Walking up the Persian red-carpeted guest road, three visitors entered the sprawling inner hall of the Burj Khalifa.

As far as the eye can see, it is a piece of gold, as if it was made of gold.

The royal palace of any country in the world cannot compare to the luxury and extravagance of the interior of the Burj Khalifa!

This hotel costs 1.5 billion US dollars, and the decoration and taste value are even more than billions.

"Wait here for a while and we went to check in. Ye Fan informed Po Jun, put down his luggage, and walked to the front desk in the lobby with Monica.

It seems that there has been a recent art exhibition here, and dozens of rare treasures from various countries are displayed in the hall, each covered with a transparent glass cover for visitors to enjoy in all directions.

A dagger encrusted with gems caught the attention of the broken army.

This dagger has a strange shape, with a silver-white blade like a snake, and two angel wings on the hilt, which are both evil and hideous, giving people an alternative and strange feeling, as if justice and evil converge, and angels and demons coexist.

There was no scabbard, only a separate dagger. With this shape of the blade, it is impossible to create a matching scabbard.

At a glance, Pojun was deeply attracted by it.

Perhaps because of the professional factors hidden in her bones, those antiques and jewelry didn't make her take a second look, just staring at this strange dagger.

"Do you like it?" a voice came from behind him, speaking in English.

Po Jun slowly turned his head to look, and there was a young Arab standing in front of him, with a golden robe, a white turban, and a handsome face, with a bit of affinity, and he looked very clean.

When accosted by a stranger, although he could understand English, Po Jun still chose to ignore it, turned back and silently looked at the dagger in the glass case, ignoring him at all.

The young man looked at the figure of the broken army with a deep gaze, waved his hand to several Arabs not far behind him, and gestured at the dagger.

The group of white-robed Arab men immediately rushed to a counter in the hall and showed a waitress something...... It seems to be a gold card.

"If you like it, I'll give it to you. The golden-robed young man stepped forward, opened the glass cover, and took the nameplate next to the dagger, which was a list price, five million six thousand dollars!

Without waiting for the army to respond, the young man smiled slightly, and left the scene lightly.

When Po Jun was in a daze, a European beauty in a work dress walked over, smiled, put on a pair of white gloves, took out the valuable dagger, and presented it to Po Jun.

She said to Po Jun with envy: "Congratulations, miss, this is a gift from His Highness Haman. ”

Looking at this dagger, Po Jun frowned, wondering why the man would buy this thing and give it to her.

I don't know each other in my life, I have nothing to do, and I am either a traitor or a thief.

"What's wrong? what's going on?" Ye Fan and Monica walked together, their eyes both falling on the dagger.

Pojun shook his head, not planning to accept gifts from others.

The blonde smiled and explained, "Prince Haman has bought this collection and given it to this young lady, please accept his kindness." ”

"Prince, where is it?" Ye Fan looked around, but the gold lord had already left.

"This is ......" Monica's eyes were fixed on the serpentine blade, as if she saw her long-lost lover, her eyes gradually became eager, became feverish, and her breathing became rapid.

Sensing her strangeness, Ye Fan smiled and took the windfall: "Since it is the prince's donation, how can there be any reason not to accept it, I heard that Dubai is full of local tyrants, and the rumors are true." ”

"Yes, please keep an eye out for our luxury shows. The blonde smiled reservedly, handed over her business card, and walked away gracefully.

"Christie's Auction House......" Ye Fan stared at the text on the business card, slightly stunned.

"Well, they're Christie's. Monica couldn't hide her surprise and stared at the dagger in Ye Fan's hand, "Show me." ”

Christie's and Sotheby's, together with the world's two oldest auction houses, originated in London and flourished in Europe in the 18th century. Christie's, on the other hand, entered Asia earlier than Sotheby's and has a much greater influence in the Middle East than its competitors.

"See what?"

"Watchmen! Indeed the Watchmen, the Watcher's Blade, the Sacred Artifact of the Günt family, their veins have vanished into the light of day. Monica's tone was agitated, rubbing the Bloodline Artifact over and over again, like the bone harp hanging from the Sphinx Castle, the dagger was also a symbol of the clan, and it had some dark power.

