While Zhang Jing was enjoying lunch, Wen Li received a gift from him in Perth.

The shape, craftsmanship, and value of phoenix-shaped bronzes are all not lost to the bronze dragon, which is a unique good thing.

Not only did it not lose, but it even surpassed it.

There is at least one different shape of the bronze dragon abroad.

And the phoenix weapon in front of him, I don't know the future, at least the moment is a swan song.

After looking at it quietly for a long time, Wen Li sighed: "Zhang Jingzhen is willing, I will definitely hesitate for a long time."

"This is after Li Xing went to Los Angeles," Rainbow analyzed beside her, "Zhang Jingcai's decision, he is reciprocating."

Wen Li nodded, agreed with her adopted daughter's statement, and said slowly:

"Zhang Jing has changed a lot from cautious to uninhibited; But I have always been grateful, grateful and grateful, and never forget my original intention, which is really good."

The butterfly hung her head and didn't answer, she wanted to say in her heart, "Zhang Jing is watching people cook."

"What else did Zhang Jing send?" Wen Li asked.

"There's also a jar of honey," Butterfly said, "and said it was wild honey from the farm."

Wen Li nodded, "I care about people, no wonder I have many girlfriends."

The butterfly continued to hang her head, not answering, and thought to herself, "Zhang Jing is very good at sycophancy."

Zhang Jing didn't know that Rainbow had so many misunderstandings about herself, otherwise she would have had a good talk with her until the misunderstanding was resolved.

He is enjoying a sumptuous lunch at the Garden Hotel's rooftop restaurant next to the picturesque and exotic Nile.

"Honey," Slan asked Sweetheart, "when are we going back?"

Although Zhang Jing was very busy these days, he did not find the tomb of the sixth pharaoh of the Eighteenth Dynasty.

Although the treasure hunt system is good, it is not a panacea.

Here's the problem.

Although I didn't find the tomb of the sixth pharaoh of the Eighteenth Dynasty, I didn't have empty hands, do you want to go back and rest?

The answer is yes, take it when you see it, put it in your pocket, and go home first to cash out.

After lunch, I left Luxor, the city where the Valley of the Kings is located, and drove more than 500 kilometers along the west bank of the Nile in a rented car to return to Cairo.

Two days later, at noon, Los Angeles landed.

Compared to Egypt, the climate is dry and hot, and the temperature in Los Angeles is much more comfortable, and the feeling of spring.

Walk to the parking lot, this time no one put a bomb under the car, and drive back to the north side of the track.

Li Xing said that someone was planning to retaliate, and for safety reasons, Zhang Jing decided to let Silan temporarily live at No. 1550 on the north side of the track.

Beverly, known as the safest place in the whole of Citigroup, does not take more than three minutes to dispatch the police, which makes people feel very safe.

Of course, Wang Sisi needs to be informed of all this in advance, as I said before, No. 1550 is her territory.

Treasure hunting for a long time, driving for a long time, taking a plane for a long time, Zhang Jing was already sleepy to the limit when he got home, rushed into the bedroom, took a simple warm bath, and fell on the bed for a second to be sleepy.

At the same time, Fan Simin's ex-boyfriend, Tong Di, landed at the Los Angeles airport.

Tong Di is about 1.76 meters tall, wears glasses, looks like a gentleman, and has a high overall appearance.

Twenty minutes later, Tong Di took a taxi and appeared in a café on the abandoned track, and saw a middle-aged brown-haired woman holding a gun to his head.

The two whispered something to something, clearly intent on doing something bad.

Zhang Jing didn't know that Tong Di jumped out again, and said that it was no more than three things, otherwise he would definitely go to see God.

After sleeping until seven o'clock the next morning, Zhang Jing woke up hungry, came to the restaurant barefoot, and heard the constant laughter from the kitchen.

It turned out that Silan was telling a joke, and Wang Sisi and Fan Simin were constantly laughing.

Zhang Jing quietly walked to the door of the kitchen and looked at three girlfriends with different styles from behind.

Watching them huddle in a kitchen busy for breakfast, Zhang Jing never imagined that he would become like this one day.

In the end, this matter is Wen Li's fault.

I can't do it, my arms can't twist my thighs, it's not what I want.

Saying.

Silan has a strong desire to survive, worried about losing her boyfriend, worried that she won't be able to have ten children, and is very good at taking the initiative to show goodwill, take the initiative to make friends, and make a good relationship.

After eating a loving breakfast made by his girlfriends, Zhang Jing left in a black X5 bulletproof car and returned to Kanfen Farm, 120 kilometers away.

It is planned to count the harvest, and it is also planned to open the coffin - to perform an autopsy.

Along Sunset Avenue all the way to the west, facing the wind and sunshine, Zhang Jing was in a comfortable mood.

Driving out of Beverly City, with the highway behind it, bulletproof cars are bulky, and the motors are roaring, which sounds very powerful, but actually very powerful, close to four hundred horsepower.

Fast as the wind!

However, Zhang Jing soon discovered the danger, and a white Waguo van was about to overtake.

It's just a little bit ill-intentioned.

Vigilant by nature, Zhang Jing gave oil under his feet.

On a three-lane road, keep in the rightmost lane and join an unfamiliar pickup truck in the middle lane.

Leave a fast lane for vans that want to overtake.

The strange pickup truck owner didn't know that Zhang Jing was using him as a shield, so he waved his hand in a friendly manner.

Zhang Jing waved his hand, his eyes kept paying attention to the white van, just when he thought that he was doing a lot of bad things and seeing that everyone looked like a bad person, the speeding white van suddenly opened the side sliding door from the inside. z.br>

Think it's a migrant worker brother sitting inside?

The result was four lean African-Americans, one holding a double-magazine Arca 47 in his hand, and the car was speeding away, and he frantically pumped bullets at Zhang Jing through an unfamiliar pickup.

The strange pickup truck driver caught in the middle was still shaking his head one second, and the next second he was ruthless.

Zhang Jing braked decisively, thinking of Lindsay's handsome action of adjusting the head of the car at 180 degrees, and forced a wave of rapid operation.

The result was neither good nor bad, the heavy bulletproof car rushed to the opposite road and collided with a blue Lamborghini SUV.

The van in which the four outlaws were riding continued to drive forward, giving up the assassination of Zhang Jing.

Because he is a bad guy and a bad guy understands a bad guy, Zhang Jing didn't dare to get out of the car with his body bowed in the car, worried about serial assassination.

As if in response to the occasion, a high-powered motorcycle roared and followed from behind.

The car was carrying two men and a woman wearing full helmets and dressed in black.

The motorcycle had not yet stopped, and sitting in the back, a woman in a strong suit jumped out of the car, carrying a troll in her hand, crossed the barrier that was knocked down in the middle, and walked quickly towards Zhang Jing's bulletproof car.

found out that the other party had bad intentions, and was worried that the bulletproof glass would not be able to stop the trolls.

Zhang Jing didn't care about destroying public facilities or compensating others, so he hung up the reverse gear, hit the back hard, hit the steering wheel to the left, hung up the forward gear, and quickly left the scene.

The woman was carrying a troll in her hand and shooting again and again, it was useless to hit the tires and fuel tanks, so she could only watch the target flee.... Didn't run away!

Finding that Zhang Jing turned around and chased after him from thirty meters in front of him, the female killer was startled, hurriedly got on the motorcycle, and urged her companion to leave quickly.

It's a pity.

Although the bulletproof car can still run at a high speed of 80 yards after the tire bursts, it is unrealistic to catch up with the motorcycle, so you can only give up the pursuit.

(If it goes well, take a video for your book friend at that time, and ask to read along~~~)