Riding a motorcycle, an unlicensed curved beam motorcycle coming from Yangon.
I planned to go around in a circle to the beach and leave from the sea. Unexpectedly, I never expected that the woman I saw in the scope would quickly chase me on a motorcycle made by DK.
Zhang Jing was stunned. He couldn't be exposed, and the motorcycle under his butt couldn't move fast.
I can only pretend to be determined and continue to move forward without any hurry or delay.
Fortunately, his local skin color, appearance, and broken motorcycle served as a good protection. When the woman passed by, she just stared at him for a second, and then continued to chase him.
Zhang Jing felt relieved, okay, okay.
Lao Daijin ran away, and the beautiful big cock said that the opponent's force was beyond the limit, and he was really not easy to mess with.
The rest was smooth, we made a circle and returned to a remote spot in the strait, put away the motorcycle, entered the sea water and released the vat beans, using it as a water buffalo.
When we arrived at the deep water area and planned to float to the surface and launch the speedboat, we accidentally discovered strange metal on the seabed.
He signaled Gandou to dive down, and in a moment he saw the seabed reaching a depth of about 50 meters. Among the seaweed and rocks, there was a wooden sunken ship that had almost turned into mud.
Looking at the general shape, the sunken ship is about 40 or 50 meters long. There are many scattered metal products, most of which are hidden under the mud and sea sand.
There was a lot of time and a lot of oxygen bottles. Zhang Jing was not in a hurry and collected as many as possible.
A large rusty blade, a rotten matchlock gun, heavily oxidized iron armor, a complete rust-free anchor, ship nails, a series of carpenter tools, silver seals...etc.
There is no gold, silver or jewelry. Comprehensive analysis shows that this is a Ming Dynasty ship that sank on its way home.
There were a lot of things. Zhang Jing used four oxygen bottles underwater and took 3.5 hours to surface. The stars were like silk in the sky and it was already 11:30 in the evening.
Some people are happy and some are sad. When Zhang Jing was working underwater, a key fighter designer was killed. Amu Yamen held a press conference in London to express strong condemnation.
He vowed to catch the murderer and sent many experts to the incident site to investigate.
Zhang Jing was not surprised at all. Anyway, nothing could be found. The next day was the day of the F1 competition. Temasek had a large area of road closed and there was a huge flow of tourists. It was hard to find a hotel room along the track.
Zhang Jing cheered Lindsay up during the game.
"I will definitely not be last place this time!" Lindsay, wearing a green, red, and black racer uniform and a full-face helmet with big eyes and bright eyes, swore to the sky.
Xiu Shu.com, "I want to win glory for Tiger Brand!"
Looking at the excited Lindsay, Zhang Jing reached out and patted her shoulder, "Come on..."
'Don't embarrass yourself.' I said this in my heart.
Encouraged by her boyfriend, Lindsay screamed and sat in her No. 17 car, an F1 car specially built by Tiger engineers. The body was low and the racer had to climb in. .Ь.
Wearing a light blue dress and a beige round-neck top, Liang Jieshu elegantly squatted outside the cab window to remind Lindsay, "Safety first."
Lindsay gave a left thumbs up.
At this time, Zhang Jing noticed that the seven men and three women in Lindsay's team were all looking at Liang Jieshu's beautiful buttocks.
Although Zhang Jing is jealous, he can understand that Liang Jieshu's S-shaped figure is indeed amazing.
In addition, her good looks are not bad, she is much prettier than Suzuki Airi and Nakajo Ayumi who are fried chicken.
As the car with the Tiger car advertisement printed on it slowly entered the track, Liang Jieshu returned to Zhang Jing and said in a worried tone: "Lindsay may risk her performance."
"Don't worry," Zhang Jing comforted his girlfriend, "she will become a mother soon and will not risk her life."
Liang Jieshu knew about pregnancy and nodded.
After a burst of fireworks, amid the cheers of the crowd, the race officially began, with thirty-seven racing cars roaring off.
It is impossible for the audience to follow the racing and watch. They mainly watch the big screen and listen to the host's explanation.
The first 20 seconds of the start were very good. Lindsay was in the middle and lower position, not at the bottom. This made Zhang Jing sigh. Lindsay must have spent a lot of time training.
After twenty seconds, it slowly started to fall behind, hovering between the sixth to last and the eighth to last.
Surprisingly, Liszt, who was knocked unconscious by his punch before, always ranked third and fourth. He had good driving skills and was very fast.
This is what Zhang Jing wants to see. Liszt has no chance to retaliate against Lindsay on the court.
Time passed and at the end of the first lap, Lindsay was sixth from the bottom.
A sudden stop occurred in the designated area, and members of the racing team quickly stepped forward to change the four wheels.
"Jack," Lindsay shouted excitedly from the driver's seat, "I'm not the last one!"
Zhang Jing smiled, gave her a thumbs up, and encouraged her, "Come on, stay safe."
Only one screw was screwed in, and the four tires had been replaced as he spoke. Lindsay set off again, the engine roared and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"Motor racing is cool," Liang Jieshu envied. "No wonder failure can't defeat her."
On the second lap, Lindsay managed to advance one place, eighth from the bottom, which made her very happy.
Yelling when changing tires.
At the end of the third lap, Lindsay finished ninth from the bottom and achieved a historic result. She got off the car and rushed to Zhang Jing to hug him. She was so excited and happy that she burst into laughter.
Unable to contain his excitement, he said, "Jack, I made history, I ran the best time!"
"Yes," Zhang Jing took off Lindsay's helmet and praised without hesitation, "You are the best and the most handsome. This game is super cool."
The first, second and third place were celebrating by popping champagne, and a group of reporters gathered around the top three to take photos.
I heard someone smiling happier than them. Those who didn't know the situation thought that No. 17 was the first place.
No matter what others think, Lindsay has always jumped from the bottom to the ninth place. She has made obvious and huge progress, which is worthy of celebration.
At this happy moment, Zhang Jing felt his phone vibrate slightly.
Bad news comes in.
After the Mai family went bankrupt, Grand Coconut Bank held 320 million yuan of its stock, which was distributed to the Bogota factory after liquidation.
Zhang Jing originally planned to use it as a stronghold, but two employees who flew over to take over the factory were beaten to death by the local gray gang.
Ask another employee to send a message asking Grand Coconut Bank to hand over the factory to the 13k gang for free.
This situation has gone beyond the scope of normal business operations. Considering that an employee was killed, Zhang Jing decided to eliminate the 13k gang.
The Gray Gang, like the yamen, collects taxes (protection fees) from ordinary people. It seems unbelievable in District D now, but in previous years, it existed ten, fifteen, or twenty years ago.
Not to mention that in Colombia, the local government is not so much governed by yamen as it is dominated by numerous gray gangs and criminal groups.
The question is, who should we send?
Zhang Jingben thought of Wang Ju and Wang Li, mother and daughter with Colombian nationality, but the beautiful big cock analyzed that they were intelligence agents from the alliance area.
Intelligence agents, especially intelligence agents and spies working abroad, almost always live with their heads tucked into their waistbands. They are often very vigilant, difficult to change bosses, and difficult to return to their original duties.
The thought flashed through my mind, and this choice was brushed away.
After much thought, Zhang Jing decided to call Si Lan's friend and bodyguard, Xiao Yu.
"The second update is here. The next update will be around ten o'clock tomorrow morning."
