Chapter 722: Debate! (3rd Update!)
As they walked toward the terminal, they looked back at the luggage being sent forward on the conveyor belt. They didn't breathe a sigh of relief until the luggage was taken away by the staff, put on the luggage cart, and pushed to the distant plane.
Entering the terminal, the woman turned and walked into the bathroom, while the man walked to the French window next to him, and looked through the French window at the luggage cart transporting luggage in the distance.
Their luggage was sent to the plane just like that.
About 10 minutes later, the luggage shuttle was pushed back, but all the things on it had been put on the plane, empty.
Seeing this scene, the man breathed a sigh of relief, and then walked to the luggage storage, took out a suitcase here, and then found a boarding gate where he couldn't see himself and sat down.
Finally, the boarding gate was broadcast.
It was a missing person broadcast.
And the names called in the broadcast were their names.
When it was called for the third time, the man quickly ran to the boarding gate, and just as he took out his plane ticket and documents and handed them to the staff opposite, his phone rang.
After answering the phone, he could not wait to yell at the person on the other end:
"Where have you been? We are about to board the plane."
After he finished speaking, a woman's crying voice came from the phone:
"Honey, I fell in the toilet."
Hearing the woman's crying, the man did not bother to take back the documents from the staff, and hurried to the bathroom.
In the bathroom, a woman was lying on the ground in a prone position, with a purple forehead and a little blood.
There were crowds of onlookers around, no one came forward to help, and I didn't know what the other person was.
At this time, the man walked in through the crowd, saw the person on the ground, ran over in a panic, reached out to pick him up, and then ran out in a hurry.
The airport staff was also helping, and on the other side, knowing that there was a problem here, the people at the boarding gate could only leave their documents. Recalling the suitcase the man had just pulled, it was natural to think that the other party had not put the luggage on the plane, and did not call to confirm, and directly reported that except for a couple who had life problems, all the people had boarded the plane.
The captain got the confirmation and turned around to confirm with the flight attendants.
After the flight attendants checked, it was confirmed that only a couple had not boarded the plane.
So the captain applied to the tower for takeoff.
After waiting for more than 10 minutes, the captain received the take-off order, and the plane slowly slid into the runway, and then slowly moved forward under the propulsion of the engine, the nose of the plane tilted up, and slid into the sky.
Outside the airport, seeing the plane take off through the window of the ambulance, the man calmly took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.
The next second, the plane that had just taken off from Mumbai Airport exploded into a fireball directly under the bright sunshine.
The sound of the explosion was so loud that it could be heard throughout Mumbai.
The man also dropped his phone at the right time during the explosion, turned his head, and looked at the plane with lingering fear.
But in his heart, there was only the joy of completing the mission.
After a while, the lingering fear on his face disappeared and turned into a smile.
The joy of completing the mission, but he did not notice that the ambulance did not drive to the city, but to a more remote place.
When he reacted, several doctors in the ambulance were already looking at the woman on the stretcher and his butt with ill intentions.
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In front of the hotel, Rawat put his hands behind his back and told the two people behind him the history of the hotel very attentively:
"The history of this hotel is much longer than that of Saudi Arabia."
"According to the information I found, the history of this hotel can be traced back to 1854."
"That year, an Englishman named Parker built this hotel. Later, Huizhong Foreign Company purchased the property rights and renamed the hotel."
"After the name change, they demolished the hotel and rebuilt it. For decades, the hotel was up and down until 1956, when it was renamed Peace Hotel. . "
"Such old shops usually have their own chefs. Their cooking skills are very authentic and the food tastes very good. "
"If the two old gentlemen cannot win the argument with others, then eat more and go back. At least you have come out once and you should always have some thoughts. "
"After you have been scolded, you can also eat more and go back. "
Faced with Rawat's explanation and teasing, the two old men, Yasser and Aria, looked at each other and kicked him directly: "We are here for a mission, not for food and drink. And you kid, can you say something nice?"
Yasser's kick was not heavy, it was more of a beating from the elder to the younger.
Faced with this beating, Rawat seemed very casual.
Then he turned around, held Yasser's shoulder, and pointed to the gate:
"Look, those over there are from Iraq, and those over here are from Iran, and look at those over there, do you see them?"
"The professors of Istanbul University's Faculty of Theology have much more connections than you two, and they can't scold you, so they can call others to scold together."
"So, you two old men, be good this time, follow the request of His Majesty Awad, and go with the flow, and don't get yourself angry."
"By the way, Mr. Lin, who you have always wanted to meet, will also appear at the end. He is even more poisonous, so you must think clearly when you talk to him."
At this moment, the nagging Rawat was like an old woman, grabbing the two old men and chattering there. Finally, the two old men were irritated by his words and chose to go upstairs to rest.
After checking into the reserved room, Yasir took out his scriptures and a bottle of fermented rice juice from the cabinet. He sat by the window, reading a book and drinking juice in the bright sunshine.
When he was about to finish drinking a whole bottle of juice, the door was opened. Rawat walked into the room with some scriptures and a smile on his face, and then he saw the person drinking the juice.
Rolling his eyes, he couldn't help but joke: "You just drink in broad daylight, why don't you drink at night?"
"It has to be in the daytime, it has to be under the sun, it has to have scriptures in my left hand and juice in my right hand, so that I can feel atonement, do you understand?"
Yasir's words were very plain and very strong.
Rawat is holding the book, whether he is refuting or not refuting.
What is this?
Is there a stuck bug?
Drinking is a mistake and requires repentance, so I hold the scripture in my left hand, take a sip, repent, then take another sip, and then continue to repent.
Absolutely, no wonder the king specially told himself not to argue with these two old men when he chose him to be the leader of the team this time.
Now it seems that these two old men are simply full of crooked ideas, and most people can't say anything about them.
