Zhang Jing didn't know that Grims was going to pretend to be X.

After resting in his hotel room for an hour and eating and drinking, he picked up the phone that Greens had left in his room.

After that, we will go to the rooftop of the hotel.

The Hilton Hotel has a total of 20 floors, which is a relatively tall building in the urban area, and the rooftop view is unique.

Simply stepped on the point, and came back again at 11 o'clock in the evening.

released smart beans to guard the staircase, and Zhang Jing began to do things.

The upper limit of the 77 range is forty kilometers, and the target location is a mansion next to the large lake on the outskirts of the city, 13 kilometers to the west.

Zhang Jing first set up a canopy net, and then adjusted the angle of fire according to the coordinates given by Greens.

Normally, this thing needs five people to operate, and it only takes 2 minutes to deploy a 10-meter-long gun from a shrinking state to firing at the fastest.

Zhang Jing is only one person, and he works slowly for 20 minutes.

Ready, just as Zhang Jing was about to shoot, Greens suddenly sent a message.

"The target leaves the residence, and the shooting is canceled."

Speechless, is it necessary to go out in the middle of the night? You can order takeout.

Put away the artillery, put away the camouflage, clean up the traces, and Zhang Jing returned to the room to sleep.

No less than closed the door when the loose-skinned Noletta called.

"Three hours ago, the Costa Rican Yamen was robbed of some of its colonial treasures," Noleta said in an excited tone on the phone, "Someone has succeeded!"

Zhang Jing was surprised, it was really birds dying for food, people dying for money, crazy.

It's none of his business, hanging high, Zhang Jing hugged the smart bean and slept until dawn.

Old problems, I can't sleep in a strange bed, and I have a headache when I can't sleep; Be sure to hold something, soft, and exclude pillows.

There was no word in the middle of the night.

Going out at 9 o'clock in the morning, Zhang Jing met Haimer, nicknamed Honest Man, in a café.

Heimer's full name is Ralph. Hemmer.

A middle-aged man in his forties, beardless, short-haired, white-skinned, reddish skin color.

"Long time no see," Haimer greeted as he looked at Zhang Jing, "how are you doing?"

"You know there are a lot of bad people in this world, and I'm trying to stay alive," Zhang Jing shrugged.

Hemmer didn't want to complain about anything, he always felt that the worst person in the world was sitting across from him.

However, after getting along for such a long time, Haimo knows that Zhang Jing is quite reliable and has a bottom line.

"If you have the chance, you should go to Berlin."

"What's in Berlin?" Zhang Jing asked rhetorically.

"The wealth that the Jews can't take with them," Hemmer shrugged, "and they've been forgotten because they died in the war by accident."

Zhang Jing felt it, "Do you have any specific information?"

"If so," Hemmer humorously asked, "will I tell you?"

Zhang Jingyu stopped.

"Look carefully for those abandoned buildings, cellars," Hemmer reminded, "maybe there's something to gain, what if?"

Zhang nodded, "What you need, I'll provide it to you."

"Money," Hemmer seems to be a free man on the surface, but in fact he is working for Zhang Jing, he only occasionally does some good deeds, so it is not polite to make a request, "and weapons."

"It's best to rent a single-family house, and it's best to be quiet in the middle of nowhere," Zhang Jing demanded, "and then send me the address, don't leave anyone in it."

Heimer nodded, and immediately went to execute after drinking his coffee.

Because of the fierce folk customs, Zhang Jing grabbed a car after leaving the café and then wandered around San Pedro.

Generally speaking, because it was once a colony of Western Spotted Teeth, the architectural style here, the streets and alleys, is very Western Spotted Tooth style.

It's just too poor, too dirty, and a lot of things that don't see the light.

Trading in raw materials for bread, trading in flame-breathing sticks, buying and selling love, and robbing the rich and giving to the poor are all considered kind.

It is not uncommon to forcibly buy and rob young girls, resell people, and force good people.

Passing by the backyard of a bakery, Zhang Jingkai went over, and then turned back.

Wear a cut

Cut yoga pants, carrying a sound-lowering pistol in his right hand and a bulletproof shield in his right hand, pushed off the car.

Strode to the iron door of the backyard and emptied seven rounds of magazines in a row through the gate.

Then he walked in directly, changed his mobile phone, and shot each of the two guards who were lying in a pool of blood.

Murder and arson, just to take away six sturdy wooden boxes.

The iron gate was also taken away, with bullet holes on it, and the perspective killing was too unbelievable.

Continue to wander around, and grab two more places in the next six hours, by which time Haimo has already rented a house in the suburbs, and Zhang Jing rushed over to deliver the goods.

Double-storey building, front door of the house facing the street, internal single-storey area of about 70 square meters, there is a 40 square backyard.

Releasing the smart beans and wrist beans, Zhang Jing stood in the backyard and looked around, there was no special place, and there was no secret to speak of.

Noticing that there was a pile of green bricks left over from the courtyard wall in the corner, Zhang Jing stepped forward to remove them one by one.

"Dig an underground passage to get out."

Brachial beans are pangolins that love to burrow and perform immediately.

Busy four days and four nights.

A tunnel with an average depth of 15 meters, a height of about 1.5 meters, and a total length of about 3 kilometers was excavated, leaving some special arrangements in it.

On the fifth day, he waited for the shelling information again, and before staying away, Zhang Jing left behind the looted weapons and local currency.

Afterwards, drive back to the Hilton Hotel.

Late at night, Zhang Jing came to the rooftop of the 20th floor again, set up a camouflage net, took out the artillery, and the target was still a lakeside villa 13 kilometers away.

Because the artillery was deployed before, the corners were still the same, and this time as long as it was more accurate, it was fired in five minutes.

There was a loud bang, and the cannonball burst out of the chamber.

There was no time to fire the second shot, Zhang Jing put away the artillery, put away the camouflage net, quickly cleaned up the scene, and then sprinkled away.

Push forward the clock by two minutes.

Rosales, a civil official sent by the capital, was in the garage at the moment admiring a batch of colonial treasures that had just been delivered in the evening.

That's right, exactly what was snatched from Costa Rica.

I don't know what dark deals exist behind it, or dirty tricks.

Many good things, the more I look at them, the more I like them, and Rosales also twisted the richest man dance.

Feeling the wind behind him, Rosales subconsciously turned his head.

Only to see that a cannonball that was hot and red with the air was crashing into his arms, and the next second Rosales was shattered.

Explosions occurred at the same time, and the ground shook.

Meanwhile, not far away, Shannon was monitoring the villa where Rosales lived through a telescope, calling his superiors.

"Missed," Shannon reported on the phone, "the shell hit the garage, more than twenty meters away from Rosales's bedroom, and the target is most likely dead."

Old Dai Jin was speechless, he didn't expect his luck to be so bad, why was he so bad?

But that's all there is to it.

It was said earlier that only one shelling can be provided a year.

Two days later, it was already possible to establish that Rosales had disappeared in the explosion.

Yes, it's missing.

Not even a single hair could be found, indicating that the target was exploding in the center of the explosion. Chinese Net

But how is that possible?

Regardless, Rosales disappeared, Grims reached his goal, and his own men were put in the position of battalion commander.

The next plan is to create widespread chaos, control more power, and finally obtain a stable washing*washing* environment.

Zhang Jing didn't know that Gerlins had a black method and a fierce conscience, and at the same time he had already seen the little cow in Cyprus.

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