at it:
Power of Attorney 1000711728: [Caravan of the caravan]
Task content: Escort the entrusted caravan - the Mohammed business group to the designated location.
Remuneration: After completing the mission, each accompanying bodyguard will each receive 5,000 Egyptian dollars. Those who perform well will receive extra rewards.
Remarks: Passing through the Sahara Desert along the way, it is very likely to encounter the first level of dangerous creatures in the desert - Desert Konjac, please be prepared to prepare for the battle.
"Hey--" Biddiville pretended to be sophisticated, deliberately not mentioning the [Desert Konjac] that he had never heard of, but instead asked about other situations: "Where is the [designated place]? How long does it take to entrust? We can only stay in Cairo for two days, and we can't take the time to commission."
"[The designated place] can't tell you, in detail, I will inquire about the client." The boss's face has a slight disappointment," but you can rest assured that the caravan has its own sand boat and walks back and forth in the desert. It’s a half-day time, and it’s so fast. It’s just a reward for me, and I won’t lie to you.

"Very good. I entrusted this." Biddiwell received the power of attorney. One person, five thousand Egyptian coins are not too much, just earning the money back on the mortgage. But it is hard to start with everything, and it is better to have money than to not.
Listening to the sound of the pub boss slamming the keyboard, Bedieville could not help but wonder: "Where should we go to the caravan joint?"
The pub owner seemed to have sent out a certain email. He stopped his hand and smiled mysteriously: "You don't need to look for them. They just happened to be in the neighborhood and they came right away."
In less than ten minutes, a middle-aged man walked down from the black and narrow staircase connecting the pub and the underground intelligence station to Bediville and others.
The person's face is brown-red, and the perennial dealers let his skin be invaded by the sun and dry and cracked. It is weather-beaten.
He wore a gold-and-white robe, a white cotton wig with a very Egyptian style, and a long stick made of ebony in his hand. From the heavy gold necklace to the gold bracelet with arms spread, the gold ornaments of this person seem to show off his rich (earth) status to everyone.
"These children are good bodyguards?" The middle-aged man looked at Bedyville with a little suspicion. "It's too tender, it's still a little dwarf. It's strong, but not strong enough."
Bedyville’s forehead has a faint blue vein.
He looked up at the tall white bear, Elaine. "This is okay, but it needs to lose weight."
There was a shy blush on the white bear's face.
He took another look at the Leopard youth SGL: "This is the most skinny. And what is the strange blue hair? Is it dyed?"
A drop of helpless cold sweat oozes next to Segrad's temple: "This is a natural cockroach."
"That--" Bedieville suppressed anger: "The orc's muscle structure is different from that of humans. It is very difficult to train a tired muscle. It is enough."
"Yes? Well, it’s just that." The middle-aged man with a sturdy (soil) temperament knocked on the stone floor with a cane. "I am the deputy head of the Mohammed business group." , Seth Mohammed. Nice to meet you."
The Leopard youth nodded: "I am Seglad Paramitis, I am very glad to meet you, the deputy head of Mohammed."
Mohammed gave a glance at Segrad: "It is the deputy head, not the deputy head."
The white bear's stuttering is getting worse and worse: "I, I am Iraq, Elaine... Hey...Iraine, Elaine Boles."
"Ialine Bors? Hey, weird name." The deputy head seems to have a strange misunderstanding.
"Beddyville." The werewolf said in an understatement.
"Just just [Beddyville]?" The deputy head raised his eyes and asked in disbelief.
auzw.com"Customer only, don't care. If you want to call the full name, you can call me [Beddyville of the Eskimo]."
Although this is called a mouthful, the werewolf thought.
"Okay, Mr. Bedieville." The deputy head of Mohammed nodded in a perfunctory position: "The caravan is about to leave, come with me."
"Ma, right?" Elaine was completely unprepared.
The deputy head of the white white bears a glance: "Of course it is right. Doing business every minute is money, is it still going to let the caravan wait for you for a long time?"
Bedyville and others looked at each other and didn't know what to say for a while. Sighing Mohammed has already left and gone, the werewolves can't help but keep up. There should be no problem... right? Even if the other party is a liar, there will be no loss in the back of Bediville and others. It is fine to follow.
At the same time, the Cairo Grand Casino.
