Xiao Xiaotian quickly received a rejection reply.

But Ding Jiaqi still wanted to buy land, and Xiao Xiaotian also clearly refused.

The land in Zone D is not for takeaway, even if it is useless salt land.

Unless there is a significant contribution, it is reluctantly worth considering.

Now these two neutrons refuse the task and still want to buy land, what do they want? ?

The more Xiao Xiaotian thought about it, the more angry he became.

Ding Jiaqi is Zhang Jingzhenggong, but Xiao Yunyun is still a newcomer, so Zhang Jing doesn't care about it???

In fact, Zhang Jing has affection and conscience, but he just doesn't want to get too close to Xiao Xiaotian, a half-civilian and half-official person.

...

Los Angeles.

Because the three of them were killed in the invasion of No. 1550 last night, the Yamen of the League District decided to mediate for Zhang Jing and the quenching division.

Mediation is for the sake of social stability, and you can't kill me today and I will kill you tomorrow, and the alliance region is similar to the Middle East.

The mediator is Jeb Brown, who is running for the next governor at the end of the year.

This is a man about 1.9 meters tall, medium build, sixty-six years old, a bit like an old confused young man.

At the same time, he is also a rich man.

Commercial assets including restaurants, theaters, wineries, hotels, ski resorts, and more.

His son, Jeb Jr., was killed by Zhang Jing in an abandoned mine pit in Ulaanbaatar.

After having lunch at home No. 1550, Zhang Jing was somewhat surprised when he received a call from Old Jeb.

"Jack," Old Jeb said in a kind, amiable tone, "I want to reconcile with Mr. Quencher for you and end the unnecessary war."

Jeb Brown is the governor, and his status is not much different from that of the emperor except that he has no diplomatic power and no foreign military power.

Zhang Jing prevaricated, "I have no contradiction with the quenching master."

"Jack," Jeb Brown pointed out, "that's what the FIT Investigator meant."

The FBI belongs to the direct line, that is, this may be what Bai Mougong meant.

"No problem," Zhang Jing readily agreed, "I don't have a major conflict with the quenching master, we can reconcile."

"Alright," said old Jeb in a good mood, "I'll call Mr. Quencher now, and if it's all right, we'll have dinner together in the evening."

Zhang Jing agreed.

Hanging up the phone, Zhang Jing held the phone and thought quietly, suspecting that this was a trap.

It's a matter of life and death, and it's not too much to think about how unbearable and dark others are.

On the other side, Old Jack called the quencher and offered to mediate.

"My grandson was killed!" Hearing that old Jeb said on the phone that he wanted to mediate, the quenching master went straight into a rage, "Being killed by Zhang Jing and Kandela, I will definitely make them pay the price!"

"It's the decision of the Federal Bureau of Investigation," Old Jeb reminded the quencher, "and if you refuse, you will bear the consequences."

The quenching master's brain was spinning at high speed, and it was impossible to let Zhang Jing go, and it was not a way to be tough, so he decided to follow the trend.

"Alright," the quencher agreed, "I'll take mediation, Jack. Zhang is responsible for Timothy's death at the cost of $300 million."

"Six o'clock in the evening, West Beverly Hilton," old Jeb set the location on the phone, "I'll take Jack. Zhang also made an appointment to come over, and everyone met and talked."

The quencher agreed.

Old Jeb called Zhang Jing for the second time, without mentioning the matter of 300 million meters, and informed the time and place of the meeting.

At 5:30 p.m., Zhang Jing drove a Tiger black bulletproof car from home No. 1550.

Pass through the intersection of Ulhollanddr and Los Angelesesca.

Just as they were about to leave the north side of the tracks, a red Chevrolet car rushed from the opposite side and stopped the bulletproof car.

Then two masked gunmen armed with 47 rifles came out of the red car.

One on the front and one on the side, a frantic strafing of the driver's seat.

The sound of the rifle is crisp and pleasant.

The fact that it couldn't break through the glass quickly and didn't break through the car made the gunman feel incredible.

They knew that Zhang Jing was using bulletproof cars, but bulletproof cars generally only protected against submachine guns such as Uzi and P5 and castrated rifles.

And they used 47 automatic rifles, which had a fast rate of fire and great power.

Because it is the interior of a bustling city, the shark must flee without killing the target in the first place.

Give up the target, turn around and get back into the car.

Zhang Jing got out of the car at the right time, hid behind the car door, and used the 500 revolver he legally held to fight back.

500 nicknamed hand cannons, a large revolver half a meter long, a palm-wide bullet for adults, ignoring red Chevrolet steam tin sheets, seats, body armor, penetrating the driver's body from the back.

Similar to a large hole in the chest.

The reason why the shot is so accurate is that it is all visible to the metal, which allows Zhang Jing to ignore the body block and aim directly at the gunman.

The gunman in the co-pilot did not expect his companion to die so simply and tragically.

got out of the car decisively, raised the gun and was about to fight back, but was also pierced through the body by a high-powered bullet.

The bullet went through the car door and the stomach was punched wide open.

The sudden shootout sparked chaos, with passing cars and crowds fleeing in terror.

The first police car arrived within 70 seconds.

At this time, Zhang Jing had already thrown away his revolver, sat back in the car, and was surrounded by security police with guns.

The old Jeb who was in harmony with the intermediary was at the door of the Hilton Hotel a kilometer away at the same time, greeting the 93-year-old quencher.

At this time, the assistant stepped forward and whispered in the ear of old Jeb, knowing that Zhang Jing was attacked on the road.

Looking at the quenching master again, the expression on Old Jeb's face changed from a smile to a freezer, "You sent someone to attack Zhang Jing?"

The quencher, who was in a wheelchair, did not deny it.

"He's not dead!" At the brightly lit hotel door, old Jeb gritted his teeth and whispered, "This will cause more trouble and chaos!"

The quenching master was slightly stunned, he didn't expect the people of the Shadow Defense Company to be so wasteful, and then he was worried about his safety.

At 93 years old, who wouldn't want to live longer?

Old Jeb also realized that Zhang Jing would soon retaliate against the quenching master, and took the initiative to push the wheelchair lane, "Advanced hotel, dangerous outside."

The quenching master felt warm in his heart, and the governor loved him.

Passing through the dark gold glass door, there was a spacious and bright hall behind it, just when the two of them breathed a sigh of relief.

Ten meters away, deep in the hall, a middle-aged man who looked like a waiter drew a pistol from under the towel of the cleaning cart and fired two shots at them in succession.

Only two shots were fired,' the waiter turned and ran towards the side passage.

Frightened and collapsed to the ground, the old Jeb in a suit and leather shoes hurriedly touched himself.

There was no blood, no injuries, and I breathed a sigh of relief in my heart.

However, when he saw the quencher in a wheelchair, the old man's cloudy eyes were half-open, and he had been shot twice in the chest, and he had already lost his breath.

The hotel staff and hotel customers began to scream.

The bodyguards of the quenching division, some went to chase the killer, some called an ambulance, and it was a mess.

The old Jeb who had reacted sighed heavily.

As the governor, for himself, it would be best if it was Zhang Jing who died.

It doesn't matter if it's the quencher who dies.

The point is to get the boots on the ground, otherwise the days will not be peaceful.

The rest of the matter has nothing to do with him, the governor, there will be a bigger figure who will personally come down and warn Zhang Jing and the people of the quenching division faction that they are not allowed to mess around in the alliance area.

"The update is here, thank you for reading, voting, rewarding, and a lot of love."