Ye Fan nodded and smiled: "Is this a windfall, or is it an extraneous branch?" Or is it a weasel greeting the chicken?"

Monica gave him a blank look and said angrily: "A few million dollars is nothing to the crown prince of Dubai? As long as he is happy, the Burj Khalifa can also give it away." ”

"Oh, according to what you say, who is richer than me?" Ye Fan asked half-truthfully.

Monica thought about it seriously, shook her long orange hair, and spit out four words: "It's hard to estimate." ”

It is true that today's Ye Fan has a huge hidden strength behind him, from China to Hong Kong, Macao, Taiwan, Japan, and Russia...... Even in several countries in Southeast Asia, the industrial tentacles have spread all over the black and white, and the wealth is immeasurable, but compared with the son of the Arab sheikh and the prince of Dubai, it is really difficult to calculate the background of the two sides.

The UAE started with oil resources, and after decades of rapid development, it is the world's richest country, and its superficial scenery and internal potential are immeasurable.

Similarly, it is difficult for Ye Fan's net worth to count an exact number, and the only thing in common is that their money is so much that they can't spend it all.

"Strong competitors! It's worth being vigilant!" Ye Fan snapped his fingers with a smile: "Next time I meet him, I'll be more local than anyone else!"

"The strong dragon can't suppress the head snake, I won't stop you if you want to fight the rich of the Middle East, but do you have a plan to deal with your enemies?" Monica returned the Warden dagger to the broken army and pulled up her luggage.

Ye Fan's face was full of indifference, and he waved his big hand: "If you come, you will be safe, what is the hurry." The rooms have already been booked for us, so enjoy the British butler service in the presidential suite!"

When he just checked in at the front desk, he was told that someone had booked the presidential suite for him in advance, and there was no need to think that it must have been done by Raphael.

This group of people is deliberately trying to lure him to Dubai, and it is believed that the mystery will be revealed in the near future.

From the wounded army to Thailand, Myanmar, and finally arrived in Dubai, Ye Fan became more and more sure of the fact that the legendary Hands of God were waiting for him to throw himself into the net step by step.

They have been planning for a long time, they are insidious, they are clever, they have no fear!

In the presidential suite on the 28th floor of the Burj Khalifa, three special guests were accommodated.

In Yangon, which is separated by the Indian Ocean and the Arabian Sea, President Yang and his entourage officially checked into the Vienna Hotel under the official reception of Myanmar.

"Report!" Wei Ping had just received a piece of news and hurriedly reported it to the chief.

"Xiao Wei, what's the matter?" Yang Chongyan had just sent off Burmese President Wu Chenghui, and sat on the sofa and took a sip of tea.

Looking at the chief's smiling gaze, Wei Ping's face was embarrassed, but he still answered truthfully: "Report to the chairman, I have received the situation that they have taken a flight from the United Arab Emirates and flew to Dubai." ”

"Oh, that seems unlucky!" the old man smiled, put down his teacup, and asked slowly, "Why did you go to Dubai?"

"They are tracking down an international organization, the Hand of God. ”

"Hand of God?" Chairman Yang had naturally heard of this famous organization, and pondered for a long time and was silent.

Wei Ping's heart is also very unpleasant, the old man came to Myanmar thousands of miles away, saying that he was on a foreign visit, in fact, he came to see his grandson, but now no one has seen him, but he heard that he is in Dubai, and the hands of God are entangled, and his heart must be anxious, lost and worried.

Wei Ping didn't know what the chief was really worried about.

"Chief, why don't you contact them and tell them to return to China as soon as possible?" Wei Ping cautiously put forward his own suggestion.

Chairman Yang was stunned, waved his hand and smiled: "No need, young people have their own plans for young people, so let's go a little further since we have come to Southeast Asia, and after tomorrow's talks, we will leave for Dubai, they don't want to hold a world climate and environmental development conference?