Paramitis took his eldest son, Safir, and stopped in front of a Losya roulette.
Responsible for the roulette is a middle-aged woman in her 30s and 40s. Although she is a half-old Xu Niang, she still has a charm. But the black-haired woman's turntable technique is so superb that no matter how the gamblers bet, she can control the turntable and let the little ball fall in the lowest odds.
Paramitis did not place a bet, just watching it quietly. It seems to be a completely random turntable game, but it becomes unbreakable because of the strength and timing of the turntable hand. The woman turned three hundred times in one hour, and even one mistake did not happen. The technology was superb.
impossible. A hope in the heart of Paramitis was shattered. If you want to make money from this Loosya roulette game, it is an idiot.
At the same time, he also used his sensitive hearing to listen to the situation on another table. It was a table of double six scorpion bureau, the same is a master of shaking, almost able to shake the big and small as desired. It can be heard from the weight of the scorpion, and they have not been specially handed. In other words, this is the strength of shaking your own hands. Although the number of points is not likely to be controlled to 100% accuracy, but the shaker can control the outcome of the game according to the bet on the table, it is indeed impeccable.
This is not possible. Looking at the form on the table to make a bet, it is still possible to make a small amount of money, but the executioner cannot make Paramitis make a lot of money from this gambling.
The only thing left is the card game. Blackjack, Baccarat, Pai Gow and Stud, these games have to look at luck, and have a lot to do with the dealer's cards. If the dealer has a thousand control cards, the gamblers will never be able to get the benefits. The problem is that with such a large casino, hundreds of gamblers are watching, can the dealers make a thousand impressions?
Paramitis gave his son a look and gestured to see the game.
"I still want to see you?" Saifei stood all day and began to complain: "Dad, do you want to open a gambling? I have been exhausted for a day, I am not bored and I am bored and dead!" "
"Patience. To make money, of course, you need to carefully observe the situation." Palamidis gently tapped his son's head.
"Dad, you are not observing the situation at all, but hesitating." Saifei said that he was dissatisfied: "It’s too boring. I see I still go back to sleep."
"Hey--" The Leopard warrior saw his son there and kept going, and then going on like this would only cause commotion and provoke the attention of the casino. In a hurry, he quickly took out a hundred-dollar chip and stuffed it into the hands of Saifei: "This is your pocket money, take this yourself and play."
He thought that the eldest son would be as good as the little tiger. Just plug a chip and let Seefel hesitate for a long time, worrying about how to spend this hundred dollars. However, Saifei showed a dissatisfaction: "Is it only a hundred? This is not enough to buy sugar. Dad, are you still a three-year-old?"
"Budget, the round table trial gives you only 5,000 yuan of money. Do you want to spend all of them?" Paramitis slammed the side to give Safir more chips - in fact, it was just stuffed There are four chips with a face value of one hundred: "Well, here is a total of five hundred dollars, what do you like to play and play!"
"It's almost awkward." Saifei immediately said: "No, I am watching, Dad, you don't want to spend money in the casino! Oh, like Mr. Biddyville, you lost up to 5,000. The money should be retreat!"
"Noisy! I need you to worry about Laozi's business?" Palamidis angered his son's forehead: "Fast!"
"Hey! Dad is really abominable!" Safir groaned at his forehead and grimaced at his father's tongue and ran away.
This child, obviously already 18-year-old, is still like a little kid. Paramitis couldn’t help but wonder.
No, is it 18 years old? Is it 17 years old, 18 years old, or 19 years old? Paramitis tried to remember the children's birth years, but found that they had no impression at all. Was Saifei and Seglad born in that year? Thinking of this, the big cat is not only worried. I did not expect that I even forgot my children’s birthday.
No matter what. Paramitis packed his mind and squeezed out of the crowd, intending to go to the next table to inspect the situation. The only thing to observe is Stud, or Blackjack. In short, it starts with card games.
His son Saifel said that there is nothing wrong with it. It is quite boring to keep the money in his hands. It may be suspicion of the casino if the time is long. Paramitis subconsciously put his hand into his pocket and walked around. It might be time to gamble.
Unexpectedly, when he reached out and imported the bag, he found that the big thing was not good. His pocket doesn't know when it has become empty, and the big chips in the bag are all stolen!