The robbery of the weapons store in Little Rock immediately became hot news. Zhang Jing naturally saw it, which made him unable to remain indifferent and called Lao Daijin directly.
Lao Dai's image is really unflattering. His clothes are starchy, his face is full of beard, and he looks greasy.
His job was to protect the farm, but it was obvious that the old man couldn't do everything because there were 5,000 acres and 20 square kilometers.
"I've decided to give you a salary increase," Zhang Jing looked a little confused. Why should he increase his salary if he is out of season? "How about increasing the weekly salary from 1,200 yuan to 3,600 yuan?"
Lao Daijin just looked at Greasy. He had a clear mind and instantly understood what Zhang Jing was saying. They were the two old brothers who indirectly hired him, but he didn't want everyone to know.
"Occasionally I go on missions and get bonuses separately," Zhang Jing seemed to be saying to himself, "What do you think?"
The weekly salary of 1,200 is not low, nor is it particularly high. The advantage is that the bonuses for missions are really generous. Of course, risks and benefits are directly proportional. In short, it is hard to eat and make money.
"It's very reasonable," Lao Daijin understood. "They and I both agree."
Zhang Jing nodded slightly, "I will take Miss Milika to watch the Lightning team tomorrow. You will go with me. Is the farm okay?"
"No problem, they are in Las Vegas 400 kilometers away now and will be back in the evening."
There is no problem with Lao Dajin's work attitude and ability, because Milika is on the farm and can be trusted.
"Can we get weapons?" Zhang Jing asked with his fingers, "200 grenades and detonator bombs, 2,000 rounds of -12 three matching bullets, and 10 underwater guns, the kind used for bomb disposal. I bought 2 big iron clocks, 3 911 pistol silencers, 3 hand-held grenade launchers, and 2,000 rounds of matching grenades each."
Lao Daijin blinked and asked uncertainly: "Are you using these things alone?"
"Regardless of whether it can be used or not," Zhang Jing explained, "I like to be prepared. I will buy whatever you need and how much you need, and I will give you cash in Xiangjiang."
After a second pause, Zhang Jing reminded: "Try to be careful, don't kill people easily outside, and don't involve me if something happens. If you go to jail, I will take care of your family. I will ask the best lawyer to try my best to fish you out. If you can't be fished out, I will take care of you." I will try my best to get a reduced sentence. If I can't get a reduced sentence, I will pay you money into your card every month, so you can feel comfortable in jail."
Lao Dajin lowered his head and asked what he had been wondering for a long time, "You were on the Yukon River at that time. Did you deliberately abduct our father and daughter to Anchorage?"
Anchorage is the capital city of Alaska.
Zhang Jing nodded.
"What's the reason?" Lao Daijin asked.
After thinking for two or three seconds, Zhang Jing decided to show off his cards, "I brought you on the plane to prove that I didn't take anything with me. In fact, I have sent away the silver lost by the mining company through other channels."
Old Daijin was surprised, "If that's the case, why did you invite Milika and I to work in Seattle? Shouldn't we be asked to go back and take the blame for you?"
"At that time, a kind-hearted girl reminded me, 'Don't do things you regret'," Zhang Jing shrugged. "I also thought of Miss Milika's tragic experience, and I softened my heart again."
"Good-hearted girl" Lao Daijin guessed that it was Ding Jiaqi. He moved his mouth and wanted to say something, but couldn't. He turned and left immediately.
Watching Lao Daijin walk away, Zhang Jing breathed a sigh of relief. His palms were sweating just a little while ago. Fortunately, the worst did not happen.
At dawn, Old Daikin and Mike sent two full pickup trucks of weapons into the garage of the third villa.
Opening the truck body cover and lifting the tarpaulin, Lao Daijin said, "Everything you need is here, including grenades, shock bombs, underwater guns, 911 silencers, -12 three matching bullets, grenades and launchers. , explosion-proof cover."
"Is it possible to investigate the origin of these things?" Zhang Jing asked.
"Use them as little as possible," Lao Daijin said. "Some of them are smuggled from abroad, and some are privately made. They are highly resistant to risks. But it is best to use them sparingly. If you must use them, clean them as much as possible."
"Private production?" Zhang Jing was surprised, "Can these things be made by private individuals?
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"Weapons are originally produced by humans. As long as there is profit, there are many privately manufactured weapons and weapon accessories."
Zhang Jing understood and said with high spirits, "I'll give you a new task. The farm needs to be able to make bullets and weapons. It doesn't need too many. It just needs to be able to make rifles and standard bullets."
"The output of purely manual bullets is very low. If you need more than a thousand bullets, you need to smuggle some equipment from abroad," Mike said. "With the addition of materials, Mr. Daikin and I can produce privately made bullets without any traces."
"When this storm is over," Zhang Jing looked at Mike and decided, "If you purchase equipment from abroad, someone else will send the equipment to Citigroup."
Mike understood that the "storm" referred to the pillar. Noleta's team members told him that the thing was valuable and Crazy Indy would not let it go easily.
Lao Daijin didn't know what the "turmoil" was, but he could see that Zhang Jing was very nervous. All the children living on the farm had been suspended from school at home, and even the cowboys were not allowed to go out.
At dawn, Zhang Jing called Noleta and asked her to meet at the entrance of the stadium at 8:30 in the morning.
Previously in Nairobi, Noleta said that she had a son who also liked football and planned to take her son to watch the game. Unexpectedly, the woman directly exploded on the phone and asked Zhang Jing: "You haven't watched the news, Little Rock Arms The store was robbed and a large number of weapons were lost. It must have been done by those Indians. They came after them, and my teammates and I had already hid with my family."
Zhang Jing had always thought that he was the one who was most afraid of death. Unexpectedly, Noleta was even more cowardly and reminded the woman: "There is a competition today. Even if those Indy people come to find her, they will not dare to do anything in a crowded place."
"I thought the same thing locally at the Duxi Hotel, but they rushed straight into the hotel," the saggy-skinned Norelei persisted. "If you have something to say, hang up the phone. There's no electricity where I'm staying."
Zhang Jing was speechless. Where was he hiding? He didn't even have electricity.
"I'll go to Xiangjiang when I have time. I'll give you a horse."
Nolailai snorted on the phone, and then blurted out two words, "Reliable."
After hanging up the phone, Zhang Jing thought, he asked the students and cowboys not to go out, but he insisted on going out. Isn't it a bit reckless?
Forget it, just stay at home and live for two more years.
With a decision in mind, Zhang Jing took Liang Jieshu, Zhou Manmiao and a bunch of pets and drove for half an hour from the third villa to the cowshed living area. He found Milika and Lao Daijin who were ready to go and dressed nicely. .
Milika looks strong and cute.
Lao Daijin put on formal clothes and looked more handsome, a smoky and mature old man.
"Milica," Zhang Jing said tactfully, "It's fun to watch other people play. Wouldn't it be more fun for us to play by ourselves? I plan to organize a rugby match inside the farm. Are you willing to participate?"
Milika's brain was slow, and Lao Daijin was very smart. He knew that Zhang Jing was considering safety, so he encouraged Zhang Jing and said, "I run fast, and guard is the best for me."
Seeing that her father was getting more and more eager to try, Milica gave up going to watch the game and tried to ask, "Who will be the referee?"
Zhang Jing patted his chest and said, "Someone is suitable to be the referee to ensure fairness."
"I'll keep score." Zhou Manmiao took a step forward.
Liang Jieshu smiled, "It takes two people to keep score. Count me in."
Milika blinked her eyes and said with a hint of hope, "I can't wait."
