There is effort and there is reward.
Seeing Jennifer using her hands and mouth to please her in every possible way, Zhang Jing was glad that he took the initiative to create an opportunity and threw butterfly mines at the door of the cafe.
God help the hard-working man, but he happened to be trampled by another gang member driving by, the car was paralyzed, and a shootout suddenly broke out.
In the first moment of the gunfight, one of Jennifer's friends was hit in the temple by a stray bullet.
But what does it matter? Just die, Zhang Jing is very happy now.
We stayed at Wonderful Winery for four days. If it hadn't been for Mike's call, Zhang Jing would have stayed there forever. The cute and sexy Jennifer was really too tempting.
Back at Kanfan Farm, Mike was waiting in the yard of the cowshed area, and the little sea lion and little bear were also there.
Sea lion calves are already as big as adult pigs.
The bear is quite large, standing about 1.2 meters tall.
"What's so urgent?" Zhang Jing asked as he jumped out of the car.
"Oss," Mike said excitedly, "the sea lion's diving depth may exceed two thousand meters. I used four water pressure instruments to measure this. At first, I thought it was an instrument error."
"Ah?" Zhang Jing didn't believe it, "Mr. Mike, the sea lion is not a sea dragon, let alone a sea monster. Did you buy something fake?"
"No oss," Mike explained, "This is the result of my repeated tests. If it weren't for the depth of the sea, I estimate that the little sea lion might dive deeper."
Zhang Jing was thoughtful and decided to try Lake Mead. He looked at Mike and said, "This matter is kept secret. Now that you have time, you can take your wife and children to a warm place for vacation."
Mike should leave.
Then Milika walked over from the door of the cafeteria, her face was red, and she complained: "Oss, Miss Qu harassed me many times."
"Harassment?" Zhang Jing was surprised. Aren't they in love?
"Don't you like Qu Xiaoqing?" Zhang Jing asked directly, "She looks very white and soft."
"But I am a woman," Milica lowered her head, "How can a woman have a child with a woman?"
"So you are worried about this," Zhang Jing quoted what Aigis once said to him, "Technology has already changed life, including having children, so you can love boldly."
By this time Milica was too shy to speak.
"Go ahead," Zhang Jing encouraged, "I support you, and I will pay for your children in the future."
"Thank you, oss," Milica stepped forward and hugged Zhang Jing, "I love you."
"I love you too," Zhang Jing liked Milika very much and patted her back gently, "While you have time now, ask Qu Xiaoqing to go out to play."
Encouraged, Milica had the courage to make the call.
Zhang Jing had a fatherly smile on his face.
Then Dillon came over. He could already walk normally, n
Again, apart from his deceased grandfather, if there is anyone Zhang Jing really hopes will live a long life, it must be - Wen Li! Wenli!
"You're here." Wen Li's voice was very weak and could not be heard.
Zhang Jing quickly knelt down next to the old man and said, "Old lady, how do you feel?"
"I can feel that this is the last winter." The old man spoke very slowly and with difficulty. He tried his best to raise his hand to gently support Zhang Jing's cheek and said with concern: "Your foundation is still too weak. Remember to curb your aggressive behavior after I die. Don't Go out against the odds, slowly build up your strength, and do more good deeds.”
Zhang Jing was so hard-hearted that his eyes instantly became wet at this moment. He could feel that Wen Li really cared about him, which was much better than his parents who abandoned him.
"Grandma, I love you," Zhang Jing held the old lady's hand, "You will live a long life."
"Everyone is mortal," Wen Li looked at the ceiling, her voice toneless, "I will see my precious grandson soon."
"Baby grandson" refers to Xu Lin, a genius.
"Take your things from the Xiangjiang Museum," Wen Li finally confessed, "while I'm still alive."
"Sir," the private doctor waiting nearby reminded him, "the old lady can't talk too much, she will feel tired.
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Zhang Jingshu nodded, got up and left the living room, returned to the yard, took out his cell phone and sent a message to Liang Jieshu, asking her to fly to Xiangjiang from the north immediately and take out all the things that belonged to him.
However, Zhang Jing really didn't want Wen Li to die. There was a huge difference between him and her.
It is no exaggeration to say that the reason why Zhang Jing can do so has a lot to do with Wen Li, otherwise he would have fallen into trouble long ago.
For example, dealing with the Bronze Divine Dragon, or the one hundred kilograms of targeted drugs, ordinary people really can't handle it.
If Wen Li is still alive, Zhang Jing can continue to sleep here and there, kill this and that, and grab this and that.
Giving up on going to Lake Mead to train sea lions to hunt for treasure, Zhang Jing concentrated on staying at the farm, praying in his heart that God would keep Wen Li safe.
"Since the afternoon, many vehicles have entered the farm." At midnight, Zhang Jing was sitting alone in the cowshed canteen. Old Dai Jin came over and reported: "They are all going to the second villa."
Zhang Jing continued to be silent.
"Don't be sad," Lao Daijin comforted, "Wen Li is no longer young, and you have grown up."
At this time, Li Xing came over from the dark night and placed a backpack on the table in front of Zhang Jing, "This is the last gift the old lady gives you."
Li Xing left with these words.
Zhang Jing's hands were trembling a little, and he slowly opened his backpack. Inside were ten mobile phones, ten Xiangjiang ID cards, and ten passports. No need to guess, these were all made up by people who did not exist.
I don't know how others feel, Zhang Jing is heartbroken at this moment.
Sensing their owner's sadness, the little sea lions and Pea appeared out of nowhere and snuggled at their owner's feet.
After gently stroking the pangolin's little head, Zhang Jing suddenly stopped!
Slowly turning his head, he looked at Old Dai Jin with bright eyes, and ordered in an unmistakable voice: "Bring people, bring weapons, and take control of the second villa!"
"Bullets can't cure diseases and save people," said Old Dai Jin, thinking that his boss was confused, "and Wen Li's bodyguard is too powerful."
"Follow it," Zhang Jing's voice was sonorous and powerful, "try your best to control the second villa!"
"Special!" Lao Daijin turned around to execute the plan, not forgetting to complain, "Milica and I are going to change bosses."
There was no one else, and a dinosaur egg fossil appeared in Zhang Jing's hand.
