Through the window, I watched Zhang Jing drive away.

The anger in Zhang Xin's heart had condensed into substance, and he vowed to let Zhang Jing kneel in front of him and sing conquest.

Before this meeting, I never expected Zhang Jing's personality to be so Westernized, and he looked at him completely levelly, without a trace of traditional cultural condescension and inferiority.

Damn!

Zhang Jing can probably guess what Zhang Xin thinks in his heart, and there is a high probability that he is bold and arrogant.

Leaving Irvine and driving 70 kilometers back to the north of the track, there is Léa and chef Liu Xiang at home, ready for lunch.

Because there are fewer taboos and advertisements, Zhang Jing gradually got used to watching TV, watching reality shows before, and watching the news this time.

Watch the island battle between Messi and Amu.

Soon saw the content he wanted, and Amu's only big ship was really in the war sea, used to deter the weak Messi.

This is exactly what Zhang Jing wants, using the cylinder bean to release mines at close range, sinking and injuring it.

Of course, someone is not mad, he just wants to blow a hole in the ship, and the vast majority of people on board will not die.

But the stock market will definitely fall sharply, and the FTSE 100 will also fall.

While eating lunch, a message was sent to Ding Jiaqi to communicate the timing of short selling.

Ding Jiaqi is still in the royal court.

I received a message from my boyfriend at half past midnight, and I didn't need to do anything in particular, and the plan was prepared in advance.

The next step is to mobilize public opinion, unite all the forces that can be mobilized to sell short the shares of Ah Mu, increase the short power, and wait for Ah Mu to have an accident.

The sun sets in the west and rises in the east.

At 9 a.m. Eastern time, the Ministry of Commerce of Zone D held a press conference.

The spokesman publicly reminded the surface owners of the increased risk of Amu's defeat in the two wars, and called on the capital of Zone D to withdraw from Amu as soon as possible and sell all assets and stocks short.

The voice fell, and the press conference was in an uproar.

In the face of Chi Guoguo's slapping in the face, the Amu reporter was very dissatisfied and immediately raised his hand to ask questions.

The spokesman motioned for the staff to hand the microphone to the CBB reporter in Amu.

Getting the microphone, the CBB female reporter asked dissatisfiedly, "Mr. Spokesman, why do you think Ah Mu will lose in the war?" ”

"Unjustified and helpless."

The spokesperson's answer was brief, but fortunately, the CBB reporter had a lot of expertise and she understood the meaning of the sentence.

Accusing Ah Mu of not being liked by everyone and not by God, so there is a high probability that he will be unlucky.

At this time, other reporters raised their hands, and the spokesman chose CCTV 10,000 reporters.

"Mr. Yan," asked a reporter from CCTV, "your words are shocking, is this proposal serious?" ”

"Yes, we hope that Zone D Capital will be able to reduce its losses in the future, which is why we have this press conference."

Less than half an hour after the end of the press conference, similar views on the intranet began to plow, and they began to bloom in an all-round way.

Everyone has a realization in their minds that Ah Mu can't win the war, so he will escape from Ah Mu Market as soon as possible.

At the same time, positions in short Amak stocks and indices through the Hong Kong, Temasek, and Tokyo trading markets are increasing rapidly.

Of course, some people bet on failure, and some people bet on winning, which is normal, but the majority of the funds lost in bets are lost.

It was early in the morning, and when he saw that Area D was so desperately attacking, the Grand Governor was still in bed, and immediately tweeted to quibble.

The content of the quibble is very long, and the summary has one meaning.

'Under his own leadership, Ah Mu will not lose! ’

Number 1550, eleven p.m.

Zhang Jing is brushing Station B on the bed.

Influenced by the spokesperson of the Ministry of Commerce in Zone D, many financial bloggers and big Vs are following the trend to sing the curtain down.

The limelight is very strong, probably because of the algorithm, more than a dozen of them are similar content.

Oil change line brush.

Because it is daytime in the East, there are more bloggers from Wanwan, Corn on the Cob, Fried Chicken, Temasek, and Indy.

There are some bloggers and messages that tend to think that Ah Mu will not lose, the butt decides the head, and these people gamble a lot.

That's when the phone rang and Candela called.

"The news in YouTube, Zone D is not optimistic about the growth of the FTSE 100 index, what do you think?"

"This." Zhang Jing decided to listen to his friend's advice and eat a full meal, "Where are you now?" ”

"At Bellai's house."

"I'm coming for you?"

Candela was slightly stunned, and then reacted in a crisp voice and agreed, "Okay." ”

Hanging up the phone, Candela jumped out of bed for a second, intending to rush into the bathroom to take a shower.

Then put on sensual underwear, and wait for Zhang Jing to arrive.

However, she stopped her sudden movements at the sanitary door.

Because life has been adventurous, the sixth sense keenly sensed that something was wrong, turned around and grabbed the mobile phone on the bed, and sent a brief message to Zhang Jing.

'Beware! ’

Zhang Jing could probably guess that Candra was excited, but he didn't expect her to send such a message next.

Watch out?

Beware of cows that will die of exhaustion?

Just kidding, Zhang Jing sped up his dressing action.

At night, the outdoor temperature is only about 10 degrees, and Zhang Jing wears black polyester and cotton blended casual trousers, a light blue pullover, and gray trendy shoes.

Replace the X5 bulletproof, and now go out is a Tiger bulletproof car.

It's also black, and the model looks slightly larger than the X5, and it's a bit tougher than the Chevrolet bulletproof version.

There are not many cars on the road at midnight, and it is easy to drive without congestion, and it takes more than four or five minutes to reach No. 638 Siena Road.

It is a large white luxury house built on the west side of a small hill with a view of the sea not far away.

At the door of the front yard of the villa, the car stabilized and had not stopped, and Zhang Jing really found that something was wrong.

The lights in the master bedroom on the second floor were not on.

The gym on the east side of the first floor, which faces the front yard, uses large floor-to-ceiling windows, and the lights inside should not be turned off all year round.

There is no doubt that Candela must have had an accident.

If there is no accident, you must also treat it as an accident and be very vigilant, otherwise those girlfriends who are more beautiful than the three thousand beauties in the harem don't know who will be cheaper.

Sitting in the car, Zhang Jing honked the car horn.

In about three seconds, two electric black iron doors slowly opened inward.

Zhang Jing did not hesitate, pretended not to find anything, and drove slowly through.

Bypassing the fountain in the middle of the front yard and ignoring the pessing boy's hooliganism, Zhang Jing can easily spot the 'ghost' through the 25-meter metal visible.

There were gunmen hiding on both the first and second floors, as many as three people.

Probably because of the limited visual distance, Candela was not visible.

Pretending not to know anything, Zhang Jing got out of the car at the door of the main house of the villa at close range, and pushed open the entrance door of the main house.

The sliding door is a foyer with a living room on the left hand side and an interior porch on the right hand side.

There was a gunman behind the door of the parlor.

Zhang Jing did not hesitate to use the legally bought, equipped with a sound lower, and unstrengthened M1911 classic pistol.

Through the wooden door of the living room, six shots were fired in succession, attacking the gunman with all his might.

Six shots, five hits.

The gunman fell to the ground behind the door, his eyes wide open, his eyes full of unwillingness, he didn't expect this to be the way he died.

Could it be that the other party can open up and see through like playing a game?

Zhang Jingneng guessed that the gunman was very uncomfortable, and gently pushed open the wooden door of the living room and mended his forehead.

After eliminating the first intruder, Zhang Jing continued to move forward and came to the double wooden door of the main hall.

Stand still for a second and push open the living room door with both hands.

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