Before causing trouble, they often accuse their opponents of many things to make their actions just.
What Zhang Jing is encountering now is that he has become a villain who can be punished by others, who has no bottom line and does all kinds of evil.
At 2 o'clock in the middle of the night, Zhang Jing met Candela at No. 638 Siena Road, Bellaire.
It's not easy to meet Wang Sisi, Silan, and Ortiz, as it might implicate them.
It's okay with Candela, adventure is normal for her.
Wearing pajamas and a pistol strapped to her smooth thigh, Candela looked at her boyfriend from close range. Candela asked confusedly, "Why did you come back? It's very dangerous here."
"The tempering master has gone crazy," Zhang Jing hugged his friend + brother + girlfriend, "I came back to give him a chance."
Kandela later realized that if the tempering master was not given a chance, the other party would randomly find someone close to Zhang Jing to attack, and the consequences would be even worse.
But both Zhang Jing and Candela overestimated the tempering master's determination to avenge Timothy.
He not only hired Shadow Company to send people to deal with Zhang Jing himself.
They also hired Gray Gang members from Los Angeles to invade Manor No. 1550 at midnight, intending to kill Wang Sisi and Fan Simin so that Zhang Jing could experience the feeling of losing a lover.
Fortunately, there is a beautiful big rooster, which uses surveillance to protect everyone around Zhang Jing at all times.
The Gray Gang members were still 1.5 kilometers away from No. 1550. After passing a few cameras on the road, the probability of the three people in the car going to take revenge on those around Zhang Jing was 60%.
When the Gray Gang members drove through another intersection and continued toward No. 1550, the analysis probability increased to 75%.
In this case, an alarm must be issued, and the information will be notified to Zhang Jing, Wang Sisi, and Fan Simin at the same time.
Activate a bipedal robot left in No. 1550.
Wang Sisi and Fan Simin were sleeping soundly on the bed in the master bedroom in the middle of the night when they were woken up by the harsh di! di! sound.
With disheveled hair and sleepy eyes, they picked up the screaming cell phone, and the message reminded them to hide in the safe room.
I would rather believe that there is.
Wang Sisi and Fan Siminchi trotted out of the bedroom wearing slippers and took the stairs to the basement.
It was here that my boyfriend called me.
"Uncle...Brother Zhang," Wang Sisi said in a panic, "The alarm message reminded us to go to the safe room. Simin and I are heading to the basement."
Zhang Jing smiled. He suddenly found that Candela, who was killing people with his rifle, was lovable.
Wang Sisi and Fan Simin, who are obedient, well-behaved and cute, are not bad either.
"Lock the door from the inside," Zhang Jing reminded Wang Sisi. "Don't open the door to anyone until I come."
"Okay," Wang Sisi answered, "Simin and I have arrived at the safe room, and Simin is locking the door."
After hanging up the phone, Zhang Jing must go to No. 1550.
Although safe room No. 1550 is similar to an ordinary small bank vault and relatively safe, there is concern that the enemy's firepower will be too strong.
You can't trust the robot 100% either. It has many advantages and obvious disadvantages.
A strong electromagnetic pulse will cause it to freeze for about a minute.
One minute is enough for the enemy to rush forward and completely destroy the robot.
By the time Zhang Jing and Candela drove five kilometers to the place, the three intruders had been shot dead in the yard. .
They were all shot in the forehead and heart.
The shooter was a robot, using a legally owned AK semi-automatic rifle.
After killing people, it had put down its rifle, returned to the living room, turned into a metal box and squatted in the corner, entering standby mode.
Without rushing to call the police, Zhang Jing found Wang Sisi and Fan Simin in the underground safe room of the villa.
Wang Sisi wore cute cotton pajamas, and Fan Simin wore sexy silk pajamas. When Zhang Jing hugged them, his head was serious, but his hands couldn't help but make some small moves.
It made the two of them blush more than the other.
"Don't go shopping or hold parties recently," Zhang Jing reminded the women.
Friend, "If you are bored, you can go to a farm and live for a few days."
Wang Sisi nodded and said, "We will stay at home."
"good."
While talking, Zhang Jing kissed Wang Sisi and Fan Simin on their lips, touching them with rain and dew.
Next it's time to dispose of the body.
Legal killing.
Call the police to collect the body.
Soon the door of No. 1550 was crowded with police cars and ambulances.
