Zhang Jing did not enjoy the four colors provided by Date Temple Naru, and after experiencing the tower incident, that desire could be suppressed, although it was not reduced.

After calling Kangxi, the three of them hooked up and went to the CycleHotel &CSNO Casino in Bell Garden to play from day to night.

Zhang Jing just made a small bet, a few or a dozen yuan bet, and lost more than 3,000 yuan when he left at 12 o'clock in the middle of the night.

Although you lose money, you have a lot of fun, eat, drink and have fun, and the casino has it all inside.

Date Temple Ming made a very generous move, lost more than 100,000, and was also very happy, because when he left, he took away two girls who thought he was a sugar father.

Kangxi and Zhang Jing are in a similar situation, and spending money seems a bit stingy.

Seeing Date Siming leave first, Kangxi, who weighed 200 pounds, had an envious expression, "The difference between me and the little book is that I don't have a rich father."

Zhang Jing hehe, diverted the topic and asked, "How about you pour the house?"

Kangxi's job is to buy leakage real estate at a low price, partially renovate or sell it after full renovation, with diligence and good vision, he can earn an average of about 500,000 meters a year.

Talking about the house, Kangxi looked around left and right, made sure that there was no one else next to him, and said worriedly: "I bought a house last month, and there may be a corpse buried in the backyard."

"Why didn't you call the police?" Zhang Jing asked rhetorically.

"Calling the police will cause the price of the house to drop," Kangxi's expression was firm, "I plan to take the house off as soon as possible as soon as I don't know." new

Zhang Jing didn't say anything, he could kill two strangers for a worthless weapon, Kangxi did it reasonably, there was nothing wrong with it.

"Let's go," Kangxi invited, "come to my house and have something to eat, I have a gift for you."

Zhang nodded to accept.

Kangxi had already sold his villa at 2455 Hannaford Avenue in Oxnard, which originally belonged to Omar, and now lives in a middle-class neighborhood with a high concentration of Asian Americans in Irvine.

Because the city is like a dough spread, it is about 70 kilometers from the Dragon Phoenix Casino to Irvine, and it is already half past one in the morning when it arrives at the local time.

When he arrived at the place, Kangxi parked the car at the door and skillfully opened the door of the living room.

The classic rice-style wooden building is built on a floor, and the interior is also in the classic rice-style layout and decoration style.

"The previous owner was a white Citigroup," Kangxi turned on the corridor light and introduced Zhang Jing, "because all the people living in the neighborhood are Asians, so I sold the house and moved away."

Zhang nodded in understanding.

Irvine is a concentration of middle-class and wealthy Asians, Humbillan is a concentration of nouveau riche, Orbit North is a concentration of white tycoons, and Orbit South is a concentration of successful people.

In addition, there are many groups in the Moko concentration area, Bangzi City, Nanyue Street, African Street, Indian area, Needle Park, etc., and there are many groups.

All of the above places are in urban areas, and some places are very dangerous, such as the Mexican concentration area, which you usually have to walk around.

The safest is Beverly, the place with the highest density of public security police in the whole Citigroup, and it is also the place with the highest salary of the public security police in the whole Citigroup, with an average annual salary of more than 100,000 meters.

The police on both sides of the track will arrive within three minutes at the latest, and most of the time it will only be faster.

As for the Mego-Ge area, as long as there are no dead people, the thieves and thieves are too lazy to take care of the thieves, and they are too lazy to investigate, and if they come slowly, they only have a police certificate, and they are left to find the insurance company by themselves.

"You come with me to the backyard, beware of dogs." As he spoke, Kangxi picked up a metal detector.

"Wang! Wang!"

As soon as Kangxi's words fell, a dog barked from the other side of the living room.

Follow Kangxi through the living room and come to the backyard corridor, where there is a big dog, so big that Zhang Jing was slightly startled.

It stands up to be more than 80 centimeters tall, about 170 or 180 pounds, with black, white and brown hair, a strong body, and a tame look.

"This is a Saint Bernard dog, with a gentle personality, and it belongs to the companion assistance dog," Kangxi hugged the dog, "I just gave birth to five babies before Christmas, it's a pity to sell them, if you want them, I will give them all to you."

"Yes," Zhang Jing readily agreed, "there are a lot of farms

food, they can eat enough, and they can run freely."

After chatting about the dog, Kangxi took Zhang Jing to the right ten meters of the backyard gate at midnight and pointed to the underground:

"I accidentally detected metal underneath this, thinking it was a good thing, but I dug out the roof of the car, and then backfilled, but I didn't dare to dig it out, there may be a body inside."

Metal visible, there are cars underground, there are pistol components, metal shoe buckles, metal zippers.

"There is a high probability that it is a corpse," Zhang Jing analyzed from a normal angle, "It is estimated that the car is the scene of the murder, otherwise it would not be buried with the car."

"I thought so too, so I didn't dare to dig for fear of getting into trouble."

"Maybe there's something good in there, too." Zhang Jing reminded Kangxi.

"Please," Kangxi's mind was clear, "Even if there are good things, can my 200-pound body digest them?"

Zhang Jingguaner, he doesn't want to cause trouble, forget it.

Fast forward to Thursday evening.

After Ding Jiaqi was carefully dressed up, the relaxed suit was added, the handsome and handsome Zhang Jing drove to Bel Air.

Bel Air is located in the west of Los Angeles, a luxury and upscale residential area located in the mountains.

Unlike Beverly's riches and Humbigan's sudden riches, the people who live in Bel-Air are very mysterious.

Each dwelling is tucked away behind a high-walled wood, creating a reverie of endless imagination.

Along the winding uphill road, Zhang Jing came to No. 638 Siena Road, and there were already more than 20 luxury cars piled up at the door.

"Welcome," the wheat-colored Kandra approached Zhang Jing in a blue dress dress, "how are you doing?"

"It's okay," Zhang Jing handed over the birthday gift prepared by Ding Jiaqi, a bottle of farm-grown white wine, as he spoke, "Happy birthday."

"Thank you," Kandra took the gift and handed it to her assistant, "I'll introduce you to new friends later."

Zhang Jing didn't need new friends, but Kandra was kind and couldn't help but say, "I'm looking forward to it."

"We'll talk later."

Another guest arrived, leaving this sentence Kandra to greet a Sky Blue Lamborghini SV that had just driven away.

A woman walked out of the car, a wheat-colored woman, about 1.68 meters tall, wearing a black sequined dress evening gown and black high heels.

The difference is that her dress is quite bold, with slits all the way to the base of her thighs, V breasts all the way to her stomach, and a large piece of flesh color is in the air, which is very eye-catching.

Look again.

Dark eyes, neck-length black hair, western faces, skin... It's neither white nor tender, it's so-so.

Judging from their appearance and skin alone, Ding Jiaqi and Wang Sisi have thrown strange women for ten streets.

What is not comparable is that people dress in a very moist style, if a man is not confident enough, if he is not rich enough, such a woman really can't cover it.

Like a celebrity, all the guests looked at the strange woman.