Chapter 670 Chaos! (First Update!)

The voice of the Sharif was very cold, and his wrinkled face was like a piece of ice that had not melted for thousands of years.

His light blue eyes swept across Awad like a laser.

Facing his aggressiveness, Awad slowly stood up from the ground, and then scratched his butt with difficulty.

He had been sitting on the ground just now, and he was also very sad after his brother took his last breath, so his butt was a little numb and he had no feeling.

Compared to being angry with the guy in front of him, his butt was more important.

He still needed to keep his body and solve the things that his brother had not finished.

Finally, under his constant scratching, his numb and stiff butt finally felt, and it was no longer cold.

When the pain returned to his butt again, Awad breathed a sigh of relief. It was great that he was alive again.

Feeling the pain in his butt, he locked his eyes on the old man in front of him, without any expression on his face.

After staring at the other person for a while, he moved his eyes away and moved to other people.

Saudi Arabia is not monogamous. A man can have many wives. As long as he can afford to support them, no one will care.

This situation is even more serious in the royal family.

So far, Awad still hasn't counted how many brothers his cheap father has given birth to him.

Of course, there are also his cheap uncles and uncles. They have more children, both men and women. Some are abroad, and some are in China. They haven't seen each other for more than ten or twenty years.

Many of these relatives need to come forward, report their names, and then report their parents' names, so that everyone can remember each other.

And some of these people in front of them are their uncles, some are their brothers and sisters, and some are their elder brother's children.

Although there are many of these people, they are all crown princes without exception. Theoretically, all of them present can become the king of Saudi Arabia.

Enjoy the wealth above ten thousand people.

When the eyes swept over these people, some people shrank and lowered their heads, some were at a loss, and more people raised their heads and looked at Awad calmly.

What they wanted to express was very clear.

I can also sit on the throne.

Retracting his gaze, Awad turned his head to look at the Sharif next to him and said calmly:

"King Said just passed away, and he hasn't even put his coffin in yet, and you are making trouble here. Is there something wrong with your brain?"

Without waiting for this person to answer, he immediately turned his head to look at the large group of people sitting next to him and spoke again:

"I don't know who among you promised this old man conditions and let him make trouble here."

"But I can tell you clearly that the king has passed away, and helping him arrange his funeral affairs is the most important thing."

"If you are stubborn and have to make trouble at this time, then I can obey you."

"But you have to understand that the war was started by you, but whether it ends or not should be determined by me."

"So, do you have any objections?"

No one answered.

The palace, which originally had a little sound, was completely quiet at this moment, and even the sound of clothes rubbing could be heard clearly.

Seeing this scene, Awad nodded with great satisfaction. It was nothing. Judging from the current performance, these crown prince brothers still had a little bit of brain water. They knew that they could not make trouble at this time. They could only throw out a Sharif and let him test.

If he showed very weak now, then these people could take advantage of the situation, stand up and talk a lot, abandon him, support a new king, and then let the other party agree to their division conditions.

Once this situation occurs, it means that the decades of hard work of several Saudi kings will disappear at this moment.

Saudi Arabia will return to the initial state of the founding of the country, the era of tribal alliance.

In the era of tribal alliance, unless he was the most prestigious tribal chief, his orders could not leave the tribe.

Now that he showed strength, these people could only suppress their claws, put away those messy and boring ideas, and look for other opportunities.

Taking his eyes away from these people, Awad turned back and looked at his brother's cold body with gentle eyes.

He exhaled lightly, closed his eyes, and then shouted:

"Luo Ping!"

His shout was full of energy and unusually loud.

The voice echoed in the palace and could not dissipate for a long time.

When the voice was about to dissipate, more than a dozen figures appeared at the gate of the palace.

The next second, the sound of neat footsteps sounded in the palace.

The dozen figures walked out against the light. In the middle of them was a pearly coffin. The sunlight sprinkled on the coffin, making it dazzling.

These warriors had firm faces and wore uniforms from the Saudi Royal Guard. Each of them was more than 1.8 meters tall. Every movement of theirs was uniform and unusually handsome.

With their neat steps, at this moment, they were like warriors sent by Allah to the world to lead believers.

Bang!

The sound of leather shoes stepping on the floor sounded, and these warriors like gods stood in front of Sayyid's body, then slowly put down the coffin and opened it.

Then four people came forward, lifted Sayyid's body, and carefully placed it in the coffin. They then covered the body in the coffin with a blanket, making Sayyid look like he was asleep.

After the coffin lid was closed, the dozen or so "god warriors" closed the coffin lid, slowly lifted the coffin, circled around the palace, and walked out of the palace again in neat steps.

Awad followed closely behind the coffin, holding the coffin with his right hand, and walked towards the mourning hall that had been arranged in advance.

When the coffin and Awad disappeared, the remaining people in the palace immediately became active:

"I don't think I heard the old king appoint Awad as the next king just now!"

"Me too!"

"Me too!"

"That means we all still have a chance, right?"

"Yes, yes, we all still have a chance!"

"Oh, by the way, the king said so much just now, but why didn't he just declare Awad as the next king?"

"When he answered the phone just now, he told the person on the other end of the phone that he wanted the person on the other end to support Awad. Who is that person?"

"I don't know, but we don't need to know. Since the king didn't directly state that Awad is the heir, it means that the king tacitly allows us to compete for the throne. In this case, let's rely on our own abilities."

This sentence, like a switch, turned on the fighting spirit of the crown princes present.

People with ideas have gathered in twos and threes and started to exchange interests with each other.

After all, except for Awad, who has been fully trained in recent years, others have limited access to limited things, either lacking money, power, or weapons.

