Just yesterday, Zhang Jing just gave a speech.

One of them was, "I want you to be overlooked once in a while so that you can learn how important it is to learn to respect and to learn."

In addition, Zhang Jing was originally "flexible", and when accepting the warm hospitality of the Lance family, he did not forget - Hood.

"This is my friend Hood, he took me to the Canter Bay Hotel that day, otherwise I would have missed it with Miss Lance."

Hood didn't expect Zhang Jing to say such "important" good things for him, and his heart was suddenly moved.

Naturally, the Lance family was equally hospitable, but certainly not to kiss the back of the hand.

After drinking coffee and eating snacks, Lance warmly invited Zhang Jing to play with artillery.

It just so happened that this was the purpose of Zhang Jing's trip.

"I want to learn howitzers," Zhang Jingti demanded on the way to the test range, "preferably the more advanced kind of artillery, I want to know how to use the aiming system."

"Is 88 guns okay?" Lance looked cool in brown leather shoes, khaki canvas trousers, and a matching jacket.

Zhang Jing shook his head, he had read the 88 gun information in the history books, which was from the Second World War, the mustache was used for air defense, and later it was used by Rommel to fight tanks in the desert areas of Africa.

The upward firing was changed to flat firing, and the originally mediocre artillery became famous in World War I because it destroyed too many tanks.

Zhang Jing reminded the woman on the side, "I want to learn the artillery produced by the Yin people, preferably in active service."

"You're talking about the 77 howitzer," Lance stumbled, "There's a 77 gun in the camp, but..."

"But what?" Zhang Jing asked.

"Nothing." Lance shook his head.

After a short chat, Lance took Zhang Jing to the place, and Hood from Nairobi was left at home by Lance's brother and father to watch TV.

A very open desert, looking dead silent, except for a few dogs to take care of it, there is no one else, it is a good place to practice guns, remote enough, safe enough.

"Let's shoot a few 69 shots first." Lance pointed to a mighty-looking cannon and introduced, "It's the predecessor of the 77, it's much easier to learn it, and then learn the 77."

"No problem." Zhang Jing agreed, 69 is 69, he doesn't mind.

The 69 gun also uses 155 mm heavy 100-pound shells, which are extremely powerful and the effect is terrifying.

After firing eight times in a row, Zhang Jing reminded Lance, "I want to try 77, 69 I'm tired."

The 77 gun was thirty meters away and drove over.

For the next three days, Zhang Jing stayed in the camp to learn how to use the 77, including adjusting the angle of fire, aiming, using coordinates, loading shells, cleaning the barrel, folding and moving, and so on.

However, although it took a lot of time, Zhang Jing only fired six rounds of 77 matching shells, not because he didn't want to fight, but only six rounds, with a hit rate of 50% within 20 meters and 100% within 30 meters.

Considering that the lethality of the 77 gun is within 30-50 meters, it can basically be hit with one hit.

When it was time to leave, Zhang Jing hugged and parted with a family of four.

At last.

Before leaving, Zhang Jing took out a bag from the car and handed it to Lance Maverick, "Thank you for your hospitality for three days, this is my gift to you."

"Goodbye." Taking the backpack, Lance hugged Zhang Jing again.

Hood also wanted to hug next to him, but unfortunately the calf didn't give him a chance.

Seeing Zhang Jing and Hood drive away, Lance's mother's expression became bitter, and she couldn't bear to remind, "Six 77 shells are 600,000 meters of yuan, plus others, it's almost 1 million meters of yuan."

"Long hair and short knowledge," the man reprimanded his wife, "that's Lance's savior, how can he withdraw money."

In fact, Lance also felt sorry for the money, but she was embarrassed to remind Zhang Jing, but when she opened the backpack, she was instantly stunned, and it was full of cash!

When the family counted the money, a total of 1.2 million meters, Lance's father immediately boasted

praised, "This person can handle it, and he has made up all the whitewashing fees."

"These are gray money?" Lance asked, surprised.

"It should be," Lance's father reminded, "no one is going to carry $1.2 million in cash."

Lance's mother said happily, "Zhang Jing has been playing here for three days, has he taken a fancy to Lance?"

The little cow blushed, "There are many people who have taken a fancy to me to the sea, and he is not one of them."

