500 kilometers northwest of Mexico City.
Jalisco State, Zapapan City, Santa Lucia Town, "Shelter Slope" Tequila Farm.
After getting off the plane, Zhang Jing bought a second-hand pickup truck in the capital and drove about 500 kilometers to the farm.
At the end of a gravel road, there is a wooden fence gate. Old Daikin is waiting at the entrance of the farm, "Boss, St. Lucia welcomes you."
Zhang Jing left the cab and looked at the endless agave plantation in front of him.
The sight is half green and half yellow, which is a bit desolate and quiet. It is also a lonely place with beautiful mountains, water and water.
"Have you found out who killed the person?" Zhang Jing asked.
"It should be the gray forces headed by the mayor of the town. I'm still checking."
"what reason?"
"Miss Yunique plans to build a large-scale tequila distillery in the town," Old Daikin guessed, "which may affect the interests of some people."
Zhang Jing nodded, opened the tarp on the back of the pickup truck, and said, "Weapons."
Lao Daijin stepped forward to take a look. The crow's feet in the corners of his eyes were dancing uncontrollably. Two six-barreled Vulcans were equipped with about 100,000 rounds of ammunition and about 50 grenades.
Next Zhang Jing stayed in the plantation.
There are no nice houses in the plantation, just a "siheyuan" built by the river.
The foundation of the house is stone, the ground is also stone, the walls are made of adobe, and the roof is made of red tiles, which looks original.
This is a dormitory, a warehouse, and an office. Everyone lives here in the plantation.
Peace of mind is home, Zhang Jing joined everyone to work together and participated in harvesting longxianglan.
The plantations are full of seven-year-old agave, which are harvested and planted every year to keep growing.
Use a tool similar to a sand monk shovel to cut off all the leaves with hard spikes that are about two meters high, leaving only the agave heart in the middle, which weighs between 50 and 90 kilograms.
Each agave heart must be tested, and only those with sugar content that meet the standard will be loaded onto a dump truck and used for brewing.
During the harvesting process, a large number of agave leaves are produced, the leaves are somewhat similar to succulent and aloe vera.
The pruned leaves are collected and used to make compost, which is both organic and cost-effective.
A very original place.
In addition to agave, the plantation also grows corn, avocados, and berries, all of which use organic compost without the use of chemical fertilizers or pesticides.
The land is beautiful and so are the people.
Most of the plantation workers are nearby farmers. They have faced the loess and turned their backs to the sky all their lives. They have a clean smile and work very hard.
There are good people and there are bad people.
On the third day after Zhang Jing arrived at the plantation, Lao Daijin verified the identity of the murderer, who was the mayor of the town of Santa Lucia where the plantation was located.
At the same time, residents of the small town of St. Lucia are also waiting for the response of the "Shelter Slope" plantation.
I heard that the plantation has a new owner. I wonder if it is soft? It is hard?
"The mayor kills people just to test the newcomer's reaction," Lao Daijin looked at Zhang Jing and introduced, "to test whether you are easy to bully. It has been verified."
"Can you handle it?" Zhang Jing asked Lao Daijin.
"It couldn't be done originally," Lao Daijin shrugged, "Now that we have Vulcan, it should be no problem."
"Are there any problems during the day?"
After thinking for three or four seconds, Lao Daijin nodded, "No problem."
Zhang Jing's heart was swelling, and he said in a cold tone: "Since the mayor wants to test the newcomer, then it shouldn't be too much for me to kill his whole family, right?"
Lao Daijin lowered his head and turned around to execute, and Zhang Jing followed suit.
There was no delay in doing things, no overnight stay, Lao Daijin took the two newcomers, as well as Zhang Jing, and set off immediately.
At six o'clock in the evening, we arrived near the mayor's residence in the small town of Santa Lucia.
To the west of the town, there is a two-story wooden villa, a single-family house with a front and back yard, and neighbors about 20 meters away. Chinese website
After confirming that the target was at home, Lao Daijin and Zhang Jing, whose faces were covered with grimace masks, took two leather cars
The cards stopped at the door one after another, and then showed the six-tube Vulcan in the rear compartment.
Two newcomers operate the Vulcan, while Zhang Jing and Lao Daijin use Aka as cover.
At this time, three bodyguards with guns rushed out of the house. Seeing that Vulcan's legs were a little weak, they picked up Aka 47 and loaded their guns to fight back.
Lao Daijin fired from behind the engine through the iron gate to distract the three bodyguards.
The two Vulcans began to spit out tongues of blue flames, and the gates, walls, houses, glass, people... everything was shattered like a tree.
Fifteen seconds later, the house partially collapsed.
Old Daikin knocked on the hood, and the two Vulcans stopped shooting.
Then Lao Daijin left the vehicle bunker, entered the yard with a gun, and entered the partially collapsed villa. Then there were two dull explosions of grenades inside.
When Lao Daijin came out again, he was carrying a young man in his thirties, slightly fat and with a mustache.
"#%&*" The man spoke in a language he couldn't understand, with a pleading expression and tears and runny nose.
"This is the mayor of St. Lucia Town," Lao Daijin reported to Zhang Jing.
"Where is his family?"
"In the basement, I threw two grenades in."
Zhang Jing nodded, stepped forward and looked at the man with the mustache condescendingly, "Can you speak English?"
"Yes, yes," the man with the mustache nodded vigorously, "Who are you?"
"Shelter Slope Plantation."
Mustache: "..."
After reacting, the mustachioed man said, "My father is the mayor of Sapapan City. You can't kill me."
Zhang Jing looked at Lao Dai Jin and said, "I will call his father later. If the other party is unwilling, let the old man die too."
Lao Daijin bent down to find his cell phone from his moustache, got the password to unlock the screen, and got the phone number of his mayor's father.
Hitting the iron plate, the young man with a mustache begged for mercy, "I was wrong, please let me go."
"Silly x!" As he spoke, Zhang Jing pointed at the forehead of the young man with a mustache and pulled the trigger.
He was shot in the forehead and his back bone was opened, killing him on the spot.
At this time, a public security police car drove over from a distance with its whistle playing, and directly used the Vulcan to warn the other party, scaring the other party away from approaching.
After leaving the scene of the incident, the pickup truck drove toward downtown Sapapan.
While driving, Lao Daijin called the mayor's father, the mayor of the town.
With the PA on, Zhang Jing sat in the passenger seat and listened.
"I just killed an idiot's whole family," Lao Daijin went straight to the point, "Do you want revenge?"
"No," the man on the phone said decisively, "I don't want revenge at all. The one who died was just my illegitimate son, a fool. It would be better if he died early and wouldn't hurt me."
In fact, I also want revenge, I just bully the weak and fear the strong.
"Don't," Lao Daijin advised. "My partners and I are on our way to find you to give you a chance for revenge."
"Five million," the man on the phone said with a trembling voice, "Five million dollars for drinking Coke, Shefeng Slope Plantation is building a brewery, and it will get good tax breaks."
Sitting in the passenger seat, Zhang Jing thought of a joke.
No matter how awesome Argentina is, no matter how powerful Messi is, there is absolutely no way he can beat me, not even once!
Because - I won't give you a chance if I don't give you a chance.
