Zhang Jing knew that someone wanted to harm him, but he didn't know that someone planned to take the risk of ambushing.

At this moment, he was accompanying Thorpe, a major customer, and personally took him to the wilderness surrounded by mountains and rarely visited by people, to the place where the tombs had been found before.

"Here," Zhang Jing stretched out his arms and spun around in place, "a great place, undisturbed by the red dust, where the ancestors can sleep, how perfect."

The scene is far more shocking than the photos, everything here has made Thorpe so surprised that he can't speak, he originally felt that 25 million meters of yuan was a bit expensive, but now he found that not only did not lose money, but also made a lot of money.

"Zhang Jing," Thorpe turned to hold Zhang Jing's hands, "Thank you for your discovery, let me feel the existence of my ancestors, this place is so great!"

Zhang Jing can't feel Thorpe's feelings, he is satisfied with the price, the customer likes the product, and it is a perfect win-win situation.

Because Thorpe is a potential customer, Zhang Jing attaches equal importance to him and Jen Venie, and speaks along the other party's path, "Yes, I feel it too, I feel that the ancestors seem to be watching us from the air, have you noticed that even the air here is a little sweeter."

The bullshit is sweet, but there are too many woods, which means that it is a bit drunk with oxygen.

Thorpe took a deep breath of air and nodded thoughtfully, "Anyway, thank you again for your discovery, no matter how much the amount is, I am willing to launder your money three times for free, if you are worried about your safety, you can send someone else over to operate."

Reciprocating the favor, Zhang Jing pointed to the many Yadong and said, "The funeral goods in the Yadong are all there, I didn't take any of them with me, if it's okay, let the lawyer complete the transfer procedures, you can rest assured, I can rest assured."

Thorpe stepped forward to hug Zhang Jing, patted his back, and said solemnly, "Thank you, you got my friendship."

"You're welcome." Zhang Jing smiled on his face, "This is not the first time, nor is it the last, next time there is something good that belongs to your ancestors, I will notify you as soon as possible."

Old Dai Jin stood four meters away, looking at Zhang Jing and Thorpe's politeness, and then at a group of strong aboriginal thugs, pretending to be calm on the surface, and almost calling for his mother in a panic.

It's too remote and too wild, and if Thorpe has bad intentions and snatches the check, the result will be terrible.

Zhang Jing didn't know that Lao Daikin was worried, so he said a few polite words to Thorpe, and saw that the other party didn't plan to leave for a while, so he took the first step to say goodbye and leave.

At this time, Zhang Jing noticed that the pistol on Lao Daijin was loaded.

"Don't be nervous," Zhang Jingshen walked in the chaotic mountains and forests with one shallow foot, comforting old Dai Jin, "They don't dare to touch me."

Old Dai Jin sneered, "Where did you get your confidence? Just because of your plastic friendship with Thorpe?"

"Hehe," Zhang Jing was in a good mood after making money, "You don't really think I'm self-made, do you?"

"What do you mean?" Old Dai Jin asked rhetorically.

"I'm a backer," Zhang Jing looked scared, "Thorpe was introduced to me by a backer, so they didn't dare touch me."

Old Dai Jin thought of Wen Li, the performance of the old lady's three bodyguards the night before yesterday, which really startled him, and empathized, if he was an Indian, it would be absolutely impossible to survive from the guns of the three bodyguards.

Not only is the marksmanship sharp, but other advantages include movement movements, mutual cooperation, reaction speed, intuition, etc., comprehensive crushing, not to mention three against seven, even three against seven, you can also win. new

Seeing that Old Dakkin was stunned for a moment, Zhang Jing chatted while looking at the road, "Cultivate Mirika, I'll do the matter of forming a team, although she is your daughter, I have always taken care of her as a sister, as for you, stay on the farm, go on a business trip, lose weight if you have nothing to lose, and after you are a hundred years old, Mirika will still be mine."

The old Dai has a lot of green muscles, what is a hundred years later? What does it mean that Mirika belongs to him Zhang Jing?

