"It's the king-eight-egg next door!"

Ten minutes later, Emma's brother came back from outside, scolding and sitting down at the table, "It's still the same old thing, let's sell the farm."

"I've been here once in the morning," Emma said as she poured her brother a full glass of beer, "I can't remember how many times I turned them down."

Zhang Jing put down the pig's feet, his hands and face were full of oil, and asked the family, "What's the situation?"

"The farmer next door is a rich man who has been devouring the surrounding small farms for more than 20 years," Ava introduced to Zhang Jing, "Our family has always been reluctant to sell, so they come to the door every day to find trouble." r/>

Zhang nodded to the head, the big landlord swallowed the middle landlord, the middle landlord swallowed the small landlord, and the small landlord swallowed the small peasants.

Over time, the land becomes more and more concentrated, which is a normal situation and a very reasonable thing.

"You should vote for all the big people to get out of Texas!" The old man, who was munching on sausages with a beard on his face, suddenly spoke, "You can't let them do whatever they want on Texas soil!"

"Ahem!"

Zhang Jing was choked and coughed repeatedly, and asked curiously, "The farm next door is a big country?"

"I don't know," the old man had a foul temper, "and he looks like a big country."

"They're from the Thousand Islands," Miss Emma, who was physically strong, knew better, "The person I saw in the morning is named Xu Ming."

"Look," Zhang Jing explained, "most of our big countries are good people."

"Mr. Jack," Ava looked at Zhang Jing, "just because you're a good person, doesn't mean that all people in a big country are good;

According to the data released by the state yamen, one-third of the large farms and newly built mansions in Texas were bought by your big people, and this data is still increasing year after year;

This has led to an increase in house prices and land prices, leading to an increase in land and property taxes."

Zhang Jing's pupils widened, "Spread rumors?"

Ava explained to Zhang Jing, "The government affairs of the state yamen are open and verifiable, and you can go to see them at any time."

"Okay," Zhang Jing still explained to his compatriots, "there are 1.4 billion people in the country, and even if only 0.01 people are interested in Texas farms and mansions, the number is very staggering."

"So a new piece of legislation was recently passed," Ava's brother chimed in, "prohibiting people from large countries who don't have green cards from buying houses and properties in Texas;

What has been purchased should also be sold within two years."

The helpless and sad fact that when a property is thrown out, the house price is likely to drop a little.

The drop in house prices represents a drop in property taxes, which can really benefit the locals.

Thinking of this, Zhang Jing felt a headache, and he couldn't empathize as a person, otherwise he would split his nerves.

For the next five days, Zhang Jing stayed on the farm and roughly went through 600 acres of land, finding nothing suspicious.

It is clear that the treasure of the Southern Army is not here.

But Zhang Jing didn't get nothing.

It turned out that next door to Ava's farm was a large manor that was rumored to have mushroom-proof bombs and was protected by a large number of retired soldiers.

It is said to have a total area of 20,000 acres, with mountains, rivers, lakes, and large hunting areas.

Not intending to provoke the Xu family, Zhang Jing drove away from Ava's farm and headed to the border city of Laredo.

At the same time, the big Internet celebrity Kelly was finally released after many days of illegal detention and interrogation.

During her detention, she was subjected to beatings, electric shocks, drinking chili water, bright light and noise, and other inhuman torture.

In the hospital, two female vigilantes stood in front of Kelly's hospital bed and asked, "Do you know who the killer is?"

Shocked and frightened, Kelly shook her head wildly, "They wore hoods and used voice changers the whole time."

"Why did they tie you up? Extortion? Beauty?"

"Neither," Kelly shook her head, "and they asked me if I had helped one person steal another's things."

"Who's and who?" The security officer asked confusedly.

"I don't know," Kelly replied, "I guess it's someone I know, but I don't know who it is, I'm innocent."

The vigilantes asked a lot of questions, but Kelly was asked

After so many days, I didn't know anything.

I only know that she was mistreated very badly, and her spirit broke down several times.

There is one more thing that is unreasonable, Kelly was not invaded by xin.

This revealed that there was a high probability that her kidnapping was Asian.

Because Kelly's beauty is really not an Oriental dish.

The figure is not high, the bust circumference is not large, and it is a little chubby, the advantage is that it can wear makeup, the clothing style is bold, and the overall is not as good as roadside fast food.

The point is the price, only 20 yuan on the side of the road, but the quality is excellent.

In this case, there is no need to risk adding an offence that would save you a few years in prison if you are caught.

Two female vigilantes praised their strong reasoning skills.

Unaware of Kelly's tragic experience, Zhang Jing drove 260 kilometers southeast from Del Rio to "Laredo".

"Laredo" is more famous in Citigroup.

In the border city between Citi and Mexico, 4.5 of the 10 people on the street are Hispanic and Mexican Americans, five are indigenous, and 0.5 are white and yellow.

As you can see from the ethnic ratio, this is a "hospitable" city.

As a passer-by, Zhang Jing experienced the hospitality of the locals as soon as he arrived.

In a Moge restaurant in the suburbs, Zhang Jing was sitting by the window eating when he saw a hatchback car stopped in a hurry with a sudden brake.

Then out of the passenger seat came an African-American teenager with an Uzi submachine gun in his hand, and shot at the driving position of another white car ten meters away.

The owner of the attacked car reacted sharply and escaped from the passenger seat, hiding behind the car, and returned fire after the pistol was raised.

In a panic, Zhang Jing noticed that both sides were using the "over-the-top" high-lift shooting method.

There is one thing to say.

This approach, known as "faith shooting," is ridiculed in major countries.

But it's like a layman commanding an insider, it doesn't make sense.

In the evening, Zhang Jing stayed in a motel.

Interestingly, when you enter the room, you find two pistols and a zippered backpack behind the air conditioning vents.

No need to guess, there must be money in the backpack, or bread raw materials.

In a messy place, he was not interested in the contents of the bag, and Zhang Jing asked the innkeeper to change the room on the grounds that there was a cactus tree outside the window.

In a small place, the boss had a poor attitude and was very unhappy to change the room for Zhang Jing.

Back in the early days of Citigroup.

Ding Jiaqi reminded that some white-skinned pigs have never seen the red necks of the world, and their behavior is similar to that of neuropathy.

In addition, Zhang Jingzao is no longer a little cabbage, and in the face of people with a very poor attitude and almost no quality, he can do it in the left ear and out the right ear.

After changing rooms again, Zhang Jing first closed the curtains.

Then check the safety, no pinholes, no guns, no bread raw materials.

Then take out a piece of A-frame bulletproof plate and block it between the window and the bed.

Finally, a heavy explosion-proof clock was placed behind the door of the guest room, and Zhang Jing entered the bathroom, put hot water, and soaked in Meimei.

However, there are unforeseen circumstances in the sky, and people have good and bad luck.

I don't know how long it has passed, Zhang Jing was slowly sleepy in the bathtub, and was suddenly woken up by the sound of firecrackers.