The deputy director of the Beverly Police Department recognized Zhang Jing and Candela. The former was the former boss of AT, and the latter had just killed the grandson of a big shot.
"Mr. Zhang, Miss Candela," the deputy director with a star on the collar of his police uniform asked, "who killed these... intruders?"
"It doesn't matter who killed them," Kande reminded the deputy director, "what matters is the reason why they invaded No. 1550."
The dark-skinned deputy director, who was in his fifties, had no objection. Regardless of the reason, he invaded someone's house at two or three in the morning and was beaten to death. His death was in vain.
"We will find out the identity of the deceased as soon as possible," the dark-skinned deputy director said, "and find out the reason why they invaded No. 1550."
As he spoke, the dark-skinned deputy director suspected that it was related to the tempering master.
After all, Candela had just killed the tempering master's grandson, and the direction was obvious.
Looking at the deputy director with the police lights flashing, Candela had no hope that the other party would be able to find out what was going on behind the scenes, not to mention the strict legal constraints and the invisible constraints of political power.
Since 1940, the more than half a million unmarked graves and massive backlog of cases in Los Angeles are proof of this.
At dawn, the security police removed the cordon tape near the courtyard and courtyard walls. The on-site investigation was completed and everyone evacuated.
After a hard night, Zhang Jing was tired and sleepy. He fell on the bed and became sleepy in a second.
....
Far away in Shenzhen, after careful consideration and scientific research, Ding Jiaqi thought that she could take over Xiao Xiaotian's mission.
Completed the revenge mission seven years apart and obtained the qualification to purchase 300,000 acres of saline-alkali land.
But this matter required her boyfriend to decide and execute it, so she wrote a message of more than 200 words and sent it out.
Zhang Jing saw the message from Ding Jiaqi during lunch time.
It roughly means that barren, useless saline-alkali land can be used to grow crops developed by its own seed company.
The crop is a dark brown potato.
It doesn’t taste as good as Northeastern potatoes, nor does it look as good as Central Plains potatoes, but it can be used to brew a unique and nutritious vodka.
If you want to get 300,000 acres of saline-alkali land, you need to complete the revenge mission given by Xiao Xiaotian.
The specific mission is to eliminate a bandit organization in Ethiopia and kill an intelligence agent from the intelligence bureau in the alliance area.
Zhang Jing's first reaction was that he didn't want to take the mission.
Killing an intelligence agent is not a trivial matter. If the district government gets caught, the consequences are unpredictable.
There is no way to leave any excuse for Xiao Xiaotian.
But the palace sent such a long message, obviously hoping that he would agree.
Generally speaking, Zhang Jing is never ambiguous when rejecting others, but Zhenggong is still working with a big belly, so it is really difficult to reject her cruelly.
But, everything has a twist.
Keep doing the hard but right things.
Sitting at the dining table, holding his mobile phone, Zhang Jing also wrote a long article of more than 200 words to reply to Ding Jiaqi.
The information contained a lot of information and the tone was very tactful, but it was actually just two words - no.
It’s half past eleven in the middle of the night in Zhencheng.
Lying on the bed, watching her boyfriend reply with euphemistic words, Ding Jiaqi had a smile on her face.
She knew Zhang Jing's character and rejected others easily. It was really hard to send him so many words.
However, the task can be abandoned.
She must find an opportunity to get the land thing done.
Salty lands are unsuitable for growing most crops, or yield very low yields.
But if the newly discovered brown potatoes and the salty earth are a match made in heaven
, even if it doesn’t taste good, we still have to plant it.
Brewing is secondary.
It is important for the longevity of Chinese civilization.
When encountering special circumstances, special weather, or no food in the future, it doesn’t matter whether it tastes good or not. As long as you eat it until your stomach is full, it’s a good thing.
Ding Jiaqi must find a way to accomplish this kind of good thing that can both make money and gain fame.
But what Ding Jiaqi didn't know was that Zhang Jing just didn't want to get too close to Xiao Xiaotian.
'He has handed over to Chen Guang the task of wiping out a bandit organization in Ethiopia.
Chen Guang's wife died in West Africa, and his daughter lives in the Mountain Peak Ranch. He first trained in San Pedro for half a year and is currently working as a mercenary in North Africa.
He hasn't died for so long, so he can go do something.
What needs to be explained is that training and training Chen Guang was not due to Zhang Jing's bad conscience. If he hadn't done so, Chen Guang would have committed suicide long ago.
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