Evening.

Zhang Jing sent Zhou Manmiao back to the Clyde Hill community because Lindsay. Moore's car was parked outside Liang Jieshu's yard, and Zhang Jing left after dropping people off.

Seeing Zhang Jing drive away, Zhou Manmiao was still in shock, she only learned today that Zhang Jing was richer than she imagined, so much that her jaw dropped in shock, and it was incredible.

Three custom-built large ships with a total price of up to 1.3 billion meters.

One is adjacent to the Victoria Harbour of the Hong Kong River, with a market value of 1.27 billion yuan, a floor area of 32,000 square meters, and a 95-meter-high building.

These two alone are enough for her to look up to the mountains.

After standing alone for a while, Zhou Manmiao calmed down, entered the courtyard, knocked on the living room door and walked in.

"Coming back so late, does Brother Zhang have a lot of work over there?"

At the door of the living room, Liang Jieshu asked with concern.

Zhou Manmiao nodded tiredly, "A lot of contracts and agreements, he sent me back, and he has already gone back." ”

Liang Jieshu nodded, Lindsay was at home, and Zhang Jing had to leave, otherwise it would be either a quarrel or a fight.

Living room, Lindsay. Moore was in a good mood, while drinking beer, he twisted Xiao Man's waist, and saw Zhou Manmiao chatting excitedly, "Honey, you must not know what I experienced in the police station today?" ”

"What?" Zhou Manmiao asked absentmindedly.

"That Asian barrister asked the police to let me go in just half a day, which is quite powerful!"

"Lawyer's fees must be expensive, right?" Zhou Manmiao asked.

When it comes to the lawyer's fee, Lindsay's expression is unnatural, "Zhang Jing's lawyer, I have no money, and he paid the 30,000 yuan bail." ”

Liang Jieshu and Zhou Manmiao knew in their hearts that this was because Lindsay protected them, so Zhang Jing was willing to hire a lawyer for Lindsay and was willing to pay bail for her.

But Lindsay didn't know, her expression was twisted, and her tone was tangled, "You say, does Zhang Jing like me?" ”

Liang Jieshu and Zhou Manmiao glanced at each other, if you don't know the inside story, this explanation is the most reasonable, otherwise why spend a lot of money?

"But I don't have feelings for him," Lindsay said to herself, "I only like handsome guys, or warm men, and although Zhang Jing is rich, he is not my thing." ”

Liang Jieshu and Zhou Manmiao looked at each other silently, and they all breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts, just didn't feel it.

Zhang Jing didn't know what the three of them were chatting about, so he returned to Manor 1049 and locked himself in the master bedroom on the third floor.

This is a luxuriously decorated, some years old room, including a bedroom, study, cloakroom, and bathroom.

The bathroom has a large bathtub where you can swim.

After dealing with Ironfall, there were some special items to deal with, and with a thought, eighty-five gold ingots appeared on my bed.

Each piece weighs one pound, for a total of eight or five pounds.

Because they are black gold, Zhang Jing can't be sure of their value, but it is estimated that they are not cheap.

With less than 1 million meters in his bank account and 700 million yuan owed to Wen Li, Zhang Jing is now so poor that he can't catch a mosquito, squeeze out the oil, and lick it again.

Zhang Jing wants to be an upright and good person and hand over the black gold; However, his strength did not allow it, so he put things into the Yinmi space and lay on the bed to slowly become sleepy.

The next day, Zhang Jing received a letter from the Bellevue Police Department about him being banned from leaving Citigroup in June, after a shootout with someone on the street.

The police still haven't found the murderer, all the license plates are fake, and the murderer hasn't been caught, stupid and incompetent.

Of course, Zhang Jing can also understand that there are shootings every day, as long as there are no deaths, they are all small cases, and the police will not seriously investigate them to the end.

Fortunately, Zhang Jing never expected others to avenge himself, there was no hope, and naturally he was not disappointed.

If there is a vengeance, he will avenge himself.

It's just that old Dai Jin has been going to the stick country for a long time, and he hasn't made any moves, what is he busy with?

Old Dai Jin and his other two friends, because of the Bronze Dragon mission, have just earned 2 million meters in cash worth of Xiangjiang coins.

I was going to retire and enjoy the rest of my life in South Asia, but I didn't expect Zhang Jing to smash another 2 million yuan mission.

