Night.

While Zhang Jing was running errands, the elder Daikin was driving a pickup truck on the interstate highway outside the farm.

At the same time, his two friends stopped at 3945 West Side and Central Avenue in Los Angeles.

In order to catch the mastermind behind the scenes, although the old Dai Jin found that someone was driving and squatting on the interstate highway outside the farm during the day, he endured it and did not move, worried about catching the sentry and startling away the mastermind behind the scenes.

It's like last night, although four people were caught alive, and although the hiding place of the mastermind behind the scenes was also investigated, the room was empty when they arrived.

Only by the most stupid way was to have the two brothers stand by in the east and southeast directions of Los Angeles, and when he caught his tongue and found out where the mastermind was hiding behind the scenes, Roland and Shannon could immediately rush over and destroy the enemy.

But Los Angeles is very big, guarding in two directions, which is a bit of a big luck.

Of course, the reason why the two directions of defending the east and southeast directions have also been analyzed, and the personnel are chaotic and the public security is poor.

The timing was right and ready, and the elder Dai Jin stepped on the accelerator to the bottom and slammed into a certain field car that was driving back and forth at the gate of the farm.

Because the pickup truck was fast and heavy, a certain field was knocked over and rolled to the side of the road continuously.

Old Daikin, with a mask on his face, got out of the car, loaded his pistol, stepped forward in three steps and two steps, shot and killed an Indian who tried to resist, and dragged a wounded man out of the upside-down car.

I don't care about the cars passing by on the highway, and I directly extort a confession on the spot, "Where is Krichai hiding?"

"I don't know."

Before the tough guy's words fell, Lao Dai Jin snapped off the other party's two fingers, and at the same time heard the cry of pain from the injured.

The pain of the unsympathetic enemy was unbearable, and the elder Dakkin asked a second time, "Where is Kritchhai hiding?"

"I don't know."

As if guessing that the Indians would say this, the elder Daikin put his hand into the opponent's mouth almost at the same time as the other party's voice fell, and violently broke off two front teeth from the enemy's mouth.

"Where is Krishhai hiding?" Old Dakkin asked for the third time.

"5966 Abernard West Road, Los Angeles," the injured Indian finally relented, tearfully repeating, "He's at 5966 Abernard West Road."

Old Dakkin had communication equipment on, Roland and Shannon heard the address at the same time, and luckily it was right, Shannon was near 3945 Central Avenue at the moment, and the target location was less than 1,000 meters away from him.

To get what he wanted, the elder Dai Jin carried one in each hand, stuffed the corpse and the injured Indian after interrogation into a pickup truck, and then returned to the Kanfen farm, and the whole process went smoothly as if it had been rehearsed countless times.

On the other side, Shannon had already prepared in advance, with body armor, helmets, and night vision devices, and pounced on Krichai's hiding place alone.

Roland Shou's location is 20 kilometers away from Shannon, so he can't help; Old Daijin is 150 kilometers away, and he can't help.

5966 Abernard West Road.

The subordinates who had been keeping in touch suddenly cut off the communication, and the twisted head of Kerichai guessed that something was wrong, and decisively ordered the two assistants and three subordinates in front of him, "It's not safe here, take away the equipment, destroy the data, and go separately."

As he spoke, Kerichai himself slipped through the back door to pay respect, leaving his men to pack equipment and destroy materials.

Normally, they had enough time to retreat, because the enemy was 150 kilometers away, but Krichai was naturally vigilant, so he slipped decisively.

But his men were careless, thinking that they would be safe for a short time, but they were blocked by Shannon at the door, and a shootout was imminent, and bullets were spilled out like rain.

Just by taking a look, the three Indians who were carrying the equipment were killed before they could react.

The two assistants were a little luckier, they were still in the warehouse, they heard the gunshots, they didn't want to help, they threw away the documents in their hands, and fled directly to the back door.

Shannon quickly replaces the magazine, and at the same time a Shock Bomb is thrown through the window into the warehouse, and the bright light and loud noise occur at the same time, and the ears are briefly ringing.

The opportunity was only for a moment, Shannon rushed into the warehouse with a gun, and happened to see the woman with all kinds of meat and vegetables

The assistant couldn't figure out the direction and rewarded her with a bullet that hit her in the back of the head. new

Another male assistant was lucky, one foot had already stepped out the back door and was not injured by the bright light.

However, he did not escape death, and was chased by Shannon, who shot him dead in the backyard.

