Zhang Feng walked out of the Palace of the Republic and watched Arafat's motorcade drive out of his sight, he knew that there was only so much he could do for Palestine for the time being.

If the PLO and Syria can be prepared to meet the challenge of Israel, at least the battle will not be so bad, in fact, Syria has always been at the forefront of the Palestinian-Israeli struggle, and it can be regarded as a staunch Arab defender, and Gaddafi has been on the blacklist of the United States until the end, he was killed.

Zhang Feng didn't know that due to the heavy pressure on his shoulders, he actually forgot a very classic battle in this war: the battle in the Bekaa Valley where Israel attacked the Syrian ground-to-air Sam 6 missile brigade!

Arafat's next stop is Kuwait, and I hope he can get good luck.

After separating from Saddam Hussein and others, Zhang Feng took a car back to his temporary residence in Baghdad, which was a nice villa when he had just crossed over.

He set off. At some point, Uday actually came to the street outside the Palace of the Republic, and watched from a distance as Cusai drove out of Qusai in a car, and Uday showed a cruel smile.

No matter who it is, you can't compete with yourself for power, and there is only one end! Only yo yourself is the future successor of my father! Uday said in his heart.

To the north of the Palais de la République is the Faculty of Education and Fine Arts, as well as the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, and then, crossing the Akhlar Bridge across the Mother River, you can walk up Port Said Street.

However, the driver did not cross the Akhlar bridge, but continued to travel north until the University of Baghdad.

Zhang Feng looked at the scenery outside the window and asked coldly, "What?" Is someone trying to assassinate me? ”

"Your Excellency Qusay, we have received information that someone has indeed set up an ambush on Port Said Street in a vain attempt to disadvantage you, so we have chosen another path." Hades, who was sitting in the front seat of the car, said.

"Has the mastermind behind the scenes been clarified?" Zhang Feng asked.

"I haven't found out yet, however, there are ten ** who were instructed by Uday, and recently, it was discovered that the Minister of Oil, Sharabi, and Uday are very close, and they must be planning against you." Hades said.

Since Uday dares to be unfavorable to himself, then he is not welcome! Zhang Feng knows that Uday is a person who is simply useless, relying on himself to be the boss, he can do whatever he wants, and this country must not be controlled by such a person!

Uday, if you dare to disagree with me, then let's compare and see whose life is greater!

At the same time, a car that was exactly the same as Zhang Feng's ride just now drove up Port Said Street.

The driver was a young Iraqi man on the streets of Baghdad, who had been hired from an underground casino, and he could get 100 dinars for driving this car around Baghdad, which is a very large amount of money in modern times.

Although for some reason, the other party placed a few dummies in other positions of the car, he did not suspect it.

Humming a minor tune, he stepped on the accelerator, and drove quickly on the streets of Baghdad according to the route prescribed by the other party, and soon came to Port Said Street.

Looking at the young men and women walking on the side of the road, he couldn't help but whistle.

Suddenly, a truck in front of it, without warning, drove out and landed right on the road.

Damn it! The Iraqi youth slammed on the brakes and began to honk their horns frantically.

Get out of my way, you're in my way!

"Tutu, tutu." Suddenly, a driver jumped out of the car, pulled out a submachine gun, and fired wildly at the sedan he was driving.

Without cause, without any warning, there are many holes in the bodies of young Iraqis.

Blood gushed out, and he didn't react, just left a pair of eyes open, dead and blind.

If I had known, I wouldn't have come to earn this hundred dinars!

Seeing that the task had been completed, the driver who was shooting frantically just now immediately jumped on the motorcycle that had been prepared on the side of the road, ready to flee.

Although the place is already secluded, it is still in the urban area of Baghdad, and the police here can arrive in less than two minutes, if he is caught by the police in Baghdad, the identity of the target he killed is so important, his greatest wish is probably to die a minute earlier.

"Hum, hum—" he expertly slammed the throttle a few times, and the wheels made a burning sound of wheels rubbing against the ground, and sped away.

Bypassing the truck he parked just now, it was robbed anyway, and if he lost it, he wouldn't reveal any of his whereabouts.

The motorcycle is like an arrow from the string, running down the street, and as long as he turns two intersections, he can change into another car and leave calmly.

Without any accidents, he rode his motorcycle to another car that had been placed there as agreed in advance.

At this time, at the place where the incident just happened in the back, there was already a siren sounding.

He sneered, for a person who has been through war for a long time, there is no psychological pressure at all to shoot someone he does not know.

With a final throttle and a dashing tail flick, he stopped in front of the car.