Zhang Jing clearly remembered that at that time, the old Dai Jin's expression, he was going to refuse strongly, but the words became, 'As you wish'.

In particular, Zhang Jing and Lao Dai Jin had a one-line contact, and they dared to talk about things only after making sure that he had no electronic devices on him.

The money given is also in cash in Xiangjiang coins, in case he and his little friends are caught, they have nothing to do with Zhang Jing, and there is no evidence.

Even if the old Daikin betrayed, he wanted to think about his daughter.

Mirika, 20 years old, 1.9 meters tall, originally weighed 260 pounds, but now she is a little thinner, about 230 pounds, and is guilty of depression, because the life on the horse farm is so happy, her condition has been reduced a lot.

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Old Dai Jin rubbed his nose and felt that someone had bad intentions towards him.

It's midnight in Bangzi Country, and the elder Dai Kim and his two old friends are partying in a nightclub private room in Guro District, Seoul.

At this time, the door of the private room was pushed open from the outside, and a young and middle-aged man with a somewhat fat figure walked in.

Old Dai Jin waved his hand away from the woman, looked at the fat young man, looked at him for a while, and said in one sentence, "You don't have a weapon." ”

"Yes, I didn't," the fat young man readily admitted, "what you want is too difficult to obtain, I have tried, but without success." ”

"It's okay," said old Daikin, who didn't seem to care, "give me back the deposit." ”

"The deposit has already been spent by me," the fat young man seemed to eat the three of them, "the right is my hush money, and no one else will know about your purchase of weapons." ”

Old Dakkin had an angry expression and said that he was going to beat someone, but was stopped by his friends Shannon and Roland.

Shannon is a bald-headed, thick-waisted, greasy old man in his fifties, and his name symbolizes the lively and cute little girl, a very popular boy name.

Rolando is also in his fifties, a little greasy, and his name symbolizes popularity and fame in the neighborhood.

The weakness of the three was exchanged for a ridicule from the fat young and middle-aged people, and then left in a dashing manner.

When the door of the private room was closed, old Dai Jin regained his composure, and the impulse just now was just a disguise.

Then the old Dai Jin picked up the handbag next to him, which contained plus-size women's clothes and cosmetics, and ten minutes later, the old Dai Jin turned into an old woman with heavy makeup and left the nightclub.

Before buying weapons, the elder Dai Jin investigated the fat young and middle-aged man in detail, drove a rented car, and came directly to the door in the middle of the night.

The next day, the news reported that a homicide had occurred in an apartment in Guro District, and the deceased had been stabbed in the heart.

Everything is ready, only the east wind is owed, and the old Dai Jin can only fly back to Seattle to discuss with Zhang Jing.

At the Rose Red Winery, when he saw Lao Daijin, Zhang Jing found that he seemed to be fat, already greasy, and now he looked more oily.

The old rule, Zhang Jing handed his hand forward, "Give me the phone." ”

A metal detector from a distance of five meters could clearly see that the elder Dakkin had no hidden miniature equipment, and that the phone was checked to make sure there was no recording.

Sighing that Zhang Jing was cautious, Lao Dai Jin handed over his mobile phone.

Holding the old man's mobile phone in his hand, Zhang Jing asked with concern: "What's the situation?" Mission accomplished? ”

"No," old Dai Jin complained, "the person you want to kill, we have figured out his trajectory, the problem is that we can't get a long-range firearm, so you can't stab him with a knife, right?" ”

Zhang Jing thought about it, this matter is very simple for him, just run it in person.

"Do you have a weapon?" Zhang Jing asked the old man.

"Yes," said Deakin Sr., "in a private warehouse." ”

"Send it to the racecourse," Zhang Jing instructed, "and then you go back to the country of sticks and wait for news, about a week." ”

Old Daikin didn't believe it, "Do you have a way to airlift weapons to the country of sticks?" ”

"Any method is risky," Zhang Jing feigned anger, "as a punishment, the commission has to be paid in a different way." ”

"What?"

Zhang Jing's words were astonishing, "85 pounds of black gold will be sent to the country of sticks together with weapons, and you need to find a way to cash it out yourself." ”

85 pounds of gold is worth about 2 million meters, which is just enough to offset the commission.

Old Dai Jin raised his thumb and praised, "Amazing, Lu Ziye, cow!" ”

The airlift of weapons is already very powerful, even black gold can be airlifted, and Lao Daijin's admiration for Zhang Jing has reached a new height.