After sleeping until dawn, Zhang Chi got up and cleaned up, chose to go around his ranch, and then went to the ranch in the west to take a look.

When she got home, Merica was almost awake, Zhang Chi started to prepare for cooking, and in less than a minute after the meal was ready, Merica had already changed her clothes and went downstairs.

The two had breakfast together, Merika continued to stay at home, and Zhang Chi drove into the car and came to the protest team, ready to continue his work.

Knowing the similar result, Zhang Chi felt that everything he saw was actually not very interesting, the slogans were shouting all over the sky, and everyone had already calculated it, and the news was not sent because some people wanted to take advantage of the current situation and make a fortune.

Some people say that it is boring for a person to live too transparently, Zhang Chi seems to understand this truth a little, but for him, some things have been seen through, and just like that, there is always a group of people in this world, no matter what you do, he can make money, unless you have a big reshuffle.

But what if it's a group of people?

Counting the long history of human society, all the dragon slayers have finally become the group of people they hate the most.

"What are you looking at?"

Miller saw that half of Zhang Chi's body was leaning out of the trench, squinting at the National Guard over there, and opened his mouth to ask.

"It's nothing, I just haven't seen this big formation."

Zhang Chi smiled at Miller.

Miller said: "What is this, it's only armored vehicles that are dispatched over there, look at our side."

After saying that, Miller stretched out his finger and pointed to the sky.

There are several planes in the sky, most of them are old-fashioned planes, but one of them is particularly conspicuous, it is a jet aircraft, and it is also a military service, the famous F16, of course, this is still a private jet, and it is still a kind of goods, it can fly, except for avionics and other systems, all weapon systems are dismantled.

In addition to the F16, there are some propeller aircraft, don't look at them as propeller aircraft, but most of them are antique aircraft, Zhang Chi recognized two one is a P51 Mustang, the other is a British Spitfire, and another Zhang Chi feels like a German Stuka, but he can't confirm it.

This protest, to be honest, really opened Zhang Chi's eyes, not that everyone was digging trenches or anything, but that he saw the arrogance of a group of American tycoons.

I've heard of luxury cars before, such as what we call a big labor in China, or private yachts, private jets, look at these old Americans, there are fighter jets, armed helicopters, and some are specialized in collecting armored vehicles, as for the collection of artillery, compared with these guys, they are all one level behind.

Zhang Chi felt that his previous thoughts were really embarrassing, and after getting a few guns, he felt that he was a player, and now it seems that this has only gotten there!

Lose face! What a shame!

Look at the people, they are stunned to turn a protest into a small air show.

"It's good".

In the past, Zhang Chi must have been angry and mentions, feeling that the justice on his side was messy, but now, that kind of simple self-confidence and pride, as if someone had opened the deflation valve, flowed out one by one.

"Why aren't you in the mood?"

Miller felt that Zhang Chi was a little unhappy when he came over today, as if he had something on his mind.

"It's nothing, maybe I didn't sleep well last night," Zhang Chi said with a smile.

Miller misunderstood when he heard this, and said to Zhang Chi: "You should also pay attention, although Merica has been pregnant for a while......."

Uh-huh!

Zhang Chi nodded, but didn't react for a while.

"Hey! That's not what I'm talking about."

Waiting for Miller to leave, Zhang Chi reacted here, this kid refers to his married life with his daughter-in-law, and wanted to explain, and found that Miller's kid was already some distance away from him.

Forget it, just keep in a daze.

"George, retract your head, your head is made of iron, stretch it so high in case someone accidentally makes a mistake, what are you going to do".

The team leader walked over and saw Zhang Chi stretching his big neck like a fool, and immediately asked Zhang Chi to retract his body.

Zhang Chi didn't say much, he said a word to others, then retracted his head, followed everyone's example, held up the gun, hid his body in the trench, and put on a look of preparing for battle.

Why do you do this, in fact, not only for the National Guard, but also for a group of journalists.

Everyone knows that they can't fight, but both sides play very hard.

Just as Zhang Chi retracted his head and held the gun, he suddenly heard a whooshing sound, and then heard someone shouting.

"Which Vark dog x has a gun that went off".

"Don't move, everyone, check the gun's safety and make sure you turn it off!"

So a commotion spread on the side of the protesters.

All of a sudden, the commander of the guard team became nervous, they came to make a show, as for fighting the people, it is better not to happen or not to happen.

The citizens and cowboys here are all okay in battle, but the commander of the police team is also afraid that there is a two-hundred-and-five-something hidden in the middle, so he simply ordered the team to retreat another thirty meters, that is, to move the entire fortification back thirty meters.

All of a sudden, there was less tension that had been lost.

