In the dark night, Ding Jiaqi took a bottle of unknown substance from her backpack, shook it vigorously, violently pushed the car door open, and walked up to knock on the white wooden door of a house.
Zhang Jing was so surprised that he couldn't speak. Seeing how weak she was, he didn't expect it to be Huniu, so he quickly followed her and took out his pistol at the same time.
A tall, strong man opened the door from inside. Ding Jiaqi sprayed an unknown chemical substance directly on the man's face without saying a word.
I don’t know what it was, but it seemed to be very powerful. The strong man immediately lost the ability to resist, covered his face and squatted down.
Before the matter was over, Ding Jiaqi saw a flower pot next to her, picked up a pot, and hit the opponent on the head with a bang.
Feeling that it wasn't enough, he smashed the plate down again, causing the ceramic flowerpot to fall apart and dirt everywhere.
The guy who was hit had his head cut open and there was blood all over.
Then Ding Jiaqi picked up a brick, regardless of its severity, and hit the opponent's calf directly.
With a clicking sound, it was obvious that the bone was broken, and the strong man rolled to the ground and howled in pain.
Before it was over, Ding Jiaqi sprayed half a bottle of chemicals on the strong man, and then Ding Jiaqi pulled Zhang Jing and fled the scene.
Sitting back in the car, Ding Jiaqi drove and Zhang Jing sat in the passenger seat. He looked at the woman's profile and asked, "You did the moves just now in one go. Did you rehearse?"
"The white-skinned pig likes to harass Asian women," Ding Jiaqi said bluntly, "I was just protecting myself. Besides, I was very polite just now and didn't smash his legs."
Zhang Jing swallowed. He had planned to consummate his marriage with Ding Jiaqi before flying to Honduras, but now... his life comes first.
Then again, Ding Jiaqi is really loyal to her friends. As she said before, in order to protect Qu Xiaoqing, she and Aigis fought more than once when they were students.
Returning to the airport, she found the depressed Qu Xiaoqing under the streetlight. Ding Jiaqi comforted her: "I have broken up for you. From now on, you are single."
Qu Xiaoqing hugged Ding Jiaqi and first seriously thought about whether there was something wrong with her own vision.
Looking at Qu Xiaoqing, Zhang Jing was thoughtful and was considering whether to introduce Milika to her. One liked to be strong and the other was very strong.
At midnight, when Zhang Jing was lying alone on the hotel bed, Noleta, a female treasure hunter, met Haimo, a slovenly treasure hunter from the Yin Kingdom, in the middle of Honzala.
Looking around the claustrophobic room and the frightened Heimer, Noletta asked with concern, "Are you okay?"
"No," Haimer's body trembled, "I went to the 12-year-old girl's house last night."
Haimer said on the phone before that he offended the local 14 gang because he saved a 12-year-old girl.
"Are they okay?" Noletta asked concerned.
Heimer seemed to be on the verge of collapse and said fearfully: "It seems like in 1945, in Hiroshima and Nagasaki, all I met were acquaintances."
"???" Noleta was confused, "What are you talking about?"
"They died," Heimer suppressed his fear, "burned to death."
Noleta: "!!!"
At this time, the team member who was on guard outside walked in and said, "Boss, there is a group of locals with guns surrounding us. What should we do?"
Noleta is not alone, she has a team. Last time in Nairobi, a team member had his arm amputated by a bullet. Now two more people have been added to the team, bringing the total to seven people, which greatly increases their strength.
She felt that the locals were more dangerous than the Indians. She had her fingernails pulled out and tortured in Nairobi. Noleta did not dare to surround her, let alone be caught, so she immediately decided: "Let's go through the back door!"
Zhang Jing didn't know that Noleta and Haimo were in danger because the work was left to employees and he could look after the house with peace of mind.
Yesterday during the day, Barbie had bought 1501 Tower Grove Road in Beverly Hills, the house with seven children's circling sculptures in the front yard. Wang Sisi was taking Fan Simin to visit it for the second time. .c
Different from the last time, all the movable furniture in the house has been moved away, including beds, sofas, chairs, mobile wardrobes, etc. Wang Sisi is not surprised by this. The transaction is only the house, not the furniture, which is within the industry regulations. Unless otherwise discussed.
It just so happened that she didn't like the things that other people used. She didn't care about other furniture. She had to buy the bed in the master bedroom by herself. She still kept the toilet and bathtub in the master bedroom bathroom, but she also had to buy it herself.
Seeing that Zhang Jing really bought such a large house, Fan Simin reminded her friend, "Zhang Jing also has two girlfriends. Who does the master bedroom belong to?"
"Uncle said that the master bedroom belongs to me," Wang Sisi said matter-of-factly, "I don't know about other things."
"Aren't you afraid of being torn apart?"
"What's there to be afraid of?" Wang Sisi looked away. "My girlfriend is not my wife. Who will tear me apart? Who dares to tear me apart? It's best if they tear me apart. If I pretend to be pitiful and weak, maybe I can still do it. Win alone."
Fan Simin raised her thumb, but the question she asked was still very sharp: "What are you trying to do?"
"My mother is rich," Wang Sisi walked into the study attached to the master bedroom, looking around and chatting, "I definitely don't care about his money, the only thing I care about is happiness. If he gets tired of it that day, maybe he will dump me. Or why should I be so serious if I get rid of him?"
"I used to be too serious," said Fan Simin, who envied Wang Sisi's open-mindedness. "Now I regret it."
Wang Sisi advised, "Your youth has just begun. Losing you is Tong Di's loss."
While Wang Sisi and Fan Simin were chatting, Zhang Jing and Barbie were looking at another house nearby. No. 1501, Tower Grove Road, which had a smaller land area and a smaller house.
The advantage is that the exterior design and decoration style are unique and have a pure pastoral style.
You can see some clues from the kitchen.
The wild black iron stove is as big as a large wardrobe. It can dry clothes, keep pets warm, bake pizza, toast bread, and boil water. It has many functions in one. It can even make hanging pots and hot pots. It is very medieval and very rural.
Just imagine how happy it is for a family to eat hot pot together in a warm kitchen in the dead of winter.
Seeing this, Zhang Jing decided to buy this house just because of the stove.
"Barbie," Zhang Jing looked at the farm manager, "Just this one. It reminds me of my grandpa. He must like this kitchen."
"Your grandpa?" Barbie asked tentatively.
"He has been dead for five years."
Barbie had finished ordering, not wanting Zhang Jing to have sad memories. The boss had already decided on this building. She thought this kitchen was very good. It had a large island and easy access to water. You could bake bread with electricity or fire. It's really great.
However, Barbie also reminded Zhang Jing, "The landlord of the house at No. 1501 gave some concessions. In the end, including all miscellaneous fees and taxes, the total price is 86 million yuan."
"This building is slightly cheaper. The final total price should be about 74 million yuan."
Zhang Jing's heart trembled slightly, it was so expensive, and he had to consider real estate taxes and insurance for many years. It was a gold-eating beast.
After deducting all expenditure budgets, the original balance of the rice dollar account was about 400 million yuan, which was reduced by 160 million yuan, leaving only about 240 million yuan.
If two deposit accounts are compared to two buildings; then buying Leopard beer and 2,048 tons of silver are like two planes. One day, they collide with each other with a bang.
It seems that the jade stone has been burned, but it seems that nothing has been lost, and it seems that nothing has been gained.
In comparison, the money spent to buy two houses is like buying two Aka rifles, which is not worth mentioning.
Instead of worrying about spending money quickly, it’s better to look forward and fight, boy!
