Do what you decide immediately, and the first step is in Xiangjiang.
Leave the large eagle emblem, "The Prince and the Dwarf", the large coffin and the funerary objects in the salvage ship and give them to Xu Zehong for disposal.
After the salvage ship was delivered, it has just completed two sea trials and its reliability has been verified.
Leaving the matter to the employees, Zhang Jing arrived at Chungking Mansion, less than 400 meters away from Victoria Harbour.
The name sounds ordinary, but it has a very famous nickname "Mysterious Building".
The specific saying is "It looks dark because of its dilapidation, and it looks mysterious because of its darkness."
In fact, this is a hybrid building.
It contains low-cost hotels, shops, food, currency exchange shops and other services and specialty service industries.
It is supposed to be a shopper's paradise, but due to the fact that there are many expats living here, mainly Indians and Pakistanis.
Therefore, most locals do not dare to come here to shop. The main reason is that the public security in Chungking Mansions is relatively poor and there are many murders. Most of the murderers and the deceased are Indians and Pakistanis.
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Such a place is simply a paradise for someone to set up a safe house, where hiding things is just like playing.
Stepping into the interior of Daxia is like traveling into a Hong Kong movie.
The air was mixed with all kinds of men's body odor, women's bad perfume, and the strong smell of curry.
"Handsome, I'm cheap."
A fairly beautiful Indian-Pakistani woman used not-so-standard Mandarin to send a signal to Zhang Jing that an honest person would not understand.
Without answering, Zhang Jing walked along the passage to the depths of Daxia. The sounds of people exchanging foreign currency and selling delicacies could be heard all the time.
Because every inch of land is precious, the passage becomes narrower as you go in, and the busier it becomes, with many people.
Not only are there many people, there are also many races. Zhang Jing is sure that there are more races here than in Los Angeles, and more like the United States than the United States.
It is similar to a small display cabinet on the first floor of a general shopping mall.
Zhang Jing stopped as he passed a display cabinet selling handicrafts, pointed at a pair of finger tigers and asked the brown-skinned boss, "Aren't you sure?"
"Five hundred Xiangjiang coins."
"Take it out and let me see."
The brown-skinned boss looked shrewd. He took the finger tiger out of the glass cabinet and introduced: "It's not plastic." Z.br>
He took the Zhihu and bought something heavy, probably steel, and counter-offered: "Two hundred Xiangjiang coins."
"Not for sale."
"I want eight pairs."
"make a deal."
After staying inside the building for about fifty minutes in total, Zhang Jing stood at the door of Daxia again, hailed a taxi and headed to the airport.
Like fate, Zhang Jing once again met Thai Liang Jieyang.
Different from before, this time she was accompanying an old man and a middle-aged man, with big sunglasses covering her eyes and a mask covering her face.
The three of them left the airport and hurriedly got into a Benben commercial vehicle and left.
The behavior is very low-key.
As a senior treasure hunter, Zhang Jing has long known that treasures are not necessarily physical objects, but can also be information or intelligence.
He loves to use his brain and think. After hesitating for three or four seconds, Zhang Jing opened a song search on his mobile phone.
It was quickly determined that the old man Liang Jieyang was accompanying was the current head of the Liang family.
It is normal for ordinary people to go out, but big shots, especially older souls, rarely go out.
Not understanding why such a big shot appeared in Xiangjiang, Zhang Jing sent the information to Younik and Ding Jiaqi and asked them to help analyze it.
Ding Jiaqi responded the fastest, in less than three minutes.
"Jack Liu returned to Xiangjiang from Japan ten hours ago. They may meet. The Liang family's Chint Company, which is listed in Xiangjiang, may see a sharp rise in its share price."
Fearless because he is fearless, Zhang Jing replied to Ding Jiaqi and Yunique.
"Market layout on the stock market and options immediately."
"The drive from the airport to Jack Lau's mansion on Barker Road in Victoria Peak is less than 40 kilometers. Including the gambling car, 60 minutes is not enough."
Ding Jia
Qi typed quickly, and then added: "If I can delay it for an hour, the probability of success will be greatly improved."
"I'll give you three hours!" Zhang Jing shouted, determined to make money, "Now!"
After hanging up the phone, Zhang Jing walked straight to a black Changcheng car that had just stopped and asked the young driver, "Do you sell your car?"
"???" The stranger looked at Zhang Jing as if he was crazy.
Not giving Fang too much time to think, Zhang Jing took out 30,000 yuan from his backpack and threw it at it, "Get off!"
The young driver wanted to struggle, think about it, get the money and get off.
After getting into the cab, Zhang Jing immediately set off to chase the Benben commercial vehicle from a few minutes ago.
At this time, Zhang Jing prayed in his heart that the Changcheng car was strong enough!
Soon, Zhang Jing caught up with the other vehicle in the middle of Xiangdong Road.
Nothing happened immediately.
Because he walked from the airport to Central many times, Zhang knew that the best place to do bad things was the Nam Van Tunnel.
Don't follow them deliberately, just keep a certain distance.
Before entering the tunnel, Zhang Jing overtook the car and walked in front of him. When he was two-thirds into the tunnel, he put on his gloves and quietly threw out a triangular nail that he had always prepared but never used.
The effect was immediate: the car behind had a tire blowout and a crash.
The tunnel was not very wide to begin with, and soon caused a huge traffic jam. The Benben commercial vehicle in which Liang Jieyang and three people were traveling was blocked in the middle of the tunnel.
Worried about the safety, Zhang Jing pretended to have a flat tire, turned the steering wheel sharply to the left, and crashed into a black electric car.
The sound of screeching brakes was continuous and chaotic.
Acting in full, Zhang Jing opened the door and got out of the car, intending to manually drive the second triangular nail into the front left tire.
As a result, the tire was damaged during the impact.
"Help!"
When Zhang Jing was distracted, a woman in the passenger seat of the hit electric vehicle slapped the window frantically.
Because the side of the car body was deformed, the passenger door could not be opened, and the driver's door could not be opened because it was against the edge of the tunnel.
What's terrible is that a lot of white smoke has been rising from the bottom of the electric car.
Zhang Jing was shocked by this scene. He knew that the tram caught fire very quickly.
Not wanting to be unable to sleep at night because of self-blame, Zhang Jing turned around and took out the thumbtack from the car, put it on, ran to the electric car, jumped directly on the hood, raised his fist and slammed it down!
There was a bang, and the broken glass cracked.
Time was tight and the task was heavy. The second punch fell and penetrated the glass.
Quickly removing the windshield, Zhang Jing grabbed the man's collar and lifted him out of the car.
At this time, the bottom of the vehicle was already on fire, and the tires were already wrapped in fire. Zhang Jing could be engulfed in flames at any time.
He did not care about his own safety, which can be said to be a very brave person, and then rescued the woman who was too frightened and forgot to unfasten her seat belt out of the car.
By the time Zhang Jing dragged the woman away, his white shirt was already on fire.
"Thank you," the woman looked at Zhang Jing and cried with joy, "thank you for saving me."
Zhang Jing pulled off his shirt to avoid more burns.
At the same time, the fire is getting fiercer and the smoke is getting thicker. The key point is that there are too many cars and the fire has spread.
Noticing that there were people trapped in other cars, Zhang Jing ignored the conversation with the rescued couple and continued to rescue people.
At the same time, look for an opportunity to put away a triangular nail that was lost before.
