After all, it is a small city with a population of just over 4.7 million, and the Emerald Circle is not large. Everyone who should receive the news will know it soon.
Not long after leaving the jade shop and passing the 520 Bridge, Zhang Jing received a call from his first potential customer and agreed to meet at a boutique hotel cafe at ten o'clock tomorrow morning.
I have rest for the rest of the day. I won’t be able to run the race at 9 o’clock tomorrow morning, so I’ll make it about 10 o’clock.
Zhang Jing continued to drive while enjoying the scenery outside.
Passing the 520 Cross-Lake Bridge, the total length is about 2 kilometers. Every time I pass by, I feel bored because the lake is sparkling and there are various scenery on both sides. Driving slowly can relieve stress.
Zhang Jing inadvertently glanced at the rearview mirror and reacted for two seconds. If he remembers correctly, the white Cadillac sedan ten meters behind him had been following him since he came out of Pike Place Market.
Putting the jade stone placed on the passenger seat into the mithril space, Zhang Jing put some gas under his feet and started to accelerate.
I thought I was getting rid of the white car, but I didn't expect that I was followed by a black Chevrolet SUV as soon as I got off the bridge and passed the outskirts of Clyde Mountain.
At first, Zhang Jing thought it was the jade shop owner who wanted to steal money.
Looking at it now, it is obviously not the case. The time is too short and there is no time to arrange these tracking.
Just when Zhang Jing was thinking about how to deal with it, he passed a traffic light and was forced to stop because there was a car in front of him blocking the road.
At the same time, the Chevrolet SUV three cars behind also stopped. An Asian man got out of the co-pilot, with a calm expression and cold eyes, and came straight towards Zhang Jing.
Zhang Jing would definitely not sit still and wait for death in this situation. He turned the steering wheel to the left, wiped the taillight of the front car, squeezed into the middle of the two lanes, and drove forward forcefully.
There were only two cars in front of him. Amidst the shouts and curses from other drivers, Zhang Jing swerved left and right and successfully squeezed out. He turned left at the intersection and drove onto 84th Avenue.
Just when Zhang Jing thought he was out of danger, he drove less than a hundred meters forward when a box truck that was originally parked on the side of the road cut straight into the middle of the road ahead, blocking the way.
Then two young and middle-aged people got out of the cab of the box truck. They stared at Zhang Jing's pickup truck and walked straight over.
It was obvious that someone was going to kill him. After experiencing the catastrophe of life and death, Zhang Jing decisively decided to resist.
The AA-12 imitation assault shotgun cannot be used. It is too destructive. When fired continuously, not only will no one in front of it survive, but there will also be no one nearby.
There are too many vehicles and drivers around, making it easy to accidentally kill someone.
You can't use the M500 either. It has a half-meter revolver and is so powerful that it ignores bulletproof vests and cars. It is a melee weapon.
The shortcomings are obvious, its recoil is unbearable even for strong men.
In order to adapt to this revolver, Zhang Jing specially trained his strength and practiced regularly, but he could only make do with it.
In this situation, in order to effectively counterattack, Aka 47 is definitely the best to use.
Because of the large space of mithril, Zhang Jing carries not only AA-12 and M500, but also two options for Aka 47. To explain briefly, one is legal and the other is illegal.
In order to reduce unnecessary legal trouble, Zhang Jing decided to use the castrated version of the legal Akka 47 first.
Make a decision in one second, jump out of the car in one second, and fire directly, no need to be kind, no need to worry, and as for other drivers, women, and children, screw them to death!
Of course, Zhang Jing would not intentionally shoot at passers-by.
The two killers did not expect Zhang Jing to be so fierce, so they quickly dodged and fired back with pistols.
The attack turned into a gun battle, and the road suddenly became chaotic.
Seeing that Zhang Jing could not be killed in a short time, the two killers emptied their magazines and blended into the crowd to escape.
"Bah," Zhang Jing spat on the road, "Thing like a dog!"