Turning his head to see, no, he obviously said that he drove it for himself, and just now in the distance, I didn't see anyone in front of the steering wheel, why did I get to the front, and there was an extra person inside?

He immediately raised the submachine gun he was straddling diagonally, but he was still a step too slow.

"Bang!" In the middle of his head, a hole suddenly appeared, blood flowed out of it, and the submachine gun in his hand fell to the ground at once, and he slowly leaned back.

The motorcycle, which was not supported, also fell down and fell on him.

The people inside the car looked at the man who fell to the ground with disdain, and several shots burst the fuel tank.

Looking at the man who had been burned, the man in the car had no expression. There is really no flaw in destroying the corpse and destroying the traces, killing both those who should be killed and those who are likely to reveal their message.

No matter how much money you give, you have to have a life to spend it!

He put down his gun, and as Uday's henchman, it was time for him to go back and get back to his life.

He screwed the key and prepared to start the car.

"Boom!" Without warning, the car suddenly exploded, igniting a larger fire than the motorcycle just now.

Between the lightning and sparks, he suddenly figured out all this, although he is the henchman of His Excellency Uday, but he still knows the style of Uday's work, either he doesn't do it, or if he wants to do it, he must do it!

Unexpectedly, I thought it was his confidant, but I still didn't let myself go... Yured witnessed all this, and by the time he saw that car burning, it was too late.

But then, he was glad he didn't move, because then someone else arrived at the scene and yelled at the car.

Those people, the people from the Internal Security Department of Watban, were not ordinary police officers.

If he wants to dispatch, I am afraid that his power will be exposed.

is so ruthless Uday, he doesn't even let go of his own people, so all the clues are broken, even if he knows that Uday did it, then what evidence is there?

There is no evidence to accuse the president's son? I just don't want to live.

Yured knew that the matter was going to stop there.

Although I tried my best, I still had a bad move!

Although Uday is a cynical young master, all the ruthless characters still inherited his father Saddam.

At this time, the happiest person is probably Uday.

Knowing that he needed to prepare a car for the killer, Uday thought of this trick, found his henchmen, and killed the killer, and at the same time, he prepared a bomb on the car, as soon as the car started again, there would be an explosion, so that all those who knew the truth of this matter went to Allah, who was responsible for the killing of Qusay?

Although Arafat will find that his entourage is one less, will Arafat be vocal in such a link? He wished that he would be as far away from this as possible, otherwise if it was found out, the PLO would be at odds with Iraq, and who would be willing to fund them?

All the operations were perfect, and when the Iraqi security services arrived, nothing but charred bodies could be found.

Shalabi also knew the truth, but he didn't dare to say half a word when he was given ten dares.

After getting the report of this incident, Zhang Feng couldn't help but think of an idiom he learned in his previous life: the praying mantis catches the cicada, the yellow finch is behind, and behind the yellow finch is the eagle, although he is the cicada, but a golden cicada has come out of the shell and escaped in advance, otherwise, it will be absolutely difficult to escape this time.

Is that all there is to it this time?

Zhang Feng's fingers were cut into the flesh, he knew that although he had confirmed that Uday was the mastermind behind the scenes, for the time being, there was really nothing he could do, even if he caught the witness, could he accuse Uday of being the mastermind in front of his father?

No, absolutely not.

Could it be that Uday was just let go?

Yured also said that his forces just wanted to be dispatched, but as a result, the people from the Ministry of Security were dispatched, and they acted quickly, not like improvisation at all, but before that, they had already been arranged, and they wanted to be the eagles in the back, but they didn't expect that the yellow finch itself was killed.

In Baghdad, Daddy's intelligence department is very powerful, and he must not underestimate Daddy's influence, no matter what, he must not let Daddy know about the situation of fratricide.

Uday, you can live a few more days for the time being, and when I become stronger, when my power expands to the north, it will be your time of death!

Uday's little tricks can't hide from Saddam's eyes at all, here, is his world, in a country where conspiracy, assassination, and rebellion reincarnation appear, if there is no pair of bright eyes, if there is no pair of iron fists, how can Saddam Hussein sit firmly in the world of Iraq?

If the conspiracy had been carried out by someone else, at this moment, I am afraid that he would have died no less than a hundred times.

Naturally, Zhang Feng did not sit in the car, nor did he escape Saddam's surveillance, otherwise, the assassin would not have had a chance at all.

If it weren't for Yurid's cleverness, his intelligence agents would probably have been exposed.

When he learned that Cusai was still alive and well, although Uday was more depressed, he did not show it publicly, and at this time, to trouble Cusai again was to simply find death.

(To be continued)