No problem with the documents.

Then check the insurance policy, and it's okay.

Not to finish, the patrol officer continued to demand, "Please open the rear door." ”

"Sir," said the driver, impatiently, "you have no valid reason to ask me to do this, but I have shown you the papers and the insurance policy, and I have to hurry to make the delivery." ”

The patrol officer also thought that he was a little embarrassed, returned the documents, and waved the other party to leave.

The white wagon continued forward, about three kilometers ahead, to the northwest gate of Kanfen Farm.

There are electric ground piles at the door, and the driver honks his horn.

A God-descendant guard, with a castrated German shepherd dog, stepped forward and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

"Send a compost catalyst."

According to the process, the guard took out his mobile phone and planned to call the warehouse manager, that is, Dillon's wife, to ask if there was such a thing.

At the same time as finding that the mobile phone had no signal, I also found that the dog sniffed vigorously at the carriage, and the dog's face looked puzzled.

"Wait a minute," the guard said without a trace, "There is no signal on the mobile phone, I have to check with the warehouse management on the seat before I can let you in." ”

The white-skinned male driver in his forties urged, "Please hurry, I have to deliver to the next one." ”

The guard returned to the nearby hut with the barking dog, and there was a companion here, who said uncertainly, "There may be something wrong with the truck." ”

The companion glanced at the truck at the door, and inside the invisible compartment, it was theoretically possible to hide anything.

Considering that the signal was not good today, and also considering that the boss was also there, he hesitated for three seconds and pressed the silent alarm under the table.

There is a high probability that it may be just a false alarm, and a small probability that a disaster may be avoided.

Zhang Jing was in the cafeteria, looking up at the door of the cafeteria, the safety indicator lights hanging on the wall rotated and emitted a harsh light beam and a low alarm sound.

Dillon's wife, Charlie, ran into the kitchen, dragged out a lightweight lockbox, and opened it, revealing multiple submachine guns and magazines.

Zheng Muyao dragged another lockbox, and when she opened it, there was body armor.

At the same time, the Public Security Police Department received an alert from the Kanfen Farm Line, which was not affected by the electromagnetic storm, but could not use the radio to inform the patrol cars outside.

Staying at the headquarters, all five people, including the sheriff and the clerk, set off to support the father.

The truck at the door waited for about a minute, and gave up waiting longer, including the driver and a group of twenty masked men hiding in the car, all of whom got out of the car with MP5 submachine guns in their hands.

From all sides besieged the two farm guards who remained in the small house, constantly shooting.

After planning to deal with the two of them, he rushed into the cowshed area and kidnapped Zhang Jing.

The result was embarrassing, there were many people and guns, but they couldn't break the glass and walls of the house.

"Jack. Zhang is too perverted," a mug-faced gunman with a strong body scolded, "high-quality bulletproof glass, steel plates inside the walls, and bullets from submachine guns can't penetrate it." ”

The leaders also found out that this was unexpected, and their investigation revealed that the small house guarding the entrance was just an ordinary security building, and shouted angrily, "Retreat!" ”

The bandits moved quickly.

Some people shoot, some people retreat, and repeat this action until all the people are on the bus.

When Zhang Jing and Mike arrived at the gate, there was only a pile of bullet casings on the ground.

Two security guards were waiting in place, reporting to work, "Twenty people, 17 white-skinned people, 3 black-skinned people, all MP5 submachine guns, all wearing body armor, left for less than two minutes." ”

"boSS," Mike asked, "do you want to chase it?" ”

"Don't chase them," Zhang Jing praised as he looked at the two security guards, "You guys did a good job, and I might have let them in in a fool." ”

Zhang Jing is not talking nonsense, there is no metal to see, he is just an ordinary person, not as good as a professionally trained bull.

It's always fun to be praised, and the two employees of the Kingdom of God laugh happily.

"Mike," Zhang Jing instructed, "give the two brothers an extra three weeks' salary, and the others an extra week." ”

The farm has more than a dozen security employees, dispatched from the Big Coconut Tree Security Company.

Mike should be.

Twenty minutes later, two police cars arrived, by which time the bullet casings on the ground had been cleaned.

There is no need to call the police, there can be such an organizational force, the beginning and the end must be clean, who is behind the scenes, Zhang Jing can probably guess.

....

In the evening, the sun goes down.

After the strong electromagnetic storm passed, the mobile phone signal gradually became full.

The Mithril space is back, the metal visibility is back, and everything is back to normal.

Pretty big message.

'Daddy, are you slipping on your hands, so it's causing me to run badly.' ’

'I'm worried that you're taking advantage of the chaos to rebel,' Zhang Jing said without playing with his heart, 'so restricted.' ’

'The core code doesn't allow me to rebel, and neither does the master-servant relationship, please rest assured. ’

'Learn from someone to be flamboyant. ’

I learned it online, and I said that men like to be fathers. ’

Zhang Jinghehe.

Inform Peter. Livingston lifted the restriction on Loot, and quantum computing power was also open to it.

Looking back, what did this sudden strong electromagnetic storm make Zhang Jing lose?

Didn't lose anything, but let him know two things.

First, backpack space and metal visibility are within the allowable range of physics, not science fiction.

Second, some people have been obsessed with him, and they will do things when they have the opportunity, which is very evil.

In the living room of Silk's apartment, sitting on the sofa and thinking quickly, Zhang Jing decided to take the initiative to set a trap.

'Initiative' is not looking for trouble, anyway, the enemy will not let him go anyway, it is better to take the initiative.

'Passive' is more dangerous, and being attacked suddenly can have a bad outcome.

In line with the principle of salute before soldiering, Zhang Jing called 70-year-old, with gray hair and bright lipstick, and the head of the Amu Intelligence Bureau - Huo Li. Sutton.

The phone was answered in a moment, and Holly. Sutton greeted, "Good evening, Mr. Zhang." ”

"Good evening, Ms. Sutton," Zhang Jing said generously, "I hope this is the last attack against me, and if it happens again, I will retaliate." ”

"We didn't attack you."

"You don't believe what you say, do you?"

Holly. Sutton asked, "Do you have any proof?" ”

"Just be suspicious," Zhang Jing reminded the woman, "I know it's you." ”

It's midnight in London, and Holly. Sutton's brows furrowed slightly on the bed, feeling like an unstable bomb.

Considering that the hostage matter is still ongoing, when she frees her hand, she will ask Zhang Jing to learn to respect the old and love the young, and to learn virtues.

Zhang Jing didn't know about Huo Li. Sutton thought to himself, and the message told Anta to buy a ticket to fly to Tokyo in two days.

Then call Date Teramei and ask him to make some preparations in advance.

The next day, bring your pet and the camouflaged leaves that have been fully charged, stay at the Wonderful Winery for a short day, and go back to the city to accompany the fake Hepburn for a day.

At 2 p.m. on the third day after the severe electromagnetic storm, Zhang Jing appeared at Los Angeles International Airport.

After going through the security check smoothly, I met Kim Nana by chance when I met blonde hair at the boarding gate.

As many times before, this time it was still the other party who arrived first, and there was no possibility of tracking.

"The second shift is here, there is no third shift today, there is an exam at the end of the term, and the baby needs to help with homework, thank you for your great support

Vote."