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Chapter 1141

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Zhang Zian briefly explained the Egyptian customs he had learned to the members of the expedition team, pointing out two points in particular. One was that He He's clothes were too revealing, giving the local men the impression that she was very casual. Two, she should not have used her left hand to push people. This was the direct reason and the fuse.

One really couldn't blame the Egyptian men for being too direct and proposing immediately. It was because there were too many monks and not enough porridge. Everyone was planning to marry and emigrate. Where would they have the time to talk about relationships? It was rare to meet an open-minded female tourist. If they were too slow, someone else might beat them to it and give them a cool song.

He He had been crying because she felt wronged. After hearing this, she was shocked, embarrassed, and annoyed. Her face turned red, and she said angrily, "I just want to cool off. I'm not a casual woman!"

Gao Ke and the others were also very embarrassed. If they had known it would turn out like this, they would have persuaded He He to go back and change her clothes. But it had already happened, and it was too late to regret.

As for the problem of left and right hands, Wei Kang did seem to have mentioned this to them before going abroad, but habits really couldn't be changed easily. It was common to forget in a moment of anxiety.

He He was regretful and wronged. Her newly bought phone had been snatched in the chaos, and her sleeveless shirt was covered in dirty handprints. She really hadn't expected to encounter such a disgusting thing on her first day in Egypt. No wonder Chinese liked to travel to and settle in Europe and the United States. This kind of third-world country was really barren.

In terms of the magnificence of the scenery, Egypt did not lose to any country. In terms of the abundance of cultural relics, there were only a few in the world. But in terms of the quality of the citizens, it was really not flattering.

With Famous glaring at the locals, Gao Ke and the others comforted He He, then asked Zhang Zian, "Brother Zian, when will the people from the embassy arrive?"

Zhang Zian's face was expressionless. His lips moved slightly, and he lowered his voice to a very low voice. "The situation is urgent. I don't have time to call, and I don't know what the embassy's phone number is."

Gao Ke's heart, which had already returned to his stomach, was in his throat again. He asked nervously, "Then … then what do we do? Call now? "

Du Xuetao's glasses were crushed. Fortunately, as a person with high myopia, he knew that he couldn't live without glasses, so he brought a spare pair of glasses with him. He had just taken out the spare glasses from his backpack and put them on. When he heard that things were not over yet, he hesitated whether he should take them off again. If they were crushed again, he would really be blind.

Zhang Zian could not make up his mind at the moment. The Egyptians around them thought that their compatriots had been insulted, or they were using it as a pretext to make a fuss. It was clear that they did not want them to leave easily. If they saw them making a phone call at this time, it was hard to guarantee that they would not add fuel to the fire and intensify the conflict.

He wasn't afraid of fighting, and it didn't matter if it was a mess. The more chaotic it was, the more Old Time Tea could take advantage of the chaos to attack. However, he was afraid that things would get out of hand and cause trouble for his motherland. He was also worried that He He would be affected by the chaos.

Crackle! Crackle!

Just as he was in a dilemma, there was a sudden commotion beside him, attracting the attention of the locals.

When Zhang Zian and the others heard it, they were all stunned. The sound was very familiar. Wasn't it the lively and festive sound of firecrackers?

It was definitely the sound of firecrackers.

Not only was there the sound of firecrackers, but there was also smoke rising in spirals.

What was going on? Was it just in time for someone to get married?

It seemed that firecrackers had been thrown onto the robes and clothes of the onlookers. The extremely dry weather caused the sparks to burn holes in the clothes, and it might even ignite the clothes. The onlookers cursed and beat the sparks off their bodies while looking around for the bastard who had thrown the firecrackers.

Gao Ke and the others were at a loss. Before they could recover, Zhang Zian's left wrist was tightly clasped by someone.

Were they finally going to fight?

It would be best if they could avoid fighting, but if they were being bullied, they couldn't just swallow it.

The conditioned reflex formed from practicing with Old Time Tea made him instinctively want to break free and fight back. His right fist was already raised to his chest. He looked carefully and saw that it was a young local girl, about 20 years old, with big eyes and distinct features. He quickly stopped the punch.

What was going on?

Zhang Zian was shocked. Even if it had been Wang Qian or Li Kun who had pulled him, he wouldn't have been so shocked. Arabian women were very conservative, and it was impossible for them to have physical contact with a stranger on the street.

Although he had always thought of himself as handsome, he still had some self-awareness. He thought that he wasn't handsome enough for a girl to break the deep-rooted national tradition.

"Shh!"

The girl raised her index finger to her lips and made a common human gesture to keep quiet.

She was relatively petite, and she deliberately bent her waist and knees. She was wrapped from head to toe in a dark robe, so the other people who were attracted by the firecrackers did not notice when she had squeezed in.

He He, who was next to Zhang Zian, also noticed the girl and was a little puzzled that Zhang Zian actually knew a local girl.

The girl let go of her hand and magically took out a brown handkerchief about the size of a bathrobe from under her robe. Without hesitation, she draped it over He He, covering her from head to knees. Then she made a "follow me quietly" gesture.

Whether it was a white woman, a yellow woman, or a black woman, after being wrapped in this kind of handkerchief that erased their individuality, they were not much different from the local women. It was very difficult to recognize them in the chaos.

At this time and place, Zhang Zian and the others had no time to think about the girl's intentions and why she had saved them. They had to get out of this troublesome place as soon as possible.

Zhang Zian gave the others a look, and they all understood. They closed their mouths tightly, bent their waists, and followed behind the girl, taking advantage of the chaos to squeeze out of the crowd.

Famous had already stopped barking, and it quietly followed at the back.

Seeing that the crisis had been resolved, Old Time Tea breathed a sigh of relief and ran back to inform the other elfins.

The Khan el-Khalili market covered a large area, and the streets and alleys were crisscrossed. It was easy to get lost. When Jack led them shopping, they always walked on the streets that were relatively wide. As for the alleys that could only accommodate two or three people walking side by side, even he was not very familiar with them, so he did not dare to lead them inside.

The girl seemed to be very familiar with the cobweb-like alleys. She led them around like mice, and after a few turns, she led them into a shop.

He He and the others were still in shock. Before they had time to look around the shop, they were surprised to see that Fina had already arrived. It was sitting proudly on a chair, and next to it was a local elderly man in a short-sleeved shirt.

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