Hong Bin to Phuket.
Zhang Jing then ended his leisure life and planned to take a commercial flight to Xiangjiang and then transfer from Xiangjiang to Phuket.
Just after arriving at the Los Angeles Airport, an accident happened. Someone was holding a military squad member nicknamed Big Pineapple with a light machine gun, and suddenly opened fire at the entrance and exit.
The crowd screamed and fled.
Zhang Jing hid behind the tire of a nearby car and fell down in fear.
Worried about being too unlucky, I took out a vibranium metal plate from the mithril space, put it in my bag, and held it in front of my head.
Forget it, I'm here to take a plane this time, and guns are not allowed on the plane.
In other words, it would not be reasonable to pull out a pistol and shoot the shooter to death.
Fortunately, the gunman did not kill for long, and the airport security police shot him dead.
Looking at the bodies lying on the ground in a pool of blood, Zhang Jing felt that crowded places were too dangerous. He got back in the car and called Barbie to ask her to arrange a Leopard plane.
The airport was in chaos and Zhang Jing drove away.
When he returned to No. 1550, he turned on the TV.
The first thing we saw was the sharp decline in the stock prices of various airlines.
The cause was the massacre at Los Angeles Airport, and the stock market reacted very quickly.
The second piece of news is that Deputy Secretary of State Enseq Branson shot and killed his wife at home.
The preliminary investigation reason is that Enseqi Branson was forced to fight back and was shot first in the thigh by his wife.
Some media previously confirmed that Enseqi Branson’s wife is a manic patient.
I didn't expect tragedy to happen this morning.
After a day's delay, we used a Leopard-branded business jet to leave Los Angeles the next morning.
Because mania is getting more and more serious, the Kingdom of God still prohibits direct flights from allied countries, so we can only fly to Temasek first.
You need to stay in Temasek for two days before flying to the Kingdom of God.
Zhang Jing didn't want to wait for two days, so he rested for half a day at home on the top floor of Temasek Building 59 to catch up on jet lag. At 9 o'clock that evening, he drove through the Johor-Singapore Causeway and entered Malay.
That's right.
Zhang Jing changed his mind and entered Phuket Island not by plane.
I entered Malai with my real identity and spent three days in nightclubs in Kuala Lumpur. This time I did it to prove why I entered Malai.
There are many people in Marais who believe in Musselin, but it is a place with freedom of belief.
Therefore, like the Thousand Islands area, it has both nightclubs and red light districts.
However, because of the epidemic of mania, there are people playing in nightclubs every night.
The closest thing to Zhang Jing was when he was doing serious business in the bathroom stall, and there was a fight outside.
Very exciting!
After three days of fun, on the morning of the fourth day, Zhang Jing officially entered the target area from the land gate of Malay and Phuket.
First take the bus to Bangkok Hilton Hotel.
In the hotel lobby, Zhang Jing noticed that among the resting crowd, there were two people carrying pistols and hidden communication devices.
Ignore them and go straight to the front desk to get a room with a double bed.
Room 08 on the 15th floor.
In the elevator, I sent a message to two temporary girlfriends who lived locally.
That is, Chaya with pink bellyband and Natabo with rubber coat and rubber pants.
The two of them belong to the financial management of the two princesses. Although they look like gray social elder sisters, they are actually serious master's students who graduated from the Department of Finance.
The princess' financial expert is definitely not mediocre.
Waiting takes time, Zhang Jing took a bath while looking for Hong Bin.
Very easy to find.
Four floors apart and five rooms away, Hong Bin, who has both legs broken and is in a wheelchair, is among them.
There are gunmen in the room opposite Hong Bin's room and the room on the left.
Think with your feet, certainly the irs, the armed forces of the Allied Intelligence Agency.
In this case, Zhang Jing immediately gave up kidnapping Hong Bin and gave up Hong Bin's money.
Use a dedicated mobile phone and send the message to Lao Daijin
.
Order him to kill every member of Hong Bin's family, and finally kill Hong Bin himself. The task line can be five years of slow torture.
at the same time.
Zhang Jing appeared at the Bangkok Hilton Hotel and attracted the attention of the IRS.
This discovery shocked them. Could it be that Zhang Jing was behind the kidnapping?
Not long after I thought this, less than twenty minutes later, I saw two young girls entering room 1508 where Zhang Jing lived, one after the other.
Thinking of Zhang Jing's past glorious deeds, it feels natural.
Continue to protect Hong Bin who lives on the eighteenth floor.
The beauty has arrived.
Zhang Jing completely forgot about Hong Bin.
Long time no see, it’s just like the wind and rain.
After three hours of work, Zhang Jing asked interestingly, "Do you have a boyfriend?"
"Manage money for the princess," Panatabo asked Zhang Jing, "How dare you have a boyfriend?"
Chaya, the pink bellyband, nodded in approval.
Zhang Jing felt happy that he had taken advantage of him again.
"Why did you come to Bangkok?" Picaya asked.
"There is no reason," Zhang Jing kissed Pichaya's chest as he spoke, "I just missed you, so I made a special trip here."
Pichaya and Panatabo are employees of two rival princesses respectively.
Earlier, I never expected that because of a gambling game, I would have a boyfriend together.
Of course, they were also very happy. Zhang Jing's status was not low after all.
They can't publicly have boyfriends, so a private union is just right.
Keep kissing me until I'm hungry.
As a rare occasion, Zhang Jing decided to spend time with his temporary girlfriend.
Go out and go downstairs, take Pichaya and Natabo to the restaurant on the fourth floor for lunch.
Unexpectedly and reasonably, I met Hong Bin in a wheelchair in a restaurant, accompanied by a middle-aged man who didn't look like his wife.
Unexpectedly, Hong Bin had a metal object implanted under his skin where his knee was injured.
No need to guess, it must be a tracking device, which made Zhang Jing feel that the enemy was determined to catch him.
Hong Bin recognized Zhang Jing at the same time and had met him at a party held by Liang Mingyu.
Since we have never spoken to each other, we are not considered acquaintances.
Seeing Zhang Jing accompanied by two beautiful women, Hong Bin didn't think much. He could find on the Internet that someone was a nightclub fanatic and loved beautiful women.
Just the opposite of his hobbies.
After thinking for seven or eight seconds, Hong Bin motioned to the middle-aged man behind him to push him to Zhang Jing.
"Hello Mr. Zhang Jing," Hong Bin said with a forced smile on his face with his legs still splinted in the restaurant with a smooth floor, "My name is Hong Bin. I didn't expect to meet you here."
Zhang Jing and his two girlfriends had just sat down and said in a humorous tone: "I didn't expect that I would be caught by an acquaintance after traveling so far to date a beautiful woman."
"Haha," Hong Bin smiled happily, "This is a classy thing, no one will blame it."
Zhang Jing kept his expression just right and asked, "Are you coming to travel?"
"On business trip."
Zhang Jing nodded and would not invite the other party to eat together, and there was no more topic to talk about.
Feeling the distance, Hong Bin, who was broad and strong and had a strong sense of officialdom, left wisely.
There was no one else, and the three of them gathered in front of a round table at close range. Pichaya whispered, "That guy just now doesn't look like a good person."
"I can feel it too," Panatabo added, "that guy is most likely bad, evil and has no bottom line."
Zhang Jing was speechless, he felt the same way.
I originally thought that I knew in advance that the other party had done many bad things, so I didn't have a good impression of him.
