Mumbai.
Liang Jieyang took three bodyguards with him, drove from the airport to the city center, and stayed at the Royal Hotel, which has strict security.
On the surface it was to meet with pharmaceutical raw material suppliers, but in reality she knew it was to go fishing.
As expected, only half a day later, she received information that three white men who wanted to kill her had followed her to Mumbai.
There is nothing to do, just pretend to meet the suppliers in the hotel, ask them to restore the supply to the Blanche Laboratory order, and ignore the Allies' ban.
It was clear that nothing came of the negotiations.
As long as we are still hanging around in the global village, we will not be able to escape the financial, supply, and daily life networks of our allies.
Suppliers want to make money, but they dare not for fear of being sanctioned.
Fortunately, Liang Jieyang was not disappointed. She had no intention of convincing the supplier, she was just fishing.
On the fourth day in Mumbai, where Liang Jieyang could not be seen.
Three Latinos and two Hispanics were mixed in the crowd, walking towards a car parked in front of a street store from three directions.
The white man sitting in the driver's seat is a very experienced veteran, and his eyes are always looking around.
But the people trained by Shannon and Roland were not bad either, and there was no eye contact with the target.
It wasn't until the distance was only five or six meters that the Hispanic who came to the side of the cab showed the small Uzi submachine gun in his arms and fired fiercely at the cab.
32 rounds of 9mm pistol bullets, empty in 2-3 seconds.
The target was beaten to death in the cab before he could make any reaction.
The other two targets were shopping in a small store and were surrounded by four other gunmen from both sides to empty the bomb nests.
I thought sea lions were awesome, but they were just ordinary people who could bleed and die.
With the mission completed, the five people turned around and disappeared into the chaotic crowd.
Liang Jieyang returned to Xiangjiang on the same day.
Far away in the Allies, National Deputy Secretary of State Enseq Branson learned that three sea lion members died in Indy.
They wanted to take revenge on Liang Jieyang, but they died tragically on the streets of Mumbai.
This Enseq Branson was blown up. The last time it suffered such a big loss was in Amoukhan. An RGP grenade was launched from the mountain and hit the Chinook cabin.
More than 20 sea lions + more than 20 Ah Mou Khan's puppet special forces, a total of more than 40 people were killed.
This time, there were as many as 15 sea lion members killed in Blanche's hands!
In charge of the Brancy incident, Enseqi Branson, who was in his sixties, vowed to kill Liang Jieyang and decisively sent elite agents to Xiangjiang.
Zhang Jingzai didn't know Enseqi Branson's decision. He received the mission completion message on Hungbeigan 924.
Successfully killed three malicious men on the streets of Mumbai.
This time, we have to thank Loot artificial intelligence, which trained AI security and AI cameras to analyze those with malicious intentions.
Otherwise Liang Jieyang was in danger, but now he is fine and life can go on.
Zhang Jinggang thought this way, and the beautiful big cock sent a message.
'Analyzing Enseqi Branson's character, there is more than a 65% chance that he will choose to continue revenge. '
'Threatening his granddaughter's safety will most likely be effective. '
Zhang Jing sent the information to Lao Daijin and asked him to execute it.
At the same time, he called Liang Jieyang and asked her to stay in the Blanche headquarters with Anu behind closed doors.
There is no possibility that the Blanche headquarters will be breached, and Xiangjiang itself is safe.
Coupled with AI security and strict manual security, there is no risk in theory.
Leave things to your subordinates.
Zhang Jing glanced at his watch and saw that it was already half past ten. At eleven in the morning, Xiao Yunyun asked him to have lunch in advance.
After saying goodbye to Silan and his two sons, Zhang Jing took the car keys and left No. 924.
Go out quietly.
An ordinary-looking black X5 bulletproof car, slamming the accelerator to the abandoned track, in a restaurant called 'Farm BBQ'.
I saw Xiao Yunyun wearing a black dress.
When they met and hugged each other, Xiao Yunyun was even worse than Candela, and said foolishly: "Brother Zhang, I miss you so much."
"Why did you choose this place?" Zhang Jing replied, "You don't seem to like eating meat, right?"
"You like eating meat," Xiao Yunyun said in a licking tone, "That's why you chose this place."
"Okay, I really like eating meat." Zhang Jing was polite. As he spoke, he walked to the long dining table near the door of the restaurant and sat down.
Xiao Xiaoyun sat down opposite.
A waitress in her twenties came over with a menu to order, and greeted her warmly: "Boss mat, beautiful lady, welcome. What do you want to eat?"
Zhang Jing was speechless. Didn’t it mean that white people looked confused when they looked at Asians?
Seeing her enthusiasm, Zhang Jing placed two green bills on the dining table and said, "Please order for us, thank you."
"Okay," the waitress said with a smile as she was not responsible for the cashier and did not take any money. "I am lucky to order food for Boss Mat."
"This is also my luck," Zhang Jing smiled and raised his right hand as he spoke, "I love you."
The waitress laughed happily and reached out to high-five Zhang Jing.
Immediately, he turned around and left, feeling as if he was watching the rice drama "Broken Sisters". 33
In less than three minutes, the first dish arrived.
"Bottled bacon," the waitress in her twenties introduced, "This is our specialty appetizer."
Zhang Jing praised, "It looks delicious."
"Try it," the waiter said without walking away immediately, "This is fresh out of the oven."
Zhang Jing picked up a piece of bacon, which was about the length of an adult's hand and about the width of two fingers, with obvious grill marks on the surface, and took a big bite.
It smells like bacon, tastes like honey, and tastes juicy.
"This is great," Zhang Jing gave a thumbs up, "Please continue."
"What to drink?" the waitress asked.
Zhang Jing looked at Xiao Yunyun.
Xiao Yunyun looked at Wen Wenya and said, "Please give me a glass of mango juice, thank you."
"Give me a bottle of rock beer," Zhang Jing followed the order, "add ice."
The beers and drinks arrived first, followed closely by the brisket caper fries.
Rectangular aluminum plate, large portion, Zhang Jing and Xiao Yunyun shared one portion.
Xiao Yunyun ate gracefully.
Zhang Jing picked up a big lump with a fork, which contained large chunks of beef brisket + gravy + French fries + cheese, which had a stringy texture.
A big mouthful, super refreshing.
Another sip of cold beer, life has reached its peak.
There was food in his stomach and he was not that hungry. Zhang Jing asked Xiao Yunyun, "Princess Xiao, do you have anything to do with me?"
"It's okay," Xiao Yunyun, who was slightly chubby, shook his head, "I haven't seen you for a long time. I miss you very much."
Zhang Jing was speechless, but he didn't say anything to keep people away. Depression would be troublesome.
At this time, the waiter brought a large metal plate, like a large aluminum lunch box, about 60 centimeters long and 40 kilometers wide.
It's like a large fruit platter, filled with meat.
However, the waiter was stunned one meter away from Zhang Jing's dining table, looking at the door of the restaurant.
Xiao Yunyun also looked at the door of the restaurant, a little dull.
Zhang Jing panicked for a second and instinctively wanted to throw out the heavy shield, but he resisted looking back and saw that the situation was indeed very bad.
I didn't expect it to be so unlucky. It's just a meal. Is it necessary?
Some people died, but not completely...
