Before engaging in things, they often put a lot of charges on their opponents to make their actions righteous.

The situation that Zhang Jing is encountering now is that he has become a villain who does all kinds of evil in other people's mouths, has no bottom line, and everyone can punish him.

At 2 o'clock in the second half of the night, Zhang Jing met Kandra at 638 Siena Road in Bel-Air.

It's not good to see Wang Sisi, Silan, and Ortiz, it may affect them.

It's okay with Kandra, adventures are a regular occurrence for her.

Dressed in pajamas, with a pistol strapped to her smooth thighs, and looking at her boyfriend up close, Candra couldn't understand and asked, "Why are you back, it's dangerous here."

"The quencher has gone crazy," Zhang Jing hugged his friend + brother + girlfriend, "I came back to give him a chance."

Candra realized that if the quenching master was not given a chance, the other party would randomly find someone close to Zhang Jing to attack, and the consequences would be even worse.

But both Zhang Jing and Kandra overestimated the quencher's determination to avenge Timothy.

Not only did he hire the Shadow Company to send someone to deal with Zhang Jing himself.

He also hired Gray Gang members from Los Angeles to invade Manor 1550 at midnight, intending to kill Wang Sisi and Fan Simin, so that Zhang Jing could experience the feeling of losing his lover.

Fortunately, there is a beautiful big rooster, which uses surveillance to protect everyone around Zhang Jing at all times.

The gray gang members drove 1.5 kilometers away from No. 1550, and through a few cameras on the road, the probability that the three people in the beautiful rooster data analysis car would take revenge on the people around Zhang Jing was 60%.

When the Grey Gangs drive through another intersection and continue towards 1550, the analysis probability rises to 75%.

In this case, an alarm must be issued, and the information will be notified to Zhang Jing, Wang Sisi, and Fan Simin at the same time.

Activate one of the bipedal robots left in 1550.

In the middle of the night, Wang Sisi and Fan Simin were sleeping soundly on the bed in the master bedroom, and at the same time they were woken up by the harsh sound of di!di!.

Disheveled and drowsy, they picked up their screaming phones and sent a message reminding them to hide in the safe room.

Rather believe it,.

Wang Sisi and Fan Siminchi, wearing slippers, trotted out of the bedroom and took the stairs to the basement.

That's where my boyfriend's phone called.

"Uncle... Brother Zhang," Wang Sisi's voice was a little panicked, "The alarm message reminds us to go to the safe room, and Simin and I are going to the basement."

Zhang Jing smiled, he suddenly found that Kandela, who picked up a rifle and killed people, was endearing.

Obedient, well-behaved, and lovely Wang Sisi and Fan Simin are not bad.

"Lock the door from the inside," Zhang Jing reminded Wang Sisi, "Don't open the door to anyone until I come."

"Okay," Wang Sisi answered, "Simin and I have already arrived in the safe room, and Simin is locking the door."

Hang up the phone, Zhang Jing must go to number 1550.

Although Safe Room 1550 is relatively safe like a small bank vault, it is also worried that the enemy's firepower is too strong.

The robot is also not 100% convinced, it has many advantages and significant disadvantages.

A strong electromagnetic pulse will cause it to crash for about a minute or so.

One minute is enough time for the enemy to rush in front of you and completely destroy the robot.

By the time Zhang Jing and Kandra drove five kilometers to the place, the three intruders had already been shot dead in the courtyard.

Both were shot in the forehead and heart.

The gun was fired by a robot, using a legally possessed AK semi-automatic rifle.

Having killed someone, it has put down its rifle and returned to the living room, turning into a metal box and crouching in the corner, going into standby mode.

Not in a hurry to call the police, Zhang Jing found Wang Sisi and Fan Simin in the underground security room of the villa.

Wang Sisi was wearing cute cotton pajamas, Fan Simin was wearing sexy silk pajamas, when Zhang Jing hugged them, his mind was very serious, but he couldn't help but make some small movements.

The two of them blushed more than the other.

"Don't go shopping or party lately," Zhang Jing reminded the woman

Friend, "If you're bored, you can go to the farm for a few days."

Wang Sisi nodded, "We'll stay at home."

"Good."

When he spoke, Zhang Jing kissed Wang Sisi and Fan Simin on the lips, and the rain and dew were wet.

Next is the time to dispose of the corpse.

Legal homicide.

Call the police to collect the body.

Soon after, Gate 1550 was crowded with police cars and ambulances.

