Hunting palace, unenclosed backyard.
Zhang Jing and Fangde Barro walked along the stone path and came to the forest. There was a large elk foraging nearby.
Not afraid of people at all.
"Have you not considered having Spanish nationality?" Fonde Barro asked Zhang Jing.
"No," Zhang Jing shook his head and refused, "The Hong Kong, Temasek, and Cyprus passports, as well as the allied green cards, are good enough for me."
"Then what are your plans for getting married?"
"marry?"
Zhang Jing's brain was a little over-the-top. The previous chat was like soliciting investments. This question was too personal. He shook his head and said, "I will never get married. It's good to be single."
"single?"
"Yes," Zhang Jing said seriously, "I'm not married, of course I'm single."
"Do you have a girlfriend?"
Not wanting to talk about personal matters with strangers, Zhang Jing asked Fonde Barro, "Mr. King, you asked me to come back. What advice do you have?"
"No advice," Fonde Barro shrugged. "You are a rich man and I hope you come to Spain to invest."
"I will definitely come," Zhang Jing emphasized, "it will be very soon."
The chat ended and Zhang Jing left.
Ten minutes in, Ortiz appears in front of Fonde Barro.
"Dad," Ortiz asked concernedly, "how was your conversation?"
"He is a smart man," Fonde Barro said of Zhang Jingdao. "He can speak four languages, which is very impressive."
Ortiz has a black question mark. Can Zhang Jing speak four languages? Why didn't she know?
"Which four?"
"Montezmita, hold on to your chicken baby, hello, hello."
Ortiz has a dark expression, and Zhang Jing actually plays tricks on her father. What an interesting soul!
Without exposing Zhang Jingduo, Ortiz asked with concern, "Will he come to Spain to invest? Will he be naturalized?"
“I said I would definitely invest,” the handsome Fonde Barro shook his head, “I don’t want to be naturalized.”
Ortiz was silent.
Seeing that his daughter was distracted, Fonde Barro said: "Although I shouldn't interfere in your private affairs, Zhang Jing doesn't plan to get married, let alone marry you. You need to think clearly."
"I have thought very clearly," Ortiz said calmly, "he will never abandon me."
Fonde Barro did not continue to persuade.
Ortiz is the eldest daughter. She could be the prince, but she doesn't want to be bound by the royal family and likes to live an ordinary life.
Fortunately, he also has a little daughter.
The youngest daughter is serving in the army for three years, and she has one year left to retire. When she comes back, she will be crowned prince and become the nominal deputy commander of the armed forces.
Zhang Jing didn’t know that Ortiz was the eldest princess.
She is not in the news and has no scandals.
As a nouveau riche with no background, Zhang Jing knew only a limited number of things from other channels except the Internet.
Point: No one is chewing the beans.
For example, Ding Jiaqi knows, but her principle is that if Ortiz himself doesn't say anything and there is no malice, she won't talk too much.
Earlier, when Katie won her first Grand Slam, Zhang Jing was in the Caribbean.
Qu Xiaoqing's first reaction was to tell Zhang Jing the good news.
Ding Jiaqi stopped Xiaoqing from doing this, on the grounds that Katie should tell Zhang Jing herself the news.
Candela and Penelope also know that Ortiz is the eldest princess.
Because of similar cognitions and concepts, they also don't talk much, and it's not an important matter anyway.
As for Ortiz himself.
She knew Zhang Jing because of antiques, and she was worried that someone would knock her bones and suck out her marrow, so she certainly didn't dare to say anything.
It can be said now, but there is no need. She is already an ordinary person.
Zhang Jing didn't know that a group of people were not pure-hearted.
Return to Dublin, put the camouflage leaves in your mouth in a deserted place after entering the country, and transform into Brian Burrough.
Afterwards, take the land route to the border between Kefei and North Kefei.
The scenery along the way is charming and the Nordic style is strong, but when you reach the border, the style changes suddenly.