Now everyone gets together, exchanges what they have, and then fights for the throne, which is just right.

And those who have no money, power, or weapons can only stand by and watch these guys exchange interests, and finally choose a group to join and cheer behind.

Anyway, no matter who wins, these people can live in luxury in the end.

No matter what, they can't lack the living expenses of these princes.

There are quarrels in the palace and outside the palace.

Saudi Ministry of Defense.

Upon learning the news of the old king's death, the Ministry of Defense immediately blocked it from top to bottom, and at the same time, an order was issued: All messages in and out must be approved by Defense Minister Awad.

All messages must be submitted to Defense Minister Mr. Awad for review.

No army can leave the station without Mr. Awad's consent.

The news of the closure of the Ministry of Defense spread, and everyone knew that the big one was coming.

At the same time, in the city of Riyadh.

In a small building that looked ordinary, several Iranian-looking people were standing by the window, looking at the street in the distance with binoculars.

At the other end of the street was the Saudi royal palace, Al Yamamah Palace.

This was the residence of the Saudi king and his office.

After watching for a while, one of the older people said, "Pack up your things and evacuate immediately!"

His sudden words stunned the others.

Several people looked at the leader as if they had heard some incredible news.

They were mercenaries.

The mercenaries from Iran were not well-known internationally, and they had been relying on the edge of a knife to lick blood and barely made a little reputation.

This time, someone offered two million US dollars to let them lie dormant in Riyadh, and then after receiving the information, they would attack the Saudi Al Yamamah Palace.

So, they rented the house they were in now, and relied on the house to observe the palace in the distance.

Not long ago, a coffin was sent to the palace.

Everyone was alive, so they naturally knew the function of the coffin.

A living person cannot use a coffin, and the coffin is covered with jewels, which is obviously a coffin for dignitaries.

In the palace, the only person who needs a coffin at this time is Sayid.

Think about their mission.

In other words, it is possible that Party A will send a signal in the near future to let them attack Al Yamamah Palace.

That is two million US dollars. There are five people here. Two million, each person can get 400,000 US dollars.

This is a number they dared not think of before.

With this money, they can go home and buy land, buy all kinds of things, and let their families live a better life.

But now, the leader actually told them to evacuate immediately!

What kind of international joke?

These people can't hide their hearts, and their expressions are all shown on their faces.

Looking at their faces, the leader knows what they are thinking.

So, he pointed to the palace not far away, the cars outside the palace, and the people getting off the cars, and asked:

"Do you have the confidence to defeat them?"

The four people looked in the direction of the leader's finger, and saw a large number of soldiers wearing desert camouflage uniforms, getting off the cars.

After getting off the car, these people began to set up signal jammers, roadblocks, heavy machine gun fire points, and even brought mortars.

In addition, there were more soldiers in groups of three, holding information, and began to check the population around Al Yamamah Palace bit by bit.

These people talked happily with the local homeowners and were very polite.

After talking with the homeowners, these soldiers in groups of three would write and draw on the folders in their hands.

Then go to the next area.

Seeing this, the four people who were still angry just now immediately lost their temper.

When the soldiers in the distance got off the car, through the badges on their shoulders, several people present also recognized their origins.

Rheinland defense combat team members.

They fought each other once in Africa and their heads were smashed.

Marksmanship and marksmanship can't be done.

Even if you run away, you can't run away. If you fight with firepower, the other people's firepower will be stronger.

The mission in Africa at that time was to rob a mine that produced some scrap metal.

The local armed forces said that there were only five security guards there and there was nothing to worry about.

They joined the local armed forces, and a group of Wuyangyang went there and ate bombs, drones, and even individual missiles. In the end, only a dozen or so partially disabled people escaped.

From then on, they had a rule to stay away from these people when they saw them.

Judging from the current situation, it is obvious that the security and defense work here has been taken over by Rhine Defense.

Even the original guards were all removed.

It is conceivable that the Saudi king does not trust those around him.

After understanding this, several mercenaries began to pack their luggage. A few minutes later, they left the rented house before the Rhine Defense people entered the investigation.

To the west of the house, about 800 meters away, two Americans hid behind the curtains, using binoculars to carefully peek at the soldiers in the distance.

After watching for a while, the person on the left turned back and asked in a low voice:

"Tom, do you think if our people faced them, how likely would we be to win?"

Regarding his companion's question, Tom next to him put down his telescope and asked helplessly:

"Are you stupid?"

"People say they are a defense company and are only responsible for security. Do you really treat them as security guards?"

"The group of people who just appeared, with their weapons, can enter and leave Serbia seven times."

"To be honest, I don't understand why several of our European intelligence officers were thrown to the Middle East."

"Those people are insane, right?"

"It's not crazy!" Jerry shook his head slightly, but his eyes never left the telescope.

After a long time, he put down the telescope and said calmly: "If the notice goes down, all plans will be canceled and all CIA agents will be evacuated."

After giving the retreat order, a treacherous smile appeared on his lips and he added:

"Of course not informing those partners of ours, especially England."

Tom took out his special mobile phone and was about to send a message when he heard Jerry's words.

After struggling for a while, he asked softly: "Isn't this not good?"

"No!" Jerry shook his head repeatedly, with the evil smile still on his lips.

After a long time, he finished the rest of his words: "We are just helping them fight for power. However, if the support fails due to some force majeure factors, that is none of our business."

"You can participate if you want."

"But I need to remind you that if you go, you will repeat the scene of your father and father-in-law being beaten decades ago."

"At the same time, I also think of those trees that told jokes on the battlefield in Vietnam!"