Zhang Jing finally decided to take over the task of finding and saving people.

There are two reasons, one is that he happened to pass by Dublin under the pretext of sending a poisoned bayonet to Reilly.

The second is that Noletta sent a message from Sweden asking for help.

Noletta and her companions were not in danger of life, and Zhang Jing was not in a hurry.

When I left the USC campus, I called Yang Wei first, and sent three or four messages in one morning, urging and urging.

The phone was connected, and Zhang Jing went straight to the point, "I have time in the afternoon, you come to the Four Seasons Hotel West Beverly." ”

"You come to Arcadia, I'll wait for you at home."

"Eldest sister," Zhang Jing reminded angrily, "pay attention to the influence, don't be known by Huang Yang, she and Sisi are friends." ”

"Huang Yang went out with friends in the morning, peace of mind."

Zhang Jing gave up and asked the other party to come over, "Send me the address." ”

Hang up the phone Zhang Jing drove to the northeast of the metropolitan area, bypassing the Laomo District, passing through the best Xinhua district in the school district, and driving 70 minutes to Yang Wei's residence in California.

The city is like a flatbread, seventy minutes still in Los Angeles.

The car stopped on the side of the road, and when he got out of the car, he was carrying a bag with a bottle of red wine and a bottle of white wine.

Eight or nine meters back is the gate of Yang Wei's house.

At this time, an accident happened, under the blue sky and white clouds under the coconut tree, a 911 sports car that had just passed by reversed again.

There were no firearms in the car, and Zhang Jing stood in place, quietly watching the other party.

"Jack. Sheet? The driver was a handsome Asian man with big sunglasses on his face and asked in Mandarin.

Zhang Jing asked rhetorically, "Where is who?" ”

"Don't admit it, I know you, traitor, lackey!" After scolding, the man left with one foot on the accelerator.

“...”

Zhang Jing's expression was confused, and Westerners scolded him for being svengali, timid, cowardly, and irresponsible.

Compatriots scolded him as a traitor and a lackey, it's really hard to be a man!

After passing through the fence-like low iron gate opened in the front yard, through the large lawn in the front yard, at the door of the main house of the villa, Yang Wei was waiting in a long printed dress on a white background, "Come in." ”

Zhang Jing rubbed his shoulders with Yang Wei and entered the room.

Yang Wei brought the door and chatted and asked, "Who are you chatting with at the door just now?" ”

"A compatriot who doesn't know me scolds me as a traitor and a lackey."

"What did you do?" Yang Wei's voice softened and became glutinous.

"I didn't dig the ancestral grave, and I didn't smuggle the cultural relics of Area D, so I don't know what the other party is crazy about."

"Regardless of others," Yang Wei had turned into mud, "help me to the sofa." ”

Zhang Jing turned around to help Yang Wei, and only then did he notice that she was only wearing a long skirt, and through the thin fabric, the marks of the wind and moon were obvious.

Noticing Zhang Jing's gaze, Yang Wei said bluntly, "There is no one else in the family." ”

Zhang Jings understands that the time cannot be described in the back.

Until Van Smin forwarded a piece of news, ABC Cable News Network.

The content is Zhang Jing's donation to the fallen soldiers in the League area, shaking hands with the families of the fallen soldiers, photos and text descriptions.

This can be explained, why was scolded at the door half an hour ago, it is really not wronged at all.

Yang Wei also saw it and comforted, "Don't worry, otherwise you will be angry." ”

Nod your head and continue what you just did.

Young Lisheng, the time came to five o'clock in the afternoon before he stopped to rest and went to the kitchen to find something to eat.

There is pizza, and it can be eaten when it is heated.

Yang Wei was also hungry, but she was in a hurry to tidy up the sofa, clean up the coffee table, and the dining table.

Seeing that the woman was busy, Zhang Jingyang raised a plate of pizza in his hand and said, "Let's eat first." ”

"You eat first," Yang Wei said busily, "Huang Yang and the others will come back, and she can't see anything." ”

Hearing this, Zhang Jing hurriedly put down the pizza, "I'll go first." ”

"No, you stay at night."

