Xiao Xiaotian quickly received a rejection reply.
But Ding Jiaqi still wanted to buy land, and Xiao Xiaotian also clearly refused.
The land in District D is not for sale, even if it is useless salty land.
Unless you have an important contribution, you can barely consider it.
Now these two neutrons refuse the mission and still want to buy land. What are they thinking? ?
Xiao Xiaotian became angrier the more he thought about it.
Ding Jiaqi is a good match for Zhang Jingzheng, but Xiao Yunyun is still a newcomer, why doesn't Zhang Jing care about some kindness? ? ?
In fact, Zhang Jing has feelings and conscience, but he just doesn't want to get too close to Xiao Xiaotian, a half-civilian and half-official.
...
Los Angeles.
Because three people were killed in the invasion of No. 1550 last night, the League District Yamen decided to mediate for Zhang Jing and the tempering division.
Mediation is for the sake of social stability. You cannot kill me today and I will kill you tomorrow, creating an alliance zone like the Middle East.
The mediator is Jeb Brown, who is about to expire at the end of the year and is running for governor.
This is a man about 1.9 meters tall, of medium build, sixty-six years old, who looks a bit like an old and confused man in his youth.
He is also a rich man.
Owns commercial assets including restaurants, theaters, wineries, hotels, ski resorts and more.
His son, Jeb, was killed by Zhang Jing in an abandoned mine in Ulaanbaatar.
After having lunch at No. 1550's house, Zhang Jing was somewhat surprised when he received a call from Old Jeb.
"Jack," Old Jeb said in a more friendly and kind tone, "I want to reconcile with Mr. Temperator for you and end unnecessary wars."
Jeb Brown is the governor. Except that he has no diplomatic power or military power, his other status is not much different from that of the emperor.
Zhang Jing excused himself, "I have no conflict with the tempering master."
"Jack," Jeb Brown pointed out, "that's what the FBI director meant."
'The FBI belongs to the direct line, which means that this may be what Bai Gong meant.
"No problem," Zhang Jing readily agreed, "I have no major conflicts with the tempering master and we can reconcile."
"Okay," Old Jeb said in a good mood, "I'm going to call Mr. Tempering Master now. If it's okay, let's have dinner together tonight."
Zhang Jing agreed.
After hanging up the phone, Zhang Jing held the phone and thought quietly, suspecting that it was a trap.
It’s a matter of life and death, and it’s hard to overestimate how miserable and dark other people’s thoughts are.
On the other side, Old Jack called the temperer and proposed mediation.
"My grandson was beaten to death!" Hearing Old Jeb say on the phone that he wanted to mediate, the tempering master went crazy. "He was killed by Zhang Jing and Candela, and I will definitely make them pay the price!"
"This is the decision of the FBI director," Old Jeb reminded the hardener. "If you refuse, you will bear the corresponding consequences."
The tempering master's brain was spinning at a high speed. It was impossible to let Zhang Jing go, and force was not an option, so he decided to go with the flow.
"Okay," the temperer agreed, "I accept mediation. Jack Zhang needs to be responsible for Timothy's death, and the price is 300 million yuan in compensation."
"Six o'clock in the evening, the West Beverly Hilton Hotel," Old Jeb set the location on the phone, "I will invite Jack Zhang over, and we can meet and chat."
The Quencher agreed.
Old Jeb called Zhang Jing for the second time, without mentioning the 300 million yuan, and told him the time and place to meet.
At 5:30 in the afternoon, Zhang Jing drove a black bulletproof Tiger car from his home at No. 1550.
Pass the intersection of Ulhollanddr and Losangelesca.
When they were about to leave the north side of the track, a red Chevrolet car rushed over from the opposite side and stopped the bulletproof car.
Then two masked gunmen armed with 47 rifles got out of the red car.
One on the front, one on the side, shooting wildly at the driver's seat.
The sound of the rifle is crisp and sweet.
But it failed to break through the glass quickly, nor could it break through the car body, which made the gunman feel incredible.
They knew that Zhang Jing used a bulletproof car, but bulletproof cars generally only protect against submachine guns such as Uzis and P5s, and castrated versions of rifles.
And they use 47 automatic rifles, which have a fast rate of fire and high power.
Because it was inside a bustling city, the shark hand had to escape without killing the target immediately.
Give up the goal, turn around and get back on the bus.
Zhang Jing got out of the car at the right time, hid his body behind the car door, and used his legally held 500 revolver to fight back.
500 nicknamed hand cannon, a half-meter-long large revolver, and a bullet as wide as an adult's hand. It ignored the red Chevrolet car sheet, seat, and body armor, and penetrated the driver's body from the back.
It's like a big hole in the chest.
The reason why the shot was so accurate was entirely due to the metal visibility, which allowed Zhang Jing to ignore the obstruction of the car body and aim directly at the gunman.
The gunman sitting in the passenger seat did not expect his companion to die so simply and tragically.
He decisively got out of the car and raised his gun to fight back, but was shot through the body by a powerful bullet.
The bullet went through the car door and opened a big hole in his stomach.
The sudden shootout sparked chaos, with passing cars and people fleeing in terror.
The first police car arrived within 70 seconds.
By this time, Zhang Jing had thrown away his revolver, sat back in the car, and was surrounded by security police with guns.
Old Jeb, who was the mediator, was greeting the 93-year-old hardener at the entrance of the Hilton Hotel one kilometer away at the same time.
At this time, the assistant stepped forward and whispered in Old Jeb's ear, knowing that Zhang Jing was attacked on the road.
Looking at the tempering master again, the expression on Old Jeb's face changed from smile to solidification, "Did you send someone to attack Zhang Jing?"
The wheelchair-bound hardener didn't deny it.
"He's not dead!" Old Jeb gritted his teeth at the brightly lit hotel entrance and whispered, "This will cause more trouble and chaos!"
The Temperator was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect the people from Shadow Defense Company to be such useless people, and then he felt worried for his own safety.
Although you are 93 years old, who doesn’t want to live longer?
Old Jebu also realized that Zhang Jing would soon retaliate against the tempering master, and took the initiative to push the wheelchair out, "Go into the hotel, it's dangerous outside."
The quencher felt warm in his heart, the governor loved him.
After passing the dark golden glass door, there was a spacious and bright hall, just as the two of them breathed a sigh of relief.
Ten meters away, deep in the hall, a middle-aged man who looked like a waiter pulled out a pistol from under the towel on the cleaning cart and fired two shots at them.
Only two shots were fired, and the waiter turned and ran away toward the side passage.
Frightened, he collapsed to the ground. Old Jeb, wearing a suit and ties, quickly touched himself.
There was no blood, no injuries, and I felt relieved.
However, when he saw the tempering master sitting in a wheelchair, the old man's cloudy eyes were half-opened. He had been shot twice in the chest and had expired.
The belated hotel staff and hotel customers began to scream.
The tempering division's bodyguards were in a mess, some chasing the killer, others calling an ambulance.
After reacting, Old Jeb sighed heavily.
As the governor, for him, it would be best if Zhang Jing died.
It doesn't matter if it's the temperer who dies.
The key is to keep your boots on the ground, otherwise your life will be restless.
The rest of the matter has nothing to do with him as the governor. A bigger figure will personally come to the end and warn Zhang Jing and the people of the Quenching Division faction not to mess around in the alliance area.
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