The waiter with a gun is cleaning up the table.

Montes. Bei was resting on the sofa, Zhang Jing straightened his clothes and walked towards the restaurant, taking the initiative to greet the two waiters, "I haven't eaten yet, leave the pork chops and salad." ”

Two female waiters, one fat and one thin.

The fat forty-somethings have a naïve image and asks, "What about the ham?" ”

"No need for ham," Zhang Jing smiled relaxedly, "If you like it, take it to the dormitory and enjoy it, happy Christmas Eve." ”

"Thank you," the fat waiter was delighted, "the ham meat is delicious." ”

Zhang Jing didn't have a trace of nervousness, and nodded in approval.

"Miss Pei is alright?"

The image is relatively thin, with a pistol in the back waist, and the waitress in her thirties looks in the direction of the living room, pretending to be concerned and asking.

"She's fine," Zhang Jing greeted as he looked in the direction of the aisle behind the two of them, "Mr. Jonathan"

Instinctively, the two waiters turned back in unison.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhang Jing crossed the dining table and quickly grabbed the thin waitress with the weapon hidden on her body.

Under the surprised gaze of the fat waiter, Zhang Jing searched for a pistol from her companion.

"How do you know?" The skinny waitress with a brown ponytail asked in disbelief.

Zhang Jing hehe, "What do you say?" ”

"Someone betrayed me."

Zhang Jing acquiesced, this explanation is very good.

Soon, Jonathan arrived, and it was then that he realized that the gunshots were ringing outside the castle.

The real danger comes from within.

The emaciated waitress soon confessed that she had been bribed for £1 million to create a disturbance from outside the front door of the castle, and that she had killed Montes with a pistol inside. Seashell.

After success, he escaped from the castle wall using ropes.

The plan is very simple, and there is no mechanism to calculate everything.

In fact, the simpler the plan, the higher the success rate of implementation.

However, Zhang Jing and Jonathan still underestimated the enemy's determination, and after about five or six minutes, they guessed that the assassination of the internal acquisition personnel had failed, and the enemy chose to strike from the air.

Faintly hearing a sharp whistling sound, Zhang Jing knocked Zhang Bei down at close range.

Then a violent explosion was heard from the window directly east of the living room, and a suicide drone the size of a switchblade slammed into the bulletproof glass.

The moment the explosion occurred, Zhang Jing felt that the sky was spinning, his vision was scattered, and his ears were roaring.

It was determined that Zhang Bei, who was pressed under him, was unconscious and not dead.

Ignoring Jonathan, who was knocked away by the explosion, Zhang Jing stumbled to his feet and rushed to the next door to the restaurant, which turned out to be a temporary baby room converted from a library.

Zhang Wei, who was less than three months old, was crying in the crib.

Carefully looking at the baby's whole body, there was no injury, Zhang Jing breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Quickly put on body armor for himself, hugged his son who couldn't stop crying, and returned to the living room again, Zhang Bei, Jonathan, and the thin maid were still in a coma.

Two bodyguards who had been working outdoors were checking on them.

"Mr. Zhang," asked the young bodyguard named Hunt, "are you alright?" ”

"It's okay," Zhang Jingqi scolded: "I didn't expect Ah Mu to be so ruthless." ”

"Maybe it's not Amu."

"Huh?" Zhang Jing looked at the young man who spoke in surprise, "What's your name?" ”

"Enjoy, enjoy. Burler. ”

"Why don't you say it's not a Muta?"

"See who profits the most."

"The idea is very clever," Zhang Jing praised in his attitude, "Wait for Jonathan to wake up and tell him your guess, now you go outside and guard the vantage point." ”

Enjoy. Burler and his friends should be leaving.

There was no one else, Zhang Jing bit his son's back collar in his mouth, carried Zhang Bei in his left hand and Jonathan in his right hand, intending to send them to the basement to avoid the risk temporarily.

After a few steps, I heard a sharp whistling sound in my ears again.

As I ran faster, I thought of the inhumane 'second strike' in my mind.

After the first strike, a few moments apart, against the same place, the second blow often receives a better blow than the first surprise attack.

The next second.

The second suicide drone rushed into the living room through the hole that had been blown up earlier, exploding with a bang.

Zhang Jing's body was unsteady on his feet, and he rushed forward two steps.

Fortunately, it was separated by a solid wall and was not directly hit.

Stabilizing his body, Zhang Jing quickly rushed to the basement, found a utility room, and left the three of them inside.

The baby cried loudly, there was no way to do this, what Zhang Jing could do was to guard the entrance of the first floor and the basement.

Back on the first floor, the betrayed waiter had died in the explosion.

Luckily, the fat waiter had already returned to the employee's quarters ahead of time, not in the main house.

Worried that there would be a third suicide drone, Zhang Jing hid his body at the top of the staircase, holding the AA-12 in his hand, and quietly waited for the conflict to end.

In fact, after the second drone explosion, the conflict was over, and the invaders did not choose to attack.

The whole process is just two big steps, four small steps.

Big step 1: Put a shot in the direction of the main entrance, and the ghost will be dispatched.

Big step 2: the first suicide drone, the second suicide drone.

It seems to be a simple act, but in fact it is the most costly and effective way to crack down.

The man who planned the attack was a genius.

in the basement.

Godfather Jonathan woke up one step ahead of Zhang Bei, and Zhang Jing briefly described what happened after he fell into a coma.

Hear about Montes. Bey was used by the enemy to use a 'second strike method', and Jonathan was so angry that he almost bit off his tongue.

"Enjoy. Burler said that the attacker may not have been a Mu, "holding his mixed-race son in his arms, Zhang Jing reminded, "because of who benefits the most and who suspects the most." ”

"I'll find out," Jonathan bowed his head, "there's going to be a price to pay behind the scenes." ”

Zhang Jing felt that the world was too dangerous, and told the strong middle-aged man, "Learn this lesson, don't let Zhang Bei encounter this danger next time." ”

Jonathan bowed his head again and immediately launched a force to investigate behind the attack.

Zhang Jing has two things to do.

First, for Wen Li, the Canadian dollar that is being imitated is sent to other regions for trading, and the money is still being imitated.

Second, Holsi said that the mineral enterprises in the league area in Ulaanbaatar were about to be forced to evacuate, and he planned to go to the general's tribute once to see if there were any leaks to grab.

Neither of these things was in such a hurry, and Zhang Jing decided to stay in the Blood Castle for a while longer, waiting for Jonathan to find behind the scenes.

Three hours after the attack, at 11:30 p.m., Zhang Bei woke up from a mattress in the basement.

After making sure that he was still alive, Zhang Jing was still around, his adopted son was safe, and after four or five seconds of reaction, Zhang Bei began to cry.

Mom cries.

Zhang Qian, who had fallen asleep and was less than three months old, cried along.

Instinctive reaction, Montes. Bei had to get up to make milk for her adopted son.

Zhang Jing stopped his girlfriend from getting up, "Zhang Yan just drank milk, don't worry, don't be nervous;

Three hours have passed since the attack, and we are now in the basement, safe. ”

Hearing this, Zhang Bei stopped crying, hugged Zhang Bei in his arms, and hummed a children's rhyme softly.

Looking at only 19 years old, when mom is already a decent Montes. Bei, Zhang Jing felt like the sun was shining into the basement.

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