In July, the sun is just right.

In the territory of Venezuela, in the suburbs of South Wali, in a bungalow.

Two minutes after Jiang Yang hung up the phone, an unfamiliar number called.

It's Anmei.

"Second sister."

After An Shengsen's death, Jiang Yang's name and attitude towards the Seven Golden Flowers also changed very much.

No longer frivolous and casual, but treated like a real relative.

The second sister made An Mei, who was cold and calm outside, a little moved, and her voice on the phone was a little softer.

Without too many pleasantries, Anmei quickly asked Jiang Yang's address in Nanwali.

Jiang Yang held the phone while going to the door of the bungalow to check the street information and house number, and then told An Mei.

Anmei said she and the first Black Hawk members to arrive on a private business jet have arrived in South Wali City, and if they leave now, they will be able to reach Jiangyang's location in about 40 minutes.

It is not too easy for this group of top special operators who have undergone special training according to the international military to figure out the map, the surrounding environment, and solve the transportation problem after arriving in a new place.

Jiang Yang knew that he couldn't help them now, so he didn't ask more.

Anmei said on the phone that she had just bought a batch of second-hand off-road vehicles in the urban area of South Wali, and the procedures had basically been completed, and she could set off immediately. Zu Shengdong also brought some people from Gaslas to South Wali, and he also drove over, and he could arrive at about two or three o'clock in the morning.

This time, Zu Shengdong and An Mei led a team to and from Venezuela, although Duan Yusheng did not come over, but everything was arranged in an orderly manner.

Documents and transportation to various gates, and also prepared tens of millions of dollars for Zu Shengdong and Anmei.

This cost is mainly to ensure the clothing, food, housing, transportation, and basic salary of more than 1,000 people in the early stage, including the basic cost of setting up a security company in Venezuela.

With this 10 million, it can be regarded as saving Jiang Yang a lot of pressure.

At least so many people don't have to think about the cost upfront.

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Yang dug some mud in the yard, used ready-made sand and cement to simply mix the bottom and put it in a bucket, and went straight to the second floor.

The door of Si Mu's room had been kicked and broken, and it was hanging on the door frame with a dying breath, and it opened with a slight push of a finger.

Surprisingly, the girl had already cleaned up the house, and her clothes and bedding were neatly stacked, in stark contrast to the chaos that had existed before. Seven or eight bullet holes in the wall are the size of bowls, and they look shocking.

There was a book at the head of the bed, and the bookmark was stuck in the middle.

Put down the barrel, open it and look at it, it is much further back than the chapter I read yesterday, I guess this girl woke up and read a lot.

Wrong......

Jiang Yang had some doubts in his heart.

When she was reading last night, didn't Si Mu already fall asleep, and if she continued to read, she could understand the content?

Throwing the book back, Jiang Yang grabbed the wooden bed with both hands and pulled it back, then stepped on the stool and began to "work".

Use a scoop to make a paste that looks like mud is not mud, like concrete is not concrete, and Jiang Yang can't tell what it is, and adds it to those gun holes until the holes are filled, and then uses the scoop to wipe them and continue the next action of filling the holes in the wall.

These holes look like they were shot, and if you find outside workers to do this kind of errand, I am afraid that it will inevitably cause a lot of trouble.

After all, it is a private house, and the workers will definitely be shocked when they see the bullet holes in this wall, and when the time comes, they will call the police and come to interrogate, and then they will not be able to draw it.

How do you explain when the police come?

Said that I saw my face on the wall in the middle of the night, fighting ghosts?

Forget it, I guess if I explain it like this, I'll have to go to a mental hospital.

Rather than that, it's better to do it yourself.

As for Boss Jiang's way of solving the problem, it is quite rude, no matter what kind of mud cement and sand it is, as long as it is a powder that can be seen in the yard, use it

Tap the water pipe, stir the stick evenly, and wipe it on the wall!

The main reason is that the walls of Venezuela are really bad, several big holes have been penetrated, Jiang Yang is standing in Si Mu's room, and he can even see his pants hanging on the balcony.

This involves Boss Jiang's personal privacy, so naturally it must not be sloppy.

It's not hard to work on this thing!

Boss Jiang is very confident, he thinks that there is no work in the world that he can't do.

For example, when I met An Qian for the first time, her car broke down, and Boss Jiang repaired it on the spot, and this wall repair is naturally no exception.

Three times five divided by two, the hole in the wall has been blocked.

The gray paste was poured into the hole, and the excess part was smoothed onto the other white walls, in order not to waste the paste he had carefully concocted, Boss Jiang also carefully smeared the other white walls with a layer.

So that's good.

Boss Jiang took a step back and nodded with a satisfied smile. Clearly, he was pleased with his masterpiece.

At this time, one of the walls of Si Mu's room had already become a different picture, saying that it was the color of cement, not like, because the gray was dark and shallow, and there were sticky things dripping downward, and a lot of sand and spots could be faintly seen. It's concrete, but it's not like it, because it looks very strange and uneven.

It's like peeing and playing with mud when I was a child, the mud water was sprinkled in the sun, and the weird thing after drying is now the wall in Si Mu's room, and even the rough room has become a work of art compared to it, so you can imagine how terrible it is.

"Perfect."

Jiang Yang showed a look of intoxication, and his suit and leather shoes were already covered with a lot of gray and black things.

After looking closely at the walls, I still felt that something was inappropriate.

Although the big openings of those bowls are blocked, the color is still heavier than other walls, which looks weird.

Without doing anything, Boss Jiang simply went to his room to get some broken newspapers, boiled them into a paste with corn flour and used them as glue, smeared them on the wall, and then pasted the newspaper on the wall with a "pop".

Succeed with flying colors!

"I'm such a perfect man."

Jiang Yang sighed with emotion, pushed Si Mu's bed back, and then went downstairs with the wooden barrel and humming a small song.

But what the perfect man didn't know was that when he went out with his front feet, the walls were whirring and falling mud and sand due to the gradual drying effect.

The mud and sand were all on Si Mu's bedside and sheets, as well as her sexy pajamas.

As I washed my hands in the yard, I heard the sound of an engine outside the door.

A Land Cruiser at the head is followed by a dozen old-fashioned American Jeep SUVs.

Lu Xun stopped at the door, and a woman wearing cargo pants and a black vest got out of the car, her eyes were attentive, her hair was coiled high, and her ponytail was very long, and the whole person looked sporty.

Jiang Yang looked at the woman for a long time, almost unrecognizable.

She wears a black pendant around her neck with a black eagle carved into it, lifelike.

There was a string of beads on the wrist of his right hand, and Jiang Yang suddenly had a smile on his face.

"Second sister."

The person who came was Anmei.