Hamid didn’t have the time to take care of Zayne.

He smiled and said to Oliver West, “Good people, I have made good black tea.

Let’s come in and have a few cups!” People in the Middle East love to drink black tea.

Generally, they boil a very large amount of tea into a very rich tea soup.

And then paired with a lot of sugar and refreshments with a high sugar content.

This is quite different from the Chinese method of preparing tea.

Seeing that Hamid was so hospitable, the newcomers couldn’t refuse.

So, Oliver West said, “Commander Hamid, please arrange for your subordinates to first take Mr.

Banks to his place of residence.”

“Okay, no problem!” Hamid patted his chest and said, “Since my Brother Charlie ordered it, I let the people prepare the yard.

The yard is next to my guard camp.

the rest are

guards

He then smiled and said, “And I have already had

he

since he had boarded the plane, he had never once

is

shit, even if they are

surrounding area is full of soldiers with live

a few bullets are coming, there is no

only

future, Zayne could only hope that his daughter,

his mind and

chances of Zara inheriting the Banks family

my old man, who will never delegate power

willing to allow Zara, a girl and a child at that, inherit the Banks family?” As he thought about it,

way of knowing how long his “Journey to Syria” would last either by year or

that moment, Zayne was

guards took him to a small farmyard a few hundred meters away

entirely made of loess, with earthen walls and earthen houses, except

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