After only one night in Rome, thinking about the chimes and saying goodbye to Candela, Zhang Jing drove a second-hand Lei Mounuo to Hoh Xili.

It's not a long way, and you'll need to drive about 600 kilometers before changing ferries.

You don't have to drive fast, you can drive along the road on the north coast of the Mediterranean, while blowing the wind and enjoying the scenery.

The geographical location is different, the scenery is different, and the climate is different.

In January, some places are icy and snowy, and the daytime temperature here is above 32 degrees, and Zhang Jing has to drive shirtless.

Don't be embarrassed, Zhang Jing is not the only one who is bare-chested, occasionally there are sports cars that quickly surpass, and many beauties not only wear generous clothes, but also have a wine bottle in one hand and a steering wheel in the other.

left a burst of laughter, and let Zhang Jing, who was away with Lei Mounuo, only envy.

I really can't catch up, otherwise I can ask for a contact information to add a little burden to Zhang Xiaojing.

What's even worse is that second-hand cars are still broken down on the road.

Wouldn't be dumbfounded, I don't know if the insurance company cares about this, Zhang Jing can only drive the double flash, and the person is sitting on the highway embankment, dangling his two legs, hoping that someone will come to help him repair the car.

Or call him a tow truck.

About 10 minutes later, a police car drove over and reversed.

A middle-aged male police officer in his thirties lowered the window and asked Zhang Jing in a dumb voice, "What's wrong with your car?"

"Breaking down," Zhang Jing introduced in Amu, "towing and repairing the car is needed."

The security police could understand Ah Mu's language, and got out of the car to find the vehicle insurance policy from the co-pilot's storage compartment of Zhang Jing's second-hand car.

Call a free car through your insurance company.

"The tow truck will take about 20 minutes," the security police officer on the seaside road, about 1.8 meters tall, with a somewhat imaged 'Bean, handed a business card to Zhang Jing and said, "Call me if you have any questions."

Zhang Jing took the business card and expressed his gratitude.

The public security police, who had a very dull image, left first, and Zhang Jing waited for the trailer on the spot, which was forty minutes.

Half an hour later, Zhang Jing arrived at a small town called 'Ritcha', far from the seaside road.

The car entered the repair shop, and Zhang Jing walked to a nearby restaurant.

A small local restaurant with a large parking lot at the door, and it looks like it is sparsely populated.

Pushing the door and walking in, there were six or seven tables of guests eating, Zhang Jing walked inside the restaurant and sat down in front of a single table with his back against the wall.

The waiter came to order.

Because it's a small local restaurant, it's all about Italian food, either noodles or pizza.

Zhang Jing casually ordered a piece of bacon pizza and a strawberry-flavored ice cream.

Pizza needs to wait, ice cream comes first.

While waiting for the meal, the security police I had seen before brought his wife and daughter to eat.

His daughter is about the same size as Betty, about ten years old, dressed in a pink princess dress, and looks cute.

The wife is wearing a long dress with black dots on a white background and long brown hair, and she is also very beautiful.

A family of three walked up to a table of four and sat down and ordered.

There are a lot of diners in the restaurant, the chats are all quiet, very quiet, and Zhang Jing feels comfortable.

When the bacon pizza was served, it was not unpalatable, and Zhang Jing was in a better mood.

Until the glass door of the restaurant, it was pushed open by three middle-aged and young people who were obviously gang-gangs.

The three of them stood at the door of the restaurant for a second, then walked straight to the security police.

The vigilante, who had a somewhat resemblance to Bean, carried his daughter between himself and his wife, visibly nervous and scared.

"Hehe," the leader of the gang, who had a shield tattooed on his neck, sat across from the police and looked at his wife blatantly, "It's beautiful, it looks delicious."

A family of three looked at the three young and middle-aged men and didn't dare to speak.

The entire restaurant was quiet, and everyone was visibly scared.

The leader of the gang was very proud, shook his head and threatened, "Be your security policeman, don't worry too much..."

Stuck in the middle of the conversation.

Because of shaking his head and wearing a shield tattoo on his neck, the arrogant gang-faction led by the arrogant gang-faction members saw Zhang Jing in the other direction, and was ... Look straight at him.

Seeing that the other party still dared to stare at him, the arrogant man got up and left the chair and came to Zhang Jing to warn, "Travel, don't be nosy, otherwise the end will be miserable."

"Don't harass that family," Zhang Jing didn't have a nervous expression on his face, reminding the gangster in front of him, "That guy who looks like a bean just helped me."

The arrogant man thought he had heard it wrong, looked at Zhang Jing and asked in disbelief, "Are you teaching me to do things?"

"Don't make yourself uncomfortable," Zhang Jing reminded looking at the unkind and arrogant man in front of him, "Don't threaten them a second time."

Looking away from Zhang Jing, the gang youth looked back at all the diners and laughed, and the next second he reached out and touched the pistol behind him.

Guard against arrogant men's guns in advance.

Zhang Jing grabbed the arrogant man's collar first, slapped his head on the table, snatched the pistol, and aimed the muzzle at his head.

The pistol was loaded in advance and the safety was opened in advance.

"Get your people out," Zhang Jing reminded with a pistol, "your head will shatter."

Worried that he would go off and that Zhang Jingzhen would shoot, the arrogant man ordered his subordinates to leave the restaurant.

The boss is in the hands of others, and the two subordinates can only be forced to leave.

Zhang Jing held a gun in his right hand, took out his mobile phone in his left hand, and gave him a close-up photo of the arrogant man in front of him.

Left without doing more, raise the muzzle.

The arrogant man left the restaurant with his tail between his legs.

Of course, the matter is not over, leaving the restaurant, the arrogant man and two of his subordinates took out spare weapons from the car, intending to call the nosy Zhang Jing good-looking.

Zhang Jing also knew that the bad guys would not let him go, so he sent photos of arrogant men to beautiful big cocks.

"You have to get out of here," the bean-like vigilante walked over to advise Zhang Jing, "Get out of here through the back door."

Can't use the restaurant as a battlefield, Zhang Jing left the arrogant man's pistol, took the car keys of the security police, and left through the back door of the restaurant alone.

There was no one around.

Quickly changing out of the printed T-shirt and navy blue shorts he was wearing, putting on a vampire mask, and holding the automatic version of Arca 47 in his hand, Zhang Jing walked around to the front of the restaurant.

Three gang members were seen sorting out their weapons behind a car in front of the restaurant.

You're welcome, Zhang Jing held a rifle in both hands and fired directly at the three people.

The recoil of Aka is too large, and the muzzle will jump when shooting continuously, and it will lose accuracy, but it seems that there is no recoil in Zhang Jing's hands.

The bullets hit quickly and accurately, and the three little Kara fans did not resist at all, and all of them were shot and fell to the ground.

Here we must talk about the power of Akabu ***, hit a small hole in the front, and there will be a big wound in the back.

Whether it's in the arm or in the leg, a single shot can make a person incapacitated.

In the movie, those who were hit in the chest by an Aka bullet and could still jump up and fight back were all beautified.

The actual situation is like now, he was shot and fell to the ground.

When he came to the wounded, Zhang Jing shot the heads of the three people one by one to avoid anyone being the lucky one.