Section 1298 Cultural export

The baby is born, and the next step is to name it.

Distressed that Ortiz had worked hard to give birth to a baby, Zhang Jing said generously, "Honey, you can choose a name, a Spanish name."

"Penelope and I have prepared names in advance, Chinese names." After two hours of rest, Ortiz regained a lot of strength and became clearer.

"Oh," Zhang Jing was moved, "what name did you prepare?"

Penelope was next to him and handed Zhang Jing his name written on a piece of paper in advance.

Looking at it, Zhang Jing gasped.

'Zhang Aotian, Zhang Yan, Zhang Xiaofan, Zhang Xiaosu, Zhang Chendong.

Zhang Jing, who watched it, shouted in his heart, this cultural output is really powerful, and it is all the names of the protagonists of the Internet.

Looking away from the paper, Zhang Jing's heart was full of activity, his expression remained unchanged, and he reminded him, "Honey, I feel that it is better to have a Spanish name, how about calling Vasily?"

Just like Zhang Jing's expression in his heart, Ortiz and Penelope also covered their foreheads.

were all confused by the other party.

The final decision was called chaberlain, which translates into Chinese - Chamberlain.

The reason is simple, it happens to be surnamed Zhang, and it is still the name of a celebrity, and CH also has a good meaning.

At the same time that Zhang Jing enjoyed the joy of being a father.

Host Jonny who left Stellar TV. After three days of preparation, Vess said goodbye to his wife and children, farewell to his parents, and came to Doha.

Exit from the airport is 11pm.

Just as he walked towards a taxi, a middle-aged man in a white robe walked from the side.

Johnny. Vesss stopped, intending to let the other man go first.

The other party coldly stabbed a dagger directly into his heart.

Looking at the short blade pierced in the heart, and then looking at the direction in which the back of the white robe disappeared, Jony. Vis fell to the ground.

Zhang Jing was accompanying Ortiz when he received a message from Princess Netar.

The expression was stunned for a moment.

I didn't expect 40-year-old Johnny. Vis would die in an assassination at Doha airport.

Put Jonny. Weiss entered Netar TV, it was Zhang Jing who asked the princess for help, but now the princess said that the person was dead.

I don't want to help, and I'm embarrassed to refuse, so I kill someone?

It's impossible.

Although the princess is not a soft-hearted person, she will never agree first and then kill someone, unless she has a sick brain, there is no need.

Exclude the princess, who will kill Jonny. Vess?

It should be noted that Zhang Jing does not think it is a certain group.

Just saying on TV that 'a certain group exists, lowering and destroying the image of freedom of speech in the league area) is not enough to kill people."

After two days in the hospital, Ortiz and the newborn baby went home.

Zhang Jing also had time to come to the side of the road in front of 3662 Basanit Avenue in Tario.

Nearby is a middle-class community, all of which look like two-story wooden single-family cottages from the air.

The front yard of No. 3662 is a lawn auxiliary land, and there is no courtyard wall, and Barbie, dressed in high-end professional attire, stepped forward and knocked on the door.

A 14- or 15-year-old boy opened a little crack in the door from the inside.

Because of the hinges, the door was not fully opened.

"Who are you looking for?" The boy looked at Zhang Jing and asked slightly wary.

"I'm Jonny. Mr. Weiss's friend, you're his son, aren't you?"

"Yes, I'm the only one at home, my mom and brother are in Netar, I can't open the door for you."

"It's okay," Zhang Jing asked, standing outside the door, "Does your father have a grudge against anyone else?"

"Probably not."

"Who do you think killed him?"

Looking at Zhang Jing, there was a trace of fear in the boy's eyes, and he shook his head behind the door and said, "I don't know."

"You should know me," seeing that the boy was scared, Zhang Jing introduced himself, "I am the hero with the balance bomb in my hand, the former boss of the AT."

Sure enough, the boy remembered the identity of the guest outside the door and asked uncertainly, "Are you really my father's friend?"

"Of course," Zhang Jing said affirmatively, "your eyes are the same as Jonny's. Mr. Weiss is very similar."

The boy let down some of his guard and poured out his thoughts, "My mother didn't let me show anger, but our family thinks that the murderer is a special group."

The answer is decadent, because the tree can't shake.

After a few simple words of chat, Zhang Jing left.

Johnny. A week after Weiss's assassination, the body was sent back to Los Angeles, and Zhang Jing was too timid to attend his funeral.

But it has already been established that the murderers behind the scenes are a special group.

No TV station, no newspaper, and no big V dare to be Jonny. Vess said a word.

In the league area, there is only one group that can do this, except for the three or four local Ankru families.

This situation made Zhang Jing even more determined to send the weapons in the Mithril space to Basalia.

Anyone who can kill an enemy is for Johnny. Vis took revenge.

Because of the various no-flights, Zhang Jing is in Jonny. On the day of Vess's funeral, he flew to Lebanon on a commercial flight.

The site of the explosion in the port of Beirut, next to the Eastern Mediterranean.

Earlier, Mike went to Lebanon on a mission, and Zhang Jing came for the first time.

Landing is 9 o'clock in the morning local time, leaving the country to take a taxi to the hotel to rest and reverse the jet lag.

Check out at 3pm and head out with your backpack to find food.

The reason for entry is travel, and you need to walk around and leave enough marks to make the behavior reasonable.

It's an interesting thing.

During a trip to Cairo, a large number of children gathered around and shouted for money, and small traders and vendors chased and shouted onedollar.

At first, Zhang Jing felt interesting, and he would also give some coins to the children.

But when you go like this everywhere, it's annoying.

And there are a lot of scams, and if you don't have 800 hearts, most of them will suffer losses and be deceived.

There are also a lot of perverts in the local area, women don't know what happened to their past travels, and men don't have long hair in the past, it's best to grow a beard.

Lebanon, on the other hand, is not far apart, although one is in the south of the Mediterranean Sea and the other is in the east of the Mediterranean.

There are many similarities in customs and architecture, but there are big differences between people.

There are no children chasing after money, and the food bought on the street is also at a real price, and the overall feeling is very comfortable.

However, it is not without its drawbacks.

When he saw the western sky, a missile whistling past and dragging a long white cloud, Zhang Jing was a little confused.

Is this a welcome, or a warning?

At this moment, the mobile phone beeped, and the beautiful big rooster sent a message.

Don't worry, the missile is just passing by, and it's targeting an airfield in Basalia.

Zhang Jing breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, he did a lot of bad things, and everyone wanted to kill himself.

The roadside stall was well fed, flagged down a taxi, intending to have a look at the Baalbek Temple.

Built in 2000 BC, it is a historical attraction.

As a treasure hunter whose ultimate goal is to make money, it is necessary to check it out.

The temple is northeast of Beirut, outside a valley, about 80 kilometers away, and it takes two hours by taxi.

At this time, the sun is only a little red, and the few tourists are leaving.

This is exactly what Zhang Jing wants, he likes to walk around alone, not afraid of loneliness, and not afraid of bad guys.

At this time, a middle-aged woman with yellow skin, wearing a light green long-sleeved shirt and a gray cloth hat was about to leave, and when she passed by Zhang Jing, she greeted her in English and asked, "Fried chicken man?"

"Zone D."

Xiangjiang belongs to Zone D, and holders of Xiangjiang passports are naturally also from Zone D.

Switching to Mandarin, the woman reminded, "I don't recommend that you stay here too long."

"Wildlife nearby?" Zhang Jing asked rhetorically.

"No," the middle-aged woman pointed out bluntly, "I'm talking about this guo's family."