Nass, a small town located 30 km southwest of Dublin city.

A group of anti-Kong SWAT officers arrived in three vans outside a small hotel next to a Spanish restaurant.

"Alone in there, not sure if there are any accomplices," a plainclothes bodyguard loyal to the Montes family told SWAT, "staying in the last backyard room on the left, armed with a pistol and possibly other weapons."

Given the first-hand situation, and the fact that it was not a time of peace, 15 special police officers immediately went into action.

The hotel is a single-storey building, half of the people attack from the inside, and half of the people are outside the courtyard walls. o

At this time, the target has already known the danger through a third person, and preemptively exits from the backyard over the wall.

When the special police officer in charge of copying from outside the hospital arrived at the place, he happened to see an escaping figure and hurriedly chased after him.

Again, the 'special forces' are very good at doing things secretly, and if they are discovered, they are in someone else's territory, and they basically can't escape.

This time, too, the strong man Zhang Jing met in the castle hotel, in the process of escaping, was broken by the enthusiastic town residents with hunting ***, and was captured alive by the special police.

After a brutal interrogation at the scene, the answer was that the target was really Zhang Bei, and there were also accomplices.

Unfortunately, after the interrogation came out, three of his other accomplices had fled.

When Zhang Jing received Rice's reply, he had already bought clothes and shoes to wear tomorrow morning, and was walking to the Corinthian Sialen Hotel, 400 meters northeast of St. James's Park.

After reading the information, Zhang Jing was also slightly surprised, he didn't know the other party, but he felt a little familiar, and in the spirit of being careful, he informed Rice.

Closing his mobile phone, carrying a shopping bag in his hand, he walked through the vicinity of Downing Street, passed a series of monuments, and looked at the London Eye across the river, Zhang Jing arrived at the hotel smoothly.

Moderate smog the next morning.

Thirty minutes ahead of the agreed time, Zhang Jing walked to Westminster Abbey, located on the south bank of the River Treux, southwest of the Houses of Parliament.

Different translations can also be called Westminster Abbey.

Came in advance, mainly for the visit, absolutely no other ideas, because it is located in the downtown area, and there is a funeral held soon, it is impossible to do things.

A staff member had already arrived in advance, and Zhang Jing followed the guide to the 'Poet's Corner' inside the cemetery.

When you go to the place, you can take a brief stroll into the depths of the Poet's Corner, and see the writer Di Gengxin, the writer Hardy, and the scientist Darwin and Newton.

There are also poets and writers of the 14th century and the Renaissance buried here.

There are a large number of tombstones here, the density is relatively high, the whole is like a park, the focus is on the location, similar to Shichahai Park.

If you see people's shortcomings, you can also see people's strengths.

In terms of stability alone, Amu did a good job, there was only one rebellion in history that was not directed against the royal family, and the process was not interrupted, so there were many similar cemeteries, ancient streets, and chronological city landmarks left in the city.

At the same time, it is a modern metropolis and financial center, and in general, London deserves its status.

After a brief walk, Zhang Jing returned to the venue of the event.

Not just now, at this moment, the portrait of the deceased has just been placed by the staff, and when I get closer and take a look, how can I be a little familiar? ?

Hell, Zhang Jing scolded angrily in his heart, this is not the patient he killed on the operating table in Beirut (Li Mounen City!?

It shouldn't be wrong, he remembered that there was such an old man, who was sent away by him with one shot in the name of mercy.

"Jack," said Kane, dressed in a black suit. Joe walked over and greeted with open hands, "Thank you for coming to this funeral."

Zhang Jing opened his hands and hugged each other gently.

Embrace, Kane. Joe had four pieces of paper in his hand, "For an important event like this, in order to demonstrate the influence of the Empire, one person from each of the four continents will be selected to speak;

This is the text of my statement for you, which contains just over 200 words, and you will be the last to speak on the stage after the African representative's statement.

After receiving the speech,

When he opened it, Zhang Jing was speechless.

'I am deeply saddened by the passing of such a literary giant and famous historian as Mr. Blackwood, and the people of Asia are extremely saddened...."

The speech is Ah Mu, which is roughly what it means, it is very disgusting, Zhang Jing returned the manuscript, "I am just a treasure hunter, and I can't represent the Asian people."

"It's an opportunity that countless people want but can't," said Kane. Joe reminded, "Zhang Jing, don't waste the opportunity."

Actually, Kane. Joe and his boss want to drive a wedge between Zhang Jing and Asians, so they have this arrangement.

"Thank you for your kindness," Zhang Jing's tone sharpened, "It's very low."

Sure Zhang Jing does not accept, Kane. Joe took the speech and turned away.

Soon, more and more people attended the funeral activities, and even the old babe appeared at the scene, which instantly attracted everyone's attention.

That's where the bloody thing happens.

A middle-aged woman in a black lady's suit, white shirt, short brown hair, and a at the waist.

A woman of Middle Eastern descent with black hair in her fifties came to the front of the funeral guests.

Zhang Jing recognized at a glance that the Middle Eastern woman was the person he had a soft heart and did not kill in the manor, but only sealed his mouth, hands and feet with duct tape.

Because it's just a nanny and a worker, it doesn't hurt.

This situation is obviously looking for a murderer, don't panic, just stay calm, there was a use of camouflage leaves at that time.

The survivor walked past and back in front of the guests, and finally shook his head at the female agent who was following him, indicating that there was no murderer.

As the funeral officially began, the elder Bebe spoke first, preaching Blackwood's contribution and importance.

In fact, everyone knows that the old Bebe advocates a large number of brain-dead books written by Blackwood.

Almost every book portrays Mustache as neurotic, pedophile, perverted, and mentally ill, not only by Mustache himself, but by his siblings.

Except for a few people, others, including mustache parents, grandparents, and great-grandfathers, are all perverts.

The broken book can still be published, and it is estimated that the book number fee will not be earned, and there is 100% capital behind it.

After the old Bebe spoke, a man of letters from Europe gave a speech and blew at Lakewood. new

They are followed by representatives of the league people, kangaroo people, and Xiangjiang people.

Listening to them, looking at them as serious, most people who don't know the truth will think that Lakewood is the second and true man of letters.

Quite deceptive.

And the effect of their insistence on lying is very good, many people believe that the mustache is not only bad, not only the psychosis + perversion, but also the mentally retarded born from the marriage of close relatives.

Another example is Li Nujun, who is an immigrant kangaroo from Area D, and she is one of the countless examples of successful brainwashing.

Endured the nausea and persisted until the end of the funeral, Zhang Jing immediately rushed to the nearest paid bathroom - vomiting.

"I'm taking a leave of absence tomorrow, thank you for your great support."