Zhang Jing didn't know about the conversation between Zhong Chaoyang and his friends.

Driving back to Los Angeles at 8 p.m., passing by San Fernando, I remember a nightclub in front of me, and bulletproof cars parked in a garbage-strewn street parking space.

I don't know what other people's hobbies are, but he likes the music, lighting, and lively atmosphere of nightclubs more and more.

Similar to the situation in the movie, there are always several tall black bodyguards in front of the nightclub.

Leave it alone, go inside.

There was no ticket, and the bag was one meter yuan, Zhang Jing walked in empty-handed, passed through a soundproof door, and behind it was a familiar formula, a familiar - black smoke miasma.

Follow the beat, squeeze into the middle of the crowd, watch DJ beauties DJing, pole dancing, and the men and women around them who smell of sweat.

Zhang Jing feels, it's so good!

There are a lot of goals, and you need to filter out those fake beauties who look beautiful because of the lights.

Carefully selected, a beautiful woman in a gel coat and short skirt with short hair was noticed by Zhang Jing.

There are real materials, and they are not very old.

Afraid of being beaten by the other party's boyfriend, I specially observed her for a while to make sure that she was just a person, and decisively stepped forward to talk to her.

"Hello," Zhang Jing accosted the other party while twisting his body, "Did anyone say that you look like you looked like you did when you were young." ”

The girl in the gel coat and short skirt gently twisted her waist while looking at Zhang Jing up close.

One second, two seconds.... The girl said in a word: "Jack. Zhang, MAT boss. ”

“...”

Zhang Jing died directly, and when he came out to meow, why was he recognized?

Seeing Zhang Jing's embarrassment, the girl explained: "I've been following your Twitter account for a long time, starting with Champion Racecourse. ”

Zhang Jing breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, "I invite you to drink?" ”

"I'm not of legal age to drink yet," the girl in the gel coat smiled happily, "Are you sure you want to invite me to drink?" ”

"Forget it," Zhang Jing gave up, "I don't want to go to jail." ”

Seeing what Zhang Jing wanted, the girl in the gel dress and short skirt said boldly, "How about going and sit in your car?" ”

Of course it's good, Zhang Jing is not worried about the other party's jumping immortals, he is just passing by here, and the randomness is very large.

However, when he left the nightclub with the little beauty.

Follow the dim street lights on the side of the street until you are still 20 meters away from your car.

Looking up, he saw two black youths, one filming and the other using a baseball bat to frantically attack his car.

Shoot and smash while laughing.

Uncle can endure it, aunt can't bear it, reached out and stretched under the jacket on the back of the waist.

Feints.

A legitimately bought, unstrengthened M1911 pistol appeared in his hand, and from a distance of twenty meters, he fired directly at the black man who smashed the car.

One shot overturned the skull, three shots in a row.

The other black man filmed was startled, screamed like a ghost, threw away the slip in his hand, and crawled away.

The brains of the girl in the gel dress and short skirt crashed for a second, reminding Zhang Jingdao, "Call the police for an ambulance first, and then call the lawyer." ”

I didn't expect the girl to be an expert.

Zhang Jing was already planning to do this, took out his mobile phone to call the police for an ambulance, and finally called the lawyer Shen Mingming.

The girl in the gel dress uses her mobile phone to record a live video, and she is worried that someone will deliberately destroy it.

In less than four minutes, the security police arrived first and hurriedly rescued the deceased.

The ambulance screamed and followed.

Wearing a security hat and a body camera on his chest, Zhang Jing, a black police officer of about 50 years old, locked his hands behind his back and asked, "Why did you shoot him?" ”

"He's attacking my car."

"He looks like he's just a kid," a black security officer in his fifties stood in front of Zhang Jing, "Did you warn him before shooting?" ”

Zhang Jing argued, "I'm not sure if they were carrying weapons. ”

At this time, another security officer recognized Zhang Jing as the MAT boss.

Plus the pistol is legal, the protection of one's property is legal, and there is also the mirrorless video content left behind by the black attacker himself.

and Shen Mingming's strength.

Zhang Jing was released after 50 minutes and cannot leave Los Angeles for the time being, waiting for the judge to announce the end of the case.

The girl in the black gel coat had already left half an hour early.

Zhang Jing drove to 924 Hongbigang to accompany Silan and Ante.

Silan is like a white beauty who came out of the anime, characterized by always wearing a loose top, which is extra-large.

But she is not fat, her skin is delicate, and her figure is very wow.

In addition, there is also a newcomer in the 924 family, that is, Xiao Yu, a native of the Kingdom of God, who has six years of experience as a soldier.

For three years, everyone has to go to the army.

There are three more years as a working soldier, working to make money.

In the dark night, lying on the bed, hugging Si Lan, who was about to give birth to a second child, Zhang Jing felt a little impetuous, could it be because he had just killed someone?

Feeling that her boyfriend's breath was unstable, Silan thought that Zhang Jing was in need and took the initiative to help solve the problem.

It was twelve o'clock in the morning.

The body is empty, just sleepy, and the mobile phone that sleeps in the separate room rings non-stop in the supporting study of the master bedroom.

At first, Zhang Jing didn't plan to pick it up, but it kept ringing.

Sure enough, pulling Si Lan, who was about to get up, Zhang Jing came to the study and picked up Shen Mingming's phone.

"Mr. Zhang," Shen Mingming went straight to the point on the phone, "I didn't care before, I just knew that the black young man you killed was named Sebot, and he had a total of 20 million followers on four platforms. ”

"His fans are very active and irritable on social media at the moment, and there is a possibility that they will storm MAT headquarters."

Zhang Jing had a black thread, "That guy looks like 2-5-0, are you sure he has 20 million followers?" ”

"Mr. Zhang," Shen Mingming reminded Zhang Jing, "you can't measure black Internet celebrities by the standard of Internet celebrities in Zone D;

Sebot, who was killed, made prank videos to attract fans;

These include smashing cars, stealing things, snatching maternity bags, assaulting elderly Asians, hiding toothpaste, mustard and so on in the food for homeless people. ”

“...”

Forgive Zhang Jing's shallow knowledge, that thing actually has 20 million fans, how crazy his fans should be?

As a precaution, Zhang Jing then called Mai.... Suddenly I thought of something, and hung up the phone that I hadn't dialed.

Go back to the bedroom and put on your clothes, go down to the first floor, and knock on Xiao Yu's door.

"Boss," asked Xiao Yu, who was thin, short-haired, wheat-colored, and dressed in pajamas, "is there something wrong?" ”

"I killed a black influencer in the middle of the night, and his followers could hit the mat rush, and I needed to hire some people to protect it from loss."

"I have compatriots who can help," Xiao Yu answered, "and they will protect the MAT headquarters from shock, from damage." ”

Zhang Jing just tried, but he didn't expect Xiao Yu to really be able to, so he asked repeatedly: "Are you sure?" ”

"I'm sure."

"Those who participate in the protection mission will be paid no less than 2,000 meters," Zhang promised. ”

Xiao Yu nodded.

Zhang Jing took a step back and went back upstairs to sleep.

The reason why I suddenly thought of asking Xiao Yu for help was because of the special situation in the Kingdom of God.

All people are soldiers, and everyone has to undergo three years of high-intensity training.