Zhang Menglong’s destroyer had become the center of attention at the event, and everyone was curious about the young people aboard. Who were they to make such a high-profile appearance?
Compared to the yacht "Streets of Monaco," the cost of the destroyer wasn’t much higher, but a yacht could be bought by anyone with money. A destroyer, on the other hand, even if you had the funds, would a country allow you to build one? The implication behind owning a destroyer clearly wasn’t on the same level.
"It looks like there are a few Eastern people on that ship!" As the destroyer drew closer, someone finally made out the faces of Zhang Menglong and his companions.
"Eastern people? Are they from Huaxia?" In their minds, of all the Eastern countries, probably only Huaxia possessed such mysterious power. But they were in Europe, and this was clearly a European destroyer. How had they managed to get their hands on it?
"They’re coming over!"
Because of the destroyer’s massive tonnage and deep draft, the surrounding waters of the island were all in the foresea area, where such a massive ship could not approach. Thus, the "Streets of Monaco" yacht and the destroyer both stopped hundreds of meters away from the island.
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Two helicopters accompanied by a loud roar headed toward the main island of the Bannal Islands. One of them belonged to the owner of the "Streets of Monaco," a private helicopter worth over 30 million US dollars.
The other was still an active service armed helicopter! The missiles hanging on both sides and the machine gun gave an unsettling, chilling feeling to the onlookers.
As is well known, except in some special areas, such private armaments are impossible for anyone to own. Even some decommissioned destroyers and armed helicopters would only be sold after all their weapons systems had been removed. Clearly, this was not the case!
There was only one possibility — the country that owned the destroyer had lent it to the young people they had just seen. But could such national strategic-level weapons really be lent out? And not for combat, but clearly just for a show-off, which was beyond ordinary imagination!
The two helicopters landed on the helipad almost simultaneously. A 22-year-old youth from Dubai descended from the golden helicopter, his attire and accessories exuding an air of wealth, and even his bodyguards and maids were quite remarkable.
As for the other helicopter, it carried the two men and two women, the four Eastern people they had seen before.
"Friend, your destroyer and armed helicopter are really cool!" The Dubai youth approached Zhang Menglong to greet him, immediately recognizing from the stance and attire of the four that Zhang Menglong was the dominant one.
"Hahaha, just average, just average. Your ship and helicopter are not bad either," Zhang Menglong replied politely.
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"Holy shit, you even understand Dubai’s language?" Wang Ling looked at Zhang Menglong in surprise.
"Keep it down, keep it down, I’m proficient in all the world’s languages. This is just basic stuff, don’t be too surprised!" Zhang Menglong bragged.
He glanced enviously at the yacht. To be honest, Zhang Menglong was quite interested in the "Streets of Monaco." If he could bring it back to Huaxia, it would be both stylish and ostentatious.
Although he was very wealthy, having another one custom-built by that company was not a big problem, but it was said that building one would take three years, and Zhang Menglong couldn’t wait that long.
"Hey, brother, let’s get acquainted. My name is Azik Samar, the youngest son of the King of Dubai," Azik introduced himself. "Are you the son of the Emperor of Huaxia?"
Although he didn’t understand the Huaxia language, from the pronunciation and tone, Azik could roughly tell that the language Wang Ling and Zhang Menglong were speaking was Huaxian. In Azik’s mind, anyone capable of this must be from a royal family of a country.
"Hahaha," Zhang Menglong couldn’t help laughing, "Our country abolished the monarchy over a hundred years ago, I’m just an ordinary citizen of Huaxia!"
"Ordinary citizen?" Azik’s eyes widened, "Then where did you get this warship from?"
"Oh, I borrowed it from the Queen of England," Zhang Menglong didn’t lie; the destroyer was indeed arranged by Hagen through the Queen of England.
"How is that even possible? How could they lend such a thing to you?" Azik exclaimed, not knowing that even if Zhang Menglong had sailed the destroyer back to Huaxia, the Queen of England wouldn’t have dared to utter a single word about it.
"What’s so difficult about that? All we have to do is fill it up with fuel and send it back," Zhang Menglong said nonchalantly.
Black lines formed on Azik’s forehead, Fill it up with fuel... This is a destroyer, a battleship, not a car! Is this a joke?
But he also knew that Zhang Menglong probably didn’t want to reveal the real reason, so he naturally wouldn’t bother asking more about it.
In his mind, the mysteriousness of Huaxia suddenly climbed several levels; naturally, he didn’t believe that Zhang Menglong was just an ordinary citizen of Huaxia. He probably had a deep understanding of Huaxia’s hidden dragons and crouching tigers by now.
"By the way, brother," Zhang Menglong leaned in, "Oh, by the way, my name is Zhang Menglong."
"Zhang, it’s an honor to meet you. You’re welcome to visit our beautiful Dubai anytime!" Azik shook hands with Zhang Menglong, "I will make sure to prepare the best guest room and the most delicious food for you!"
Getting to know someone like Zhang Menglong indeed made Azik very happy.
"Definitely!" Zhang Menglong laughed, "By the way, Azik, this yacht of yours is quite impressive!"
"Hahaha, this little thing cost quite a sum!" Azik excitedly began, "It was an adult gift from my father many years ago, built at the cost of 1.1 billion US dollars, and with the interior settings, the total value surpasses 2 billion, it’s truly one-of-a-kind in this world!"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk," Zhang Menglong marveled, "How about we discuss something?"
"Zhang, just say it!"
"Is this yacht for sale?"
Azik was dumbfounded all of a sudden; until now, no one had ever had the audacity to outright ask to buy his yacht, "Zhang, what did you say?"
"I want to buy your yacht, and I definitely won’t let you suffer in the price. It cost 2 billion US dollars, how about 3 billion US dollars?"
"It’s not that... you..." Azik suddenly lost his ability to speak.
He was a Dubai native! The kind of place where oil flows from taps! The most cherished son of a king from a wealthy nation, he had always been the one showing off his wealth; when had it ever been his turn to have someone flaunt their wealth in front of him?
Zhang Menglong openly added a billion dollars, it was literally a challenge to their Dubai wealth!
"If that’s not enough, 4 billion is also acceptable, or even 5 billion!" Zhang Menglong, as if scared Azik would refuse, kept increasing the price, "If not, name your price, I absolutely won’t bargain!"
"This conversation isn’t going anywhere!" Azik suddenly didn’t know who he was anymore, where he was, or what he was doing?
Having just chatted with a person for a moment, he was already stunned by the money thrown at him. He really wanted to ask Zhang Menglong, who really is the wealthiest here?