"Don't be too proud," Mother Lance reminded her daughter, "marry early, lest you worry me and your father."

Zhang Jing didn't know what the Lance family was chatting about, and he studied for three days and knocked out many shells, how could he not pay?

However, it is too expensive.

In particular, 77 shells, one land cruise, two Maybach s, three Lamborghini Mavericks, expensive to the trench inhumane.

Return to the downtown area of Las Vegas and pass by a gas station.

When refueling, Hood hesitated like a woman, "Zhang Jing, can I discuss something with you?"

"You say." Zhang Jing agreed with a gas gun.

Hood began to complain after receiving permission, "You are too strong, I really can't compete with you, can you give you a step?"

"Impossible," Zhang Jing retorted, "You are the grandson of the founder of Nairobi, and you are rich enough to rival the country."

Hood's expression was bitter, "Don't mention my grandfather, he has more than 20 wives, more than 50 children, and more than 200 grandchildren, and he doesn't even know that there is such a person as me."

Zhang Jing: "..."

No, Zhang Jing reacted, "Your father was also the Governor of Nairobi before."

"What do you think of me as a person?" Hood asked Zhang Jing rhetorically.

Don't need money to say good things, Zhang Jing blows the stick and says: "People are very smart, their abilities are very outstanding, and the biggest feature is - handsome!"

Foreigners don't know how to be subtle, and Hood immediately felt a little fluttery, but his expression was bitter:

"My dad is not only my son, especially my eldest brother and second brother, they are all top-notch, with a high degree of scary education, and even more powerful ability, so I am not as rich as you say, and my dad doesn't expect me to have a future at all."

Hearing this, Zhang Jing's first reaction was to be happy.

Glad that Hood was not framed when they first met, ordinary edge corners, and it was not worth using a few hundred catties of flour to make bread for him.

Rich in mental activity, Zhang Jing encouraged, "I am very optimistic about you, you are the biggest potential stock in the Kennetta family, but you have not been discovered for the time being, but you will definitely achieve unlimited achievements in the future."

"I may be very good in the future," Hood said with an impatient expression, "but I'm still an ordinary person, so I can't compete with you in the matter of Lance."

Zhang Jingyu reminded Hood: "Lance is free."

"I know Lance is free," Hood pleaded, "Can you take a step?"

"What do you want me to do?"

"Don't reach out to Lance," Hood explained with a cheeky face, "that way I'm less stressed."

Cao Mengde also had to be three points shorter in front of Hood, and Qin Hui sighed to himself.

However, there is one thing to say, the little cow is not so fragrant, like Wang Sisi's kind of c-, quite straight, is really good.

A small point, white women age fast, like Noleta is only in her forties, and her skin is like fifty or sixty years old, and it is unacceptable to accept it.

Besides, Zhang Jing prefers Asians, and the white one has a Jennifer enough.

The last and main reason is that Zhang Jing is a treasure picker.

Corrected, "treasure picker" is a wrong concept, Zhang prefers not to have the opportunity to create opportunities, like fighting, with strong aggression.

One more thing to say, it's Wen Li's fault that Zhang Jing became like this, and hanging the enemy is a good example.

Therefore, relatively speaking, Zhang Jing believes that Hood from Nairobi is more valuable than Lance Mavericks.

Thinking of this, Zhang Jing kept the bottom line and said, "I don't have to take the initiative to contact Lance, but if it's an occasion, or she takes the initiative to contact me, it doesn't count."

"Also

Yes," Zhang Jing asked, "In exchange, you need to exchange ten mahogany trees with a diameter of 2 meters and a length of 10 meters."

"Huh?" The whites of Hood's eyes widened, and he glared out like dead fish eyes, "I can't do this."

"If you can't even do this little thing," Zhang Jing stimulated Hood, "what future are you talking about?"

"Zhang Jing, listen to my explanation," Hood introduced, "The kind you said is too rare, if it is 1 meter in diameter, I can still think of a way."

"I'll take a step back," Zhang Jing said, "one is not less than 2 meters in diameter, and nine are more than 1 meter in diameter."

Hood pondered for three or four seconds, and finally asked, "Add an extra 500,000 meters."

Zhang Jing agreed.