Zhang Chi held the gun in his arms, sniffed his nose, and wanted to stick his head out to take a look, but thinking about the misfire shot just now, he honestly continued to shrink his head.

"George, George!"

Zhang Chi glanced back here, and was not ready to agree, because George lying in the trench, in addition to Zhang Chi, there were two, one of them was white, one was black, and the black guy was like paint, not tall, but fat, the fat one.

It was Nick who shouted, looking straight at himself.

"Looking for me?"

"You come here, I'll ask you something" Nick is really not good to come over, because between Zhang Chi and him, there is now a retaining wall.

Taking the gun and pointing the muzzle of the gun to the ground, Zhang Chi walked towards Nick.

Seeing Zhang Chi coming, Nick asked, "Do you want an automatic weapon photo?" ”

"It's too expensive, why do you want to sell it?"

This thing is really expensive, although it can only be used in this state, but because of the scarcity of quantity, so the price has been rising, if you are the first batch of this kind of photo at home, now you sell again, it has appreciated many times, far outperforming the depreciation of the dollar.

Nick said: "Mine is not ready to sell, I am still playing by myself, a person I know wants to sell, the price is about 140,000".

As soon as he heard it, Zhang Chi guessed that someone had a photo in hand, but it was not sold to you alone, that is, it was auctioned to maximize his own interests.

Hearing the auction, Zhang Chi was not very interested, because this thing must be a premium, and no one who wants this thing is poor, and only people who are idle and bored will buy these.

What do you say for weapon lovers? You don't have money to love yarn. What weapon collector doesn't have deep pockets, antiques you can still buy and play, how do you do this set of guns?

"How many people are competing?"

Although he guessed it, Zhang Chi still wanted to ask, because there was a Makqin at home, and the temptation for Zhang Chi was actually not small.

Nick gave an approximate number.

As soon as he heard about five or six people, Zhang Chi knew that he was out of play.

"Forget it, the little oil and water in my pocket, you also roughly know that this gang of people is a waste of time to grab this thing."

Nick didn't say anything when he heard it, but gave Zhang Chi a card: "I have time to take a look, there are not many opportunities for this kind of thing, and I like it the most important." You're still young, don't worry about money."

After saying that, Nick put the card into the pocket of Zhang Chi's shirt, and then patted it lightly, then turned his head and left.

Zhang Chi looked at Nick's back through the wall, and muttered, "This coin can be regarded as being loaded by you!" ”

At Nick's age, naturally he doesn't have to care about any money, how old Zhang Chi is, it's better to talk to the bank if he doesn't care about money.

returned to his position, continued to squat like a goose, and squatted until more than three o'clock, after changing others, Zhang Chi drove the car back to Amber Town with Miller and others.

As soon as he entered the ranch, Zhang Chi saw Kevin.

Kevin naturally saw him too, and the first thing he said when he met was: "boss".

"Why are you so happy?" Zhang Chi looked at Kevin, who was grinning, and asked puzzled.

Kevin said: "You don't know, there is news that the negotiations between the two sides have made progress, and the price of forage grass has started to dive just now, and in just a quarter of an hour, a metric ton has fallen by forty dollars."

"Oh".

Zhang Chi here has been all shot yesterday anyway, whether it falls or not has nothing to do with him, although there is no reception, but the transaction has been established, this kind of transaction does not mean that people give Zhang Chi money in person, what to play with one hand to pay money and one hand to deliver, as long as the two parties confirm the transaction, the money has entered the third party, that is, the bank account, as long as the delivery of goods or something is completed, or one party abandons the transaction, then the bank will naturally follow the rules.

"We're selling it in a timely manner," Kevin said.

Zhang Chi smiled: "Well, we are also lucky."

Without Merika's reminder, Zhang Chi had to lose internal bleeding this time, and now it's just Merica who answered the phone, and twice the profit came, no matter how easy it is to make this money, you don't need any capital, just a little connection, a little well-informed information, and the money will pour into your cup.

Zhang Chi thought to himself: No wonder everyone likes to play finance, what industry has money compared to this industry, what weapons, powder face, etc., put in front of finance, it is all younger brother.

After chatting with Kevin for a few words, Zhang Chi drove back to the door of the house and found that his sister-in-law, that is, Merika's cousin Jennifer's car, was parked in front of his house.

As soon as he saw the car, Zhang Chi knew that the nasty ghost was here again.

Zhang Chi parked the car, pushed the door and got out of the car, and was about to enter the house, when he was confused by what he saw.

There is a turtle lying on the grass in front of his house, not that kind of small, this turtle is very long and similar to the bathtub used for bathing at Zhang Chi's house when he was a child, at least sixty or seventy pounds, and it is also a tortoise.

"Is my house really a garbage can?" Zhang Chi's heart is transparent.