Holsey was fast and arrived in Dublin at seven o'clock the next day.

Zhang Jing accompanied Zhang Bei and Zhang Shi to finish breakfast, and left the Blood Castle in the Tiger bulletproof car held by the Blood Castle.

Zhang Bei's godfather, Jonathan, who is strong and of medium stature. Rice drives.

Guessing that Jonathan had something to say, Zhang Jing sat in the passenger seat.

Sure enough, the car had just left the gate of the Blood Castle not far away, and Jonathan chatted while driving, "The space for the Tess family to stand on the side is getting smaller and smaller."

"Reaching the limit?" Zhang Jing asked rhetorically.

"The flames of war have been burning into the border between Kazakhstan and Africa for eight months, and it has reached its limit."

"Zhang Bei supports you and trusts you, and I also support you and trust you," Zhang Jing first affirmed Jonathan's loyalty and ability, "The loss of assets is acceptable, don't let Zhang Bei be in danger."

It feels good to be trusted, Jonathan explains, "If the Amu Yamen confiscates the Montes family's assets in Amu;

The Kefei Yamen promised to confiscate Ah Mu's non-Kefei assets to compensate the Montes family."

"For the long haul," Jonathan said, "there's no need to take the good, and there's no need to take the best."

Zhang nodded his head, no objection.

"According to tradition, the more you enjoy, the more you bear," Jonathan continued, "The Montes family is withered, and no family members can go to war;

So I'm going to continue to lower the rent for ordinary people, and free rent for a small number of people, and you'll get less money."

The Montes family owns about 760,000 acres of land, which translates to about 3,075 square kilometers.

For an area with a total area of 70,000 square kilometers, about 1/450 belongs to large landowners.

These plots of land are thousands of pieces of land and are rented by different people.

Zhang Bei also said last night that he planned to temporarily divide some large plots of land into small plots to house people who had lost their homes because of the war.

Along the way, the Montes family's next fateful choice, and when the car arrived at the door of the Château Clontalf Hotel, Jonathan concluded:

"As one of the quid pro quo, the Yamen allows the Blood Keep to import and purchase weapons until the end of the war, can you help?"

It was clear that Jonathan was going to buy something good, and if it was just a normal firearm, he wouldn't have to help.

"It's a little difficult," Zhang Jing's brows furrowed slightly, "You make a list for me first."

Get out.

Walk through the hotel lobby and courtyard, and take the stairs to the third floor of the main building of the Castle Hotel.

In a guest room on the third floor, I saw a slightly chubby, small--fear-horror-divided-son-Holsey.

Although she was pregnant, she was obviously uncomfortable, so she hugged Zhang Jing and gnawed.

People are floating in the rivers and lakes, sooner or later they will be stabbed, and they will suffer losses left and right, Zhang Jing chose to take the initiative and strive to let Holsey continue to lose his mind.

After a bloody storm, Holsey first lost his strength and was defeated.

Feeling Zhang Jing's true love, Holsey crawled in the man's arms like a kitten, "Guess why I came this time?"

"Because I miss you?" Zhang Jing asked rhetorically.

Holsi was killed by sweetness, his fingers drew circles on Zhang Jing's chest, and he said in a coquettish tone, "Because of the pressure of Area D, the mining enterprises in the League area of Ulaanbaatar must leave;

This news is only known to a few people, and it has not been made public, so you can see if there is any opportunity to make money."

"Huh?" Zhang Jing didn't expect Holsey to give such a big gift, reminding her not to get too deep into the play, "I'm a scumbag, it's not worth your sincerity."

"It's hard to say what will happen in the future," Holsi shook his head and said he wouldn't listen, "I love you very much now."

The world hates scheming green tea watches, but if she is dedicated to only one person green tea and only one person to lick, it is true love.

"Who else but me would know about this?" Zhang Jingxie asked.

"The oligarchs in Zone Z and the oligarchy in Zone D who have close contacts with the alliance area, apart from these two, there is no one else."

Zhang Jing picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table, letter

The information was sent to Ding Jiaqi.

Big Coconut Tree Bank, which has a mining company under its asset management division, has a copper mine in Ulaanbaatar's South Gobi province.

It is within the scope of business, and if there is a leak, you can pick it up, of course.

No, not sad.

Because he was a public figure, Zhang Jing accompanied Holsey in the room for two days and did not go out during the whole process.

Eating and drinking are delivered to the room by the hotel.

The day before Christmas, Hall left, and Zhang Jing returned to the Blood Castle at four o'clock in the afternoon that day.

Lined with diamond-encrusted antique cars, straight-edged machines, and a bright and printable floor, Jonathan handed Zhang Jing a list of weapons written on paper.

A4 paper, three full pages.

"Mr. Jonathan."

At a glance, rifles, grenades, body armor, signal screens, night vision devices, heartbeat meters, drones, robot dogs, etc. are not mentioned.

There are heavy machine guns, heavy mines, small-caliber artillery, and anti-aircraft rocket launchers, Zhang Jing asked bluntly, "Not only are there heavy weapons, but some require more than 10 pieces, are you preparing for war?"

"It's about the survival of the Montes family, it's a war," explained Jonathan, who is strong and of medium height, "and there's no second chance to lose."

I didn't expect Jonathan to be so vigilant and determined.

Zhang Jing reminded, "There will be things, and there is no way to provide proof of origin when entering the customs."

"It's okay, as long as we let the yamen know that we have these weapons in our hands, it's legal, and we don't need to provide a source."

He nodded his head and felt the phone vibrate in his coat pocket.

The pretty rooster sent a message that the AI monitoring system of the Blood Castle had detected a black Renault car passing by the road outside the gates of the Blood Castle three times in the past week.

It's nothing to pass normally, and the speed decreases by about 15 kilometers per pass.

The AI monitoring system thinks there is a problem with this, so it takes the initiative to call the police.

Again, Zhang Jing felt the horror of AI.

It is impossible for human beings to monitor the road at the door every day, nor can they turn over the monitoring every day to count the passing vehicles.

As for reducing the speed by 15 kilometers per hour each time you pass, there is no way to find out.

AI doesn't have this problem.

The scary thing is that Seoul, including Seoul, used this kind of artificial intelligence several years ago to automatically analyze whether pedestrians and passers-by have dangerous tendencies.

In other words, the future is not far off, and 'premeditated will be caught quickly,' and it will be difficult to predict if AI goes straight to it.

With a flash of thought in his heart, Zhang Jing took his eyes off his phone and looked at Jonathan, "Are there automatic weapons in the castle?"

"Seven shotguns, a pistol, these are legal possessions."

"Isn't it legal?"

"Five acacers, fifteen full magazines."

"Not enough," Zhang Jing stretched out his hand forward, "give me the car keys."

Jonathan was stunned for a second, "What do you mean?"

"Literally, someone wants to kill you and Zhang Bei, loose on the outside and tight on the inside, don't let the enemy see anything."

Taking the car keys from Jonathan, Zhang Jing left the castle,

At the same time, seven members of the Amu Secret Service, disguised as civilians, planned to invade the Blood Ciep on Christmas Eve, which was tonight.

The reason is that the Amu Yamen found that the Montes family had reduced the rent of individuals by 30% and the rent of enterprises by 10%.

There is a tendency to fully support the non-yamen.

No more than a small donation of money, the Montes family owns 760,000 acres of land, which can take care of and feed many homeless ordinary people.

If it is killed, it will greatly increase the potential of the Hak-Africa war, so it is intended to nip the threat in the bud.

At the same time, it also issued a clear warning to other capitalists who want to go out of the game.