Putting the books he was holding aside, he warned again:
"This is a scripture that Mr. Lin asked someone to send over, that is, the man named Amule, who annotated it with his teacher."
"Look, I'm leaving first."
After saying that, Rawat left without looking back. He was afraid that if he stayed with Yasir in front of him for a while longer, he would not be able to help but quarrel with the old man.
After Rawat left, Yasir put down the book in his hand and took out one from the pile next to him. He found that the front of the book was marked with volume 2, so he rummaged through the pile again and finally found volume 1.
Open.
A very ordinary directory, followed by comments.
Different from common annotations, the annotations in this book are generally annotations based on a single verse, or several verses connected together.
In addition to the conventional explanations of terms, there are also some corresponding descriptions of events, and there are related examples of related events in modern times and even in the near future.
After reading the first book hastily, a smile appeared on Yasir's face. He was very interested in this guy who annotated the scriptures.
But it's a pity that the old one died.
There is only one small one left, I don’t know if it will work.
Regardless of whether the other party is good or not, you need to read all their books and have a firm understanding in your mind before you can refute them.
With this idea in mind, Yasir continued to read in the sunshine with the book in his left hand and juice in the right.
On the other side, on the top floor of the hotel, Lin Yu was sitting in front of the computer, frowning, watching the news on the computer interface without saying a word.
[Emergency incident, Mumbai International Airport suffered a terrorist bomb attack...]
[Passenger list of plane crash in Mumbai International Airport bomb incident...]
[Israel announced that it must avenge Bishop Sigmund...]
Following the news released by Israel, he quickly saw something concrete.
There were several haredi people on the plane.
After reading this message several times, Lin Yu sorted out the relevant details in his mind.
As more and more details were sorted out, Lin Yu's black eyes slowly became colder and weirder.
The Haredis are a more traditional group of Jews. They have a special status among the Jews. They do not need to perform military service or pay taxes, but they can receive subsidies.
Under this premise, the only work that Haredi people need to do is to recite scriptures.
Such a group of people belong to those who have nothing to do with the world.
Moreover, the Israeli attitude is very strange, as if they want to single out these people.
But considering the attitude towards the Haredi people in Israel, Lin Yu felt that this incident was too common.
After all, many in Israel already resist preferential treatment of haredi people.
Therefore, the people who can cause trouble at this critical moment can only be those with interests involved.
Just when he was thinking about whether to send some good things to his old friends in the Middle East, the web page happened to be refreshed, and a new piece of news popped up.
[The Pakistani Taliban expressed responsibility for the Mumbai incident and also warned India...]
Lin Yu was stunned when he saw this new news popping up.
He pressed F5 and refreshed it several times in succession. The news was always stuck on that page, and as he refreshed it, it slowly moved to the top.
After the 10th refresh, he couldn't help but raise his hand, facing the west, towards Pakistan, and gave a thumbs up to the leader of the Pakistani Taliban, Gila.
Cruel enough!
It's a werewolf!
No one else wanted to get involved in this kind of mess, and they all tried their best to avoid suspicion, but this guy actually got involved directly.
Cruel enough!
With this video of them, if they didn’t beat him, even if they beat him to death, they would be sorry for his arrogance.
While cursing, he took out his mobile phone, found Luan Yuelin's number, and dialed it:
"Lao Luan, have you seen the video sent by the Pakistani Taliban?"
"Looking!"
"Have you finished the satellite images and drone flights?"
"The flight is over! You can strike at any time."
"Then wait for two more days until the debate here begins."
"good!"
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Lin Yu was hiding on the roof of the building, plotting, stirring up trouble in the dark, while on the first floor below him, the guests who had come from afar chose to roll up their sleeves, use real swords and guns, and directly curse.
After all, a real man shouldn’t waste time!
"Oh, you Iranians have the guts to come here? You Shia guys, are you sure you have read all the scriptures? Are you sure you can recite the entire scripture?"
"I'm kidding, no matter how bad we are, we are much better than you Saudis, right? We sit in the holy places of Mecca and Medina, but don't dare to let us go on pilgrimage. I can't even imagine. How dare you have the courage? Come to this kind of exchange meeting, your courage is as big as the balls of a Sahara cat.”
"Okay, okay, you Saudi Arabia and Iran are powerful. If you are so powerful, go and kill Israel. Whoever drives Israel out of the Middle East, we will let him be the big brother of the Arab world."
"This is our duty in Egypt!"
"Egypt has no obligation to refuse. How can you have the courage to say this? I still remember the Sinai Peninsula back then. You were half a pound against half a pound. That feeling..."
"I think of Iraq and Iran, they seem to be old friends."
"I'm warning you again, we are here to debate scriptures, not to curse. If you want to curse, then I can accompany you."
"Don't speak so grandly. Go back and look through your Egyptian dictionary first to see how many curse words there are. Memorize them first and then come here."
"What's wrong with you Türkiye?"
"Why can't we have Türkiye? After all, we inherited the land from the Ottoman Empire and are descendants of the Ottoman Empire. Why can't we come?"
"We Türkiye not only want to come, we also want to restore the glory of the Ottoman Empire and make you Arabs surrender under our feet forever."
"Aren't you ashamed to say this? To restore the glory of the Ottoman Empire? I don't know who was fucked by America last year."
"What's wrong with you Jordan? You're a treacherous guy."
"Jordan is our brother in Syria. If something happens to Jordan, it means something happens to us in Syria."
"You are so powerful, why don't you take Jerusalem back?"
"Don't you want to restore the glory of Ottoman Turkey? Don't you want to gain the right to speak in Islam? Go and take down Jerusalem. Jerusalem will be yours."
"Jerusalem is our Palestinian territory. You just open your mouth and send it away. Aren't you afraid of death?"