The deputy chief of the Beverly Police Department recognized Zhang Jing and Kandra, the former being the former boss of the AT, and the latter having just killed the grandson of the big man.

"Mr. Zhang, Miss Candra," the deputy commissioner with a star on the collar of his police uniform asked, "who killed these... Intruders?"

"It doesn't matter who kills them," Kande reminded the Deputy Director, "what matters is why they invaded 1550."

In his fifties, the dark-skinned deputy director did not object, no matter what the reason, he invaded someone's house at two or three o'clock in the morning, was killed, and could only die in vain.

"We'll find out who the dead are as soon as possible," said the dark-skinned deputy director, "and find out why they invaded 1550."

As he spoke, the dark-skinned deputy director guessed in his heart that it had something to do with the quencher.

After all, Kandra had just killed the quenching master's grandson, and the direction was obvious.

Looking at the deputy director in the flashing police lights, Candra didn't expect the other party to find out what was behind the scenes, not to mention the rules and regulations, and the invisible power of justice.

Since 1940, Los Angeles has seen more than half a million unmarked graves and a massive backlog of cases.

At dawn, the public security police removed the cordon near the courtyard and the courtyard wall, and the on-site investigation was completed, and all the people were evacuated.

After tossing all night, Zhang Jing was tired and sleepy, and fell on the bed for a second.

....

Far away in Zhencheng, after careful consideration and scientific inquiry, Ding Jiaqi thought that he could take on Xiao Xiaotian's task.

Complete the revenge task with an interval of seven years and obtain the qualification to purchase 300,000 acres of saline-alkali land.

But this matter needs to be decided by her boyfriend and executed by her boyfriend, so she wrote a content message of more than 200 words and sent it out.

Zhang Jing saw a message from Ding Jiaqi at lunchtime.

It probably means barren, useless saline land that can be used to grow crops developed by its own seed company.

The crop is a dark brown potato.

It doesn't taste as good as Northeast potatoes, and it doesn't look as good as Central Plains potatoes, but it can be used to make a unique style and nutritious vodka.

If you want to get 300,000 acres of saline-alkali land, you need to complete the retaliation task given by Xiao Xiaotian.

The specific task was to eliminate a bandit group in Ethiopia and kill an intelligence agent of the intelligence bureau in the allied area.

Zhang Jing's first reaction was, 'I don't want to take on the task.'

Killing an intelligence officer is not a trivial matter, and if he is caught by the yamen of the alliance region, the consequences are unpredictable.

can't leave a handle for Xiao Xiaotian.

But Zhenggong sent such a long message, obviously hoping that he would agree.

In general, Zhang Jing has never been ambiguous in refusing others, but Zhenggong is still working with a big belly, and it is really difficult to refuse her ruthlessly.

But there is a twist in everything.

Keep doing the hard but right thing.

Sitting at the dining table, holding his mobile phone, Zhang Jing also wrote a long article of more than 200 words to reply to Ding Jiaqi.

The information is very euphemistic, but in fact, it is just two words - no.

Zhencheng is half past eleven in the middle of the night.

Lying on the bed, watching her boyfriend reply and use euphemistic messages, Ding Jiaqi had a smile on her face.

She knows Zhang Jing's character, and it is very simple to reject others, and it is really hard to send so many words.

However, the task can be abandoned.

She must find an opportunity to do this thing.

Brackish land is not suitable for growing most crops, or yields are low.

But if the newly discovered brown potatoes are a match made in heaven with salty ground

, even if it is not tasty, it must be planted.

Winemaking, is secondary.

For the Chinese civilization for a long time, it is the main one.

In the future, when there are special circumstances and special weather, when there is no food, it doesn't matter if it is delicious or not, as long as you can eat it until your stomach is full, it is a good thing.

This kind of good thing that can not only make money, but also earn fame, Ding Jiaqi must find a way to do it.

But what Ding Jiaqi didn't know was that Zhang Jing just didn't want to get too close to Xiao Xiaotian.

'The matter of eliminating a bandit organization in Ethiopia has been handed over to Chen Guang to carry out.

Chen Guang's wife died in West Africa, his daughter lives in the mountain pasture, he himself trained in San Pedro for half a year, and is currently working as a mercenary in Beikefei.

I haven't died for so long, and I can go and do things.

What needs to be explained is that training and cultivating Chen Guang is not Zhang Jing's bad conscience, if he hadn't done this, Chen Guang would have committed suicide long ago.

"Dear, vote~~~~"