There were no other living people, Shannon quickly dragged the body back to the warehouse, took a photo, collected the information briefly, left two incendiary grenades in place to cause a fire, and then left in style, the whole process took less than two minutes, without a trace of mud and water, without a single superfluous action.

"Shannon" means a good impression, symbolizing that the little girl is lively and cute, and is a very popular boy name.

In fact, this is a bald man, a thick waist, a big belly, and a greasy old man, who has nothing to do with liveliness and cuteness, but no one would have thought that such a man with an unattractive appearance would be so fierce.

Mission accomplished, communication silent.

Old Dai Jin and his old brother had a tacit understanding before, and silence meant that the task was carried out smoothly, but when he was about to report to Zhang Jing, he found that someone had turned off his phone, what was so important that he didn't even have time to answer the phone?

Zhang Jing didn't know that Lao Daikin was slandering himself, because he had a pair of girlfriends, and he really couldn't take out his hand to answer the phone, so it was better to turn off the phone.

The next day, when Zhang Jing got up, it was dripping with light rain outside the window, Zhou Manmiao was still asleep, Liang Jieshu was blowing her hair in the bathroom, someone came knocking on the door, it turned out to be the housekeeper Leia came back.

Looking at Leia, her temperament is still so good, she will never get tired of watching it, and she will never get tired of watching it.

"Sir, Lawyer Shen called in via landline, please call him back; Mr. Dekkin is waiting for you in the downstairs parlor."

"Give me ten minutes to change my clothes," Zhang Jing said quickly, "Welcome home."

Léa smiled.

Rush into the bathroom and brush your teeth in 10 seconds; Rushing into the cloakroom, Liang Jieshu was changing clothes, looking at her S-shaped figure, snow-white and tender skin, Zhang Jing felt it again.

In the blink of an eye, he forgot about Lao Daijin and pulled Liang Jieshu into his arms.

When Zhang Jing went downstairs, it was already nine o'clock in the morning, and the greasy old Dai Jin looked envious, jealous and hateful, and said sourly, "It's good to be young, but you can't be too indulgent, and when you are my age, you can't be careful."

Zhang Jing was not embarrassed at all, and sat opposite Lao Daijin, "Is there something wrong?"

"Mirika told me you were going to put together a women's rugby team for her?"

Nodded his head.

Old Daikin said, "There are still 15 years of selling his body?"

"It's not about selling your body," Zhang Jing explained, "it's just to prevent your investment from going down the drain."

"I don't agree," old Dakkin shook his head, "My own daughter is spoiled by herself, and it is not the turn of other men to care, just a team, I can raise it."

"Wow!"

Zhang Jing lamented that Lao Dai Jin was rich and wealthy, and a team was mediocre and had to raise 1.4 million to 1.8 million meters a year, and it was not enough to encounter some difficulties.

I also marveled at the old man's love for women.

"Last night at nine o'clock," Dekkin Sr. got down to business, "we found Kerrychai's makeshift command and killed five people, and Kerjhai was dead."

Zhang Jing instantly had a spirit, "Are you sure?"

"Sure," affirmed Old Deakin, "Shannon was on a mission to take pictures of the five people who were killed, and I checked with the Indians I captured last night, and one of them was Krijhai."

"Is your tongue still scratching?" Zhang Jing asked.

"It's gone."

"What about corpses?" Zhang Jing asked.

"Both bodies are in the car body, and the car is parked in the garage," Dakkin Sr. wondered why Zhang Jing liked to dispose of the corpse himself, reminding, "Be sure to dispose of it, otherwise there will be trouble."

It was because he was worried that Lao Daijin would not be able to deal with it cleanly, so Zhang Jing asked to deal with it himself, and before he knew it, there were more corpses in the Mithril space, and he swept it over at a glance, and there were 9 corpses in total.

Among them were Nayer and one of his bodyguards, seven Indians, plus two in the garage, and it was time to clean it up.

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was killed for encroaching on the farm, and it stands to reason that it is enough to call the police, because he was worried that the secret of the law pillar would be made public, Zhang Jing chose to remain silent and deal with it himself.

I don't know if it's an illusion, Zhang Jing feels like a plague god, killing people every month on average, but after careful analysis, these are not his own pots.

For example, Nayer, Zhang Jing really wants to be friends with him, but he is a stubborn racist, deeply discriminatory against Asians, and has an image of Yue Buqun on the surface, which is very deceptive.

Another example is the Indians, everyone has killed their families, what can they do?

You can't really learn from Our Lady, you will be killed yourself, and you will feed the enemy with your girlfriend who is white and tender, right?