After getting Jennifer's things, Zhang Jing specially stayed at a hotel near the airport for a day because he was worried that there would be no support for Mike if he was in danger.
Until Mike finished processing the scrapped equipment, the two returned to Los Angeles together on the afternoon of the third day.
"Oss," Mike said on the way out of Los Angeles Airport to the parking lot, "My trustworthy friend, who is good at gun shooting and driving, is nearby now."
There are two questions in one sentence.
The first question, because Mike has a dull personality, Zhang Jing never asked, and he never said anything until he stabbed two private workers to death with a dagger in Lake Patria while underwater. The attack was very serious. Sharp, so he is good at hand-to-hand combat.
For a long time, Zhang Jingwei thought that he was good at protection or had outstanding marksmanship.
The second question is that Zhang Jing took the initiative to remind Mike that it would be safer to work with a friend. Unexpectedly, Mike found a "girlfriend"!
"Where is she?" Zhang Jing asked.
"PARKING LOT."
Soon, Zhang Jing saw the partner Mike had found in the parking lot. He was slightly stunned when he saw the person, and he actually knew him.
I still remember the female instructor who learned to dive in Burlington.
Edjia is forty years old, about 1.8 meters tall. His body looks very strong, and every inch of his skin seems to be full of strength. His facial features are tough, his eyes are sharp, and his expression is naturally fierce. He doesn't seem to be easy to get along with.
Unexpectedly, her specialty is not diving, but driving and shooting firearms.
Zhang Jing looked back at Mike, "Have you made your ugly words clear?"
Mike lowered his head slightly.
After thinking for a second, Zhang Jingyou made a decision, ignored Edjia, and said to Mike: "From now on, your weekly salary will be increased by 1,100 yuan, and there will be bonuses for missions. The amount of the bonus will depend on the difficulty of the mission, which is roughly twice the amount before."
Mike is smart and should stand up straight.
Finally, Zhang Jing looked at Edjia, "I haven't seen you for a long time, Miss Edjia. I'm glad to see you. I hope you have a happy life."
"I also wish you a happy life." Edjia's voice was a little rough and hoarse.
Zhang Jing smiled slightly, passed the strong woman, opened the driver's door of the x5, got in, and then left.
Ignoring Mike and Edjia, Zhang Jing drove to No. 1830 Bellaire Road, where Wang Sisi was waiting for him in front of Fan Simin's house.
Today, the girl is wearing a light blue loose sweatshirt and sweatpants, a pair of white sports shoes that are at least ten centimeters taller, and two big braids on her head. She looks cute, cute and pretty.
Hugging gently, Wang Sisi said, "Simin is back. She plans to sell the house to save her brother and father. The agent is also inside and is taking videos of the house."
"So miserable?" Zhang Jing was surprised.
Wang Sisi nodded lightly, "She is very haggard."
"Could he be a liar?" Zhang Jing reminded, "Can someone make money in this situation?"
The girl thought, "It depends on the situation. For example, a certain boss violated a minor. The matter was very big, but he was only sentenced to five years. As long as the money is enough, in theory, he can be treated lightly."
Zhang Jingtou said that money can make all the difference, and it is the same all over the world. Donating to Citigroup can also hire police cars to patrol every day. If you donate enough, you can do a lot of things.
"That Tong Di is really not a thing," Wang Sisi complained, "I am not a thing either, and he has no intention of helping Simin at all."
Zhang Jing thought about the day of the party, "Why did Tong Di drive away that car?"
"Ha," Wang Sisi said with a sarcastic expression, "It's nothing to drive away a car. He even sent a thick bill to Simin. For two years, every money spent for Simin was recorded in the book. ;
He never left any money above 10 yuan, and he clearly remembered the 5 yuan ice cream. Even the 1 yuan he gave to a beggar when they went shopping together had to take back half of it. "
Zhang Jing looked at Wang Sisi in surprise, "Aren't you trying to trick Tong Di on purpose? He doesn't look like him."
"I don't believe it either, but I personally took that bill out of the mailbox, opened it and saw it with my own eyes," he said.
While speaking, Wang Sisi pointed to the mailbox standing at the door.
Zhang Jing was speechless, insisting on keeping accounts can be regarded as a good habit, but!
It’s understandable that you have to get back half of the money you spent on ice cream. After all, 5 yuan is not a small amount, and you have to tip 5 yuan for a normal meal. But you have to get half of the 1 yuan you gave to a beggar while shopping, which is really unreasonable.
What's more, the family was in trouble, and Fan Simin didn't do anything to feel sorry for Di Tong. People who love money like Zhang Jing thought that half of 1 yuan was too much.
Seeing Zhang Jing thoughtfully, Wang Sisi was furious, "That's not all. What's even more outrageous is that he even wants to take back half of the money he spent to buy a small umbrella."
Zhang Jing: "...."
My jaw dropped, I felt like Wang Sisi was blackmailing Tongdi.
Wang Sisi became more and more energetic and angry as she spoke. She asked Zhang Jing in a bad tone, "Uncle, if something happens to my mother, will you be like Tong Di and send me a thick bill? Do you want a small umbrella?" I'll pay?"
I wanted to make a joke with Wang Sisi, but I thought I couldn't commit suicide, so I immediately raised my right hand and said sternly: "There is absolutely no bill, let alone paying for the little umbrella. I swear to the gods and Buddhas in the sky!"
Seeing that Zhang Jing was extremely serious, Wang Sisi felt a little better and said regretfully: "Simin is so miserable. There was an accident at home and she was betrayed by her boyfriend."
"Actually, I think this is a good thing," Zhang Jing changed the subject, "Now it's a torment. I hope the dust will settle soon and Fan Simin can start over again soon."
"I'm afraid this matter won't end that easily," Wang Sisi chatted in a low voice, "The money involved here is beyond imagination."
Zhang Jing's heart beat lightly. All he earned was blood money. A little more was normal. For example, the bodies of the two guards were in the silver secret space. Because they were missing, they were suspected of committing theft. People from the two families He definitely wouldn't survive, at least ten lives, some old, some young, some women.
After killing so many people and earning 50 million yuan, Zhang Jing felt very calm. All he earned was hard-earned money, and not a penny was easy.
However, how much can a football cost?
"How much is that?" Zhang Jing asked tentatively.
Wang Sisi stretched out two fingers.
"20 million?" Zhang Jing asked in surprise.
Wang Sisi shook her head and signaled Zhang Jing to continue guessing.
"Oh my God!" Zhang Jing exclaimed, "It's actually 200 million. Do you want to sit through the jail?"
"No," Wang Sisi revealed, "My mother said, this may be a fraud, and the amount involved exceeds 2 billion, possibly more than 30." New
Zhang Jing almost fainted. At least ten people would die if he earned 50 million yuan. It was tragic and bloody. Why was it so easy for someone to earn 2 billion yuan?
"Are you surprised?" Wang Sisi said, "When my mother said it, my jaw almost dropped. It was so scary."
"By the way," Zhang Jing thought, "How much money does our mother have?"
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