Returning to the pickup truck, Zhang Jing put the jadeite back into the passenger seat, put down the rifle, then took off his clothes, called his lawyer, and waited for the police.
Taking off clothes is not a perversion, these are experiences, valuable experiences summarized by countless predecessors with blood and tears.
The thief was a minor robber and the police were slow to arrive. The shootout on the highway was a serious case. The police arrived in seven or eight minutes, and then they saw someone wearing only a pair of shorts, lying on the ground with his limbs stretched out.
In this situation, even if the police wanted to shoot, they were too embarrassed to do so. They took out handcuffs and locked Zhang Jing's hands behind his back.
Then they cordoned off the scene, collected shell casings and warheads, and asked passers-by about their situation.
Zhang Jing was naturally also the subject of interrogation.
A middle-aged African-American policewoman with short hair asked Zhang Jing, "Why are you fighting in the street?"
Zhang Jing's lips curved into a disdainful arc, and he asked the policewoman: "You don't know me?"
The policewoman laughed angrily, "Should I know you?"
"You don't know me, which means you are not a good policeman." Zhang Jing was very arrogant.
At this time, a young male policeman standing next to him came over and reminded his superior, "This gentleman killed two robbers on the road leading to Yise Court before Christmas;
At that time, he had two tons of silver on his car. He was also the owner of the 'Great General' and the 'Immortal' horse, and he was a rich man. "
Don't be shy, rich people are great. Zhang Jing said in a arrogant tone, "I have an emerald stone in my car. It's worth 10 million yuan."
The African-American policewoman has noticed the stone on the passenger side of the pickup truck. It is really beautiful with one side cut open.
After learning that it was worth 10 million yuan, the policewoman wished she could be ten years younger and pursue the handsome guy in front of her.
With all the wild thoughts in her mind, the African-American policewoman asked, "Someone wants to steal your stone?"
"No, I just got it," Zhang Jing analyzed. "I found out that I was being followed on the 520 Bridge. Two waves of killers guarded me on my way home in advance. It was obviously carefully planned."
At this time, a reporter rushed over and took pictures of Zhang Jingyi.
Shen Mingming also arrived, and after a flurry of words from him, Zhang Jing was released from the handcuffs.
The reason why it was so fast was that, firstly, no strangers were injured, secondly, the firearm used by Zhang Jing was legal, thirdly, because he was the victim, and fourthly, because Shen Mingming told the African-American policewoman that Zhang Jing lived in Manor No. 1049.
Because the situation is different, Citigroup does not use land sales as fiscal revenue, but property taxes.
No. 1049 generates more than 700,000 yuan in real estate taxes every year. These real estate taxes support local education, civil servant salaries, and of course the police.
Therefore, a phenomenon has emerged. Not only is public security poor in African-American society, but there are also no good schools.
Rich areas and middle-class communities not only have good security, but also have good schools.
This is one of the reasons why African Americans are getting poorer from generation to generation, and white people and Asians are getting richer from generation to generation.
Of course, these are none of Zhang Jing's business. He likes the free atmosphere here, has a high level of self-defense authority, and can do whatever he wants if he has money.
After putting on his clothes, Zhang Jing asked the African-American policewoman: "Can I leave now?"
"Okay," the policewoman handed over a police report, "You cannot leave Citi Country for the time being. You need to cooperate with the investigation at any time."
"I need to fly to Eastern Europe next week," Zhang Jing was dissatisfied and reminded the African-American policewoman, "the ticket has been bought."
The woman shook her head and ignored it, going about her own business.
Zhang Jing was dumbfounded.
Entrust Shen Mingming to handle the following matters, including the vehicle scratch problem.
Driving back to Manor No. 1049, the pickup truck stopped at the door and Zhang Jing called Nayel.
Nayel is Jennifer's husband.
He is of Egyptian origin, and his grandfather immigrated to Citiland and was engaged in the real estate development business. He also comes from a wealthy family. Because of his passion for equestrianism, he became friends with Jennifer, who also loves equestrianism.