Stiff neck, I wanted to argue a few words, but suddenly found that it was unnecessary, it was not the first day I met, Lao Dai Jin knew that Zhang Jing was quite reliable, and his daughter had always been very happy, but today I learned that the little man still has a strong backer, which is awesome.

However, if you lose, you won't lose, and the elder Dai Jin insisted, "You don't have to worry about the team's affairs, I want to be a good father."

Zhang Jing did not refute, both

However, if you wear a gold-headed iron, then let him try, and he will always turn back when he hits the south wall.

While chatting and walking, when the two left Whale Mountain, it was already eight o'clock in the evening.

The car drove onto the road, and the elder Dakkin was about to return to the farm, but was stopped by Zhang Jing, "Take me to the San Diego airport, and then you can drive back to the farm yourself."

San Diego is an important naval base city, only 123 kilometers from Whale Hill, nearly twice as long as back to Los Angeles.

Old Dai Jin didn't know that Zhang Jing planned to fly to the Xiangjiang River, and with a dozen steering wheels, he originally went north, turned around and headed east, heading for San Diego International Airport.

At the same time, the brown-skinned Krjhai was ready for an ambush at a gas station near Highway 7 leading to Whale Hill.

The feint truck broke down, including Kritchhai himself, seven people pretending to be a turner, a driver, a supplier of spare parts, and so on.

Thirteen other people were on the highway, patrolling back and forth in six cars, expecting to meet Zhang Jing's convoy.

Krishhai is not only a small number of men, but also some who are abroad, because of various problems, such as visas, cannot enter Citigroup.

A full twenty people, waiting all night, did not know that Zhang Jing had flown away, and the next day, in the afternoon, just when a group of people were about to give up, they finally waited for the "Zhang Jing Convoy" to return!

Then it was lively, first using heavy trucks to stop the queue in the middle of the road in advance, and then the side of the car opened, revealing three large pineapple machine guns, spitting 7.62mm bullets wildly.

Frightened to death, the convoy retreated directly, but was stopped sideways by five small cars, and the Indians who got out of the car, indiscriminately, used the weapons stolen from the gun shop to violently output to the convoy.

With a roadblock in front and a jackal leopard in the back, Thorpe was stupefied, but fortunately the car he was sitting in could defend against the grenade head-on and successfully block the first attack.

Seeing the world, Thorpe panicked for two or three seconds to regain his composure and ordered the convoy to rush backwards.

Although the fleet is all bulletproof cars, the pineapple harvester is no joke.

A meter-thick steel concrete wall can block a large pineapple, but it can only block for a while, and it can quickly tear through the defense, not to mention just a bulletproof car.

Compared with the front firepower, the rear life and attack are much weaker, and although there are many weapons, they are not automatic weapons.

Accelerating and rushing in the chaos, flashing left and right, no dodging, any X5 bulletproof car that is set on fire by a big pineapple can only last three or four seconds, and then it will be broken open.

As for the four or five unlucky passing cars, for a 7.62mm bullet, the ordinary body is like paper, and the driver and passengers in it are killed in a single photo.

Twenty seconds, possibly fifteen seconds, the convoy managed to break out of the encirclement from the rear.

In the process, the tires were punctured by a large number of triangular nails, and luckily the bulletproof car was designed with a punctured tire in mind, and although it broke, it was still able to run at a high speed of 80 yards.

"What about the loss?" After breaking out of the encirclement, Thorpe asked over the intercom in a fit of rage.

After two seconds of silence, someone reported: "He Sang, Yi's, Lang Faro, and Platts didn't rush out, and their car was torn apart by the machine."

Thorpe instantly felt angina, he brought out 12 bodyguards, lost 4 in less than twenty seconds, and then the phone call went out, and the people belonging to the Southern Exploration Alliance immediately organized forces to fight back.

Seeing the four cars escape, Kerry Chay regretted in his heart, he didn't expect that Zhang Jing's lane was all bulletproof cars, so that a perfect ambush would become anticlimactic.

After a short fierce battle, Kritchhai was very self-aware, and he could only run rampant for two or three minutes, and he couldn't run away when the police helicopter flew in.

Don't say much, smear the soles of your feet with oil, slip away, and never die.