Refugees, soldiers, security police, rescue teams, Red Cross, roadside tents, mercenaries, etc.
Take the port controlled by the Justice Army, take a minibus, cross the bridge into North Africa, and drive about 15 kilometers to the town of Owenstown.
Omagh, 25 kilometers due east of Owenstown, is a city of 50,000 people standing next to two cross highways.
Because the position is important, the fight is in full swing at this moment.
The place where Zhang Jing and the Norwegian Pirates competed was in an abandoned shopping mall inside Omagh.
There was no rush to go to Omagh, and the bus went to Owenstown. Zhang Jing stayed in a family hotel with no government buildings nearby.
A small room of six or seven square meters, full of childlike interest.
Close the door, take out your phone, connect to the homeowner's wireless network, and run the bridging code.
Contact the AI and guide it into the local network.
Because it is weak and has limited computing power, artificial intelligence can only work in designated areas for the time being and cannot cover the entire surface of the earth.
Have a night's rest.
At 7:55 the next morning, Zhang Jing rode a bicycle 25 kilometers to the designated battlefield in Omagh.
If cross-dressing isn't enough, put on a ghost face mask in advance.
I left my bicycle at the door and walked into the first floor of the shopping mall lobby, which was littered with garbage.
When Zhang Jing arrived, some people arrived at the same time, and some others had arrived in advance.
Two groups.
The team on the left consists of only yellow people, both male and female, wearing various masks on their faces and red cloth strips on their arms and thighs.
The team on the right includes whites and blacks, both men and women, wearing various masks on their faces and blue cloth strips on their arms and thighs.
Zhang Jing walked towards the team wearing red cloth strips.
When he was two meters away, he saw Zhang Jing, a white man, approaching. The leader of the red team reached out to stop him and said, "Give me your code name."
"I am Niutou No. 20."
What I knew in advance was that the leader was an elite member of the Kingdom of God who had retired from the special forces.
Except for Zhang Jing, everyone in the team is from the Kingdom of God.
This is done to achieve a tacit understanding and try to avoid a mess.
The information was correct, and the leader of the red team signaled Zhang Jing to stand in the team.
The time came to eight o'clock in the morning, and on the hour, five people from the middle team arrived.
Then the body search began. The center used a magnetic detector to search the bodies of the 40 red and blue team members.
Including watches, belts, necklaces, hard-toed shoes, etc., all are not allowed.
Search for half an hour and remove all items that violate the gambling agreement.
"According to the agreement," a middle-aged woman in her 40s in the intermediary side swept her eyes from the red team and the blue team, "the same two weapons are stored in the east and west stairwells on the second floor of the mall;
You have ten minutes to prepare, and the game starts at 8:40, subject to the whistle;
Surrenders are not allowed to be killed, and the outcome is until either party surrenders, or...all die. "
The initial decision was to capture the flag.
Later, the Norwegian pirates thought this was not bloody enough, so they changed it to a full surrender.
As the middleman finished speaking, the red and blue teams, with a total of 40 members, turned and ran towards the fire door marked with green letters behind them.
Behind the fire door is the building.
Zhang Jing followed the team into the stairwell and went all the way to the second floor, where he found the weapon.
Ten Aka rifles with a full magazine and thirty rounds of ammunition.
There are also ten identical dog-leg knives, nothing else.
"Quickly report your respective strengths and start by team number," the leader said wearing a monkey face mask, "I am No. 1, shooting and sparring are my strengths."
"No. 2 is good at shooting." No. 2 is a female team member and quickly follows the report.
"I'm good at scouting and sparring."
"..."
The reporting speed was very fast, and it was Zhang Jing's turn, "I am No. 20, I am good at using knives."
After listening to all the reports, the monkey-faced masked captain quickly assigned weapons and arranged the tactics.
but.
Everything has a twist, and Zhang Jing expressed his opinion on the arrangement.