Zhang Jing was speechless, they all said that men are bad, and women are bad and there is nothing wrong with men at all.

But then again, he and Yang Wei have also carried guns (killed people) together, and the relationship is very iron, and it is nothing to stay.

At half past five, Yang Wei had just cleaned up many battlefields, and Huang Yang came back from outside.

Seeing Zhang Jing, Huang Yang was surprised, "Brother Zhang, why are you at my house?" ”

Zhang Jing looked at Yang Wei.

"I invite your Uncle Zhang to come over for dinner, and there is business to discuss."

"Uncle?" Huang Yang found the point, "Brother Zhang is Sister Sisi's boyfriend, how can it be my uncle?" ”

"What's the mouth?" Yang Wei turned his face, "It's Uncle Zhang." ”

Huang Yang's expression was disappointed, "Uncle Zhang." ”

"Don't be too formal," Zhang Jing was also speechless, "Just call Brother Zhang." ”

Yang Wei compromised, "Then call Brother Zhang." ”

Huang Yang was even more disappointed, her resistance was ineffective, Zhang Jing said a word, and her mother compromised.

Yang Wei also found that his attitude changed too quickly, and he was not embarrassed and said, "I'll cook, Yangyang, you make a cup of tea for Brother Zhang, black tea, in the cabinet, I bought new tea." ”

Huang Yang complied, brewed a cup of black tea, and brought it to Zhang Jing, "Brother Zhang, drink tea." ”

"Are you in trouble?" Zhang Jingchai didn't ask.

Huang Yang was surprised and asked, "How do you know?" ”

"It's just written on my face."

Huang Yang was in a lost mood, "My mother didn't see it." ”

"What's the matter?"

"The second-generation circle of stars headed by Wang Jingtong," Huang Yang wiped his tears, "They don't take me to play and exclude me." ”

Zhang Jing was speechless, everyone's troubles were really different, and he asked strangely: "Who is Wang Jingtong?" ”

"She is Faye Wong's daughter."

"I asked Princess Xiao to throw a party and invite you to it, can this make you a little happier?"

"Huh?" Huang Yang was surprised, "Her circle is very small, and they are all famous, so she will definitely not invite me." ”

"I'll ask her to invite you in."

Seeing that Zhang Jing didn't seem to be joking, Huang Yang shook his head in thought, "I'm too different from her, I don't have a common language, forget it." ”

"Then can I invite you when I ask Kelly to have a party?"

Huang Yang's eyes blinked, "Brother Zhang, you won't tease me, will you?" ”

Zhang Jing didn't want to pretend to be X, but he wanted to support Huang Yang, and sent a voice message to Kelly on Facebook.

'Kelly, have you had any ideas for a party lately?' ’

In the evening, Kelly was drinking honey water at home when she received a voice message and immediately replied to the voice message.

'You still want to experience what it's like to be surrounded by me in a garage?' ’

'Siege' is a more civilized expression in the Amu language, similar to the verbal conflict in Mandarin.

At the party in Candela earlier, Zhang Jing and Kelly sneaked into the garage and had a 'siege'.

Zhang Jing didn't expect Kelly to be so tiger, so he hurriedly interrupted the voice playback, but was still listened to by Huang Yang.

Huang Yang looked at Zhang Jing with wide eyes, "Brother Zhang, you... You... How can you betray Sister Sisi! ”

"You heard it wrong," Zhang Jing corrected, "I'm a serious person." ”

"I heard it right," Huang Yang corrected very seriously, "I read it on the entertainment news, saying that at a party, the artist hand-painted Kelly in the garage, squatting for an Asian man... That person is you!! ”

Looking at Huang Yang's surprised appearance, Zhang Jing's expression was dark, and he was thinking, should he kill his mouth!?

"Thank you for your understanding."