There is a pay, there is a return.

Seeing Jennifer use both hands and mouths and use all means to curry favor, Zhang Jing was glad that he took the initiative to create an opportunity to throw butterfly mines at the door of the café.

God helps the people who are working hard, but they happen to be stepped on by another gang member driving by, the car is paralyzed, and a shootout suddenly occurs.

In the first moments of the shootout, one of Jennifer's friends was hit in the temple by a stray bullet.

What does it matter, though? Die or die, Zhang Jing is very cool now.

Staying at Marvel Winery for four days, if it weren't for Mike's call, Zhang Jing would have stayed forever, the cute and sexy Jennifer is so tempting.

Back at Kanfen Farm, Mike was waiting in the yard of the cowshed area, and the baby sea lion and bear cub were there.

The baby sea lion is already the size of an adult pig.

The bear is quite large and stands up to about 1.2 meters.

"What's so urgent?" Zhang Jing jumped out of the car and asked.

"OSS," Mike said excitedly, "the baby sea lion may have dived to a depth of more than two thousand meters, which I measured using four hydrostatic instruments, and at first I thought it was a mistake."

"Huh?" Zhang Jing didn't believe it, "Mr. Mack, the sea lion is not a sea dragon, let alone a kraken, did you buy something fake?"

"No, OSS," Mike explained, "it's the result of my repeated tests, and if it weren't for the depth of the sea, I guess the baby sea lion might have dived even deeper."

Zhang Jing thought about it and decided to go to Lake Mead to try it, and looked at Mike Dao, "This matter is kept secret, now that you have time, you can take your wife and children to a warm place for a vacation."

Mike should be leaving.

Then Mirika came from the door of the cafeteria, blushing, and complained, "OSS, Miss Qu has harassed me many times."

"Harassment?" Zhang Jing is strange, isn't it a joy between the two?

"Don't you like Qu Xiaoqing?" Zhang Jing asked directly, "She looks very white and soft."

"But I'm a woman," Mirika bowed her head, "how do women have children with women?"

"So you're worried about this," Zhang Jing brought out what Aegis had said to herself, "Technology has already changed lives, including having children, so you can love boldly."

By this time, Mirika was too shy to speak.

"Go ahead," Zhang Jing encouraged, "I support you, and I will pay for your children in the future."

"Thank you, OSS," Mirika stepped forward and hugged Zhang Jing, "I love you."

"I love you too," Zhang Jing liked Mirika very much, and patted her on the back gently, "Take advantage of the time now to ask Qu Xiaoqing to go out to play."

Encouraged, Mirika had the courage to call.

Zhang Jing had a fatherly smile on his face.

Then Dillon came over, and he was already able to walk normally, n

is still the same sentence, except for the deceased grandfather, if Zhang Jing really wants anyone to live a long life, it must be - Wen Li! Wen Li!

"You're here." Wen Li's voice was weak and inaudible.

Zhang Jing hurriedly squatted down to the old man's side, "Old lady, how do you feel?"

"I can feel that this is the last winter," the old man spoke very slowly, slowly, and struggled, trying to raise his hand to gently support Zhang Jing's cheek, and said with concern: "Your foundation is still too thin, remember to restrain your radical behavior after I die, don't stand out, slowly accumulate strength, and do more good deeds."

Zhang Jing's heart was stone, his eyes instantly wet at this moment, he could feel that Wen Li really cared, much better than his parents who abandoned him.

"Grandma, I love you," Zhang Jing held the old lady's palm, "You will definitely live a long life."

"People will die," Wen Li looked at the ceiling, her voice no longer in tone, "I will soon see my precious grandson."

"Baby grandson" refers to Xu Lin, a genius.

"Take your belongings from the Heung Kong Museum," Wen Li finally confessed, "while I'm still alive."

"Sir," reminded the private doctor who was waiting nearby, "the old lady can't talk much, she'll get tired

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Zhang Jingjing nodded, got up and left the living room, returned to the yard and took out his mobile phone to send a message to Liang Jieshu, asking her to fly to Xiangjiang immediately from the north and take out all the things that belonged to him.

However, Zhang Jing really doesn't want Wen Li to die, there is a big difference between her and her.

It is no exaggeration to say that the reason why Zhang Jing can go sideways has a lot to do with Wen Li, otherwise he would have been planted a long time ago.

For example, dealing with the Bronze Divine Dragon, or the 100 catties of targeted medicine, ordinary people really can't handle it.

If Wen Li is still alive, Zhang Jing can continue to sleep this and that, kill this and kill that, rob this and grab that.

Giving up going to Lake Mead to train sea lions to hunt for treasures, Zhang Jing concentrated on staying on the farm, praying in his heart for Wen Li's safety.

"Since the afternoon, many vehicles have entered the farm," Zhang Jing sat alone in the cowshed canteen at midnight, and the elder Dai Jin came over and reported, "It's all going to the second villa."

Zhang Jing remained silent.

"Don't be sad," old Dai Jin comforted, "Wen Li is no longer young, you have grown up."

At this time, Li Xing came over from the dark night and put a backpack on the table in front of Zhang Jing, "This is the last gift that the old lady gave you."

Leaving this sentence, Li Xing left.

Zhang Jingshou was a little trembling, and slowly opened the backpack, which contained ten mobile phones, ten Xiangjiang ID cards, and ten passports, no need to guess, these are all non-existent fabricators.

I don't know how others feel, Zhang Jing is already heartbroken at this moment.

Feeling the sadness of their owners, the baby sea lions and peas emerged out of nowhere and snuggled at their owners' feet.

Gently stroking the little head of the pangolin, Zhang Jing suddenly stopped moving!

Turning his head slowly, he looked at Old Dakin with bright eyes, and ordered in an unquestionable voice, "Take people, bring weapons, and take control of the second villa!"

"Bullets can't cure diseases and save people," said old Dai Jin, thinking that the boss was confused, "and Wen Li's bodyguard is too powerful."

"Do so," Zhang Jing's voice was sonorous, "try your best to control the second villa!"

"Tiet!" Old Daikin turned around to execute, and didn't forget to complain, "Mirika and I are going to change bosses."

There was no one else, and a dinosaur egg fossil appeared in Zhang Jing's hand.