After returning to her residence, Zhang Cheng put more than 25 kilograms of mutton, which were processed and cut into small pieces, into the refrigerator. The huge refrigerator was stuffed. Although the aunt complained and disliked her refrigerator for too much stuff, she could not store other ingredients, anyone could tell from her expression that these words were simply inconsistent.

This is the last day Zhang Cheng planned for this trip abroad.

Tomorrow, Zhang Cheng set out to get his reissue passport and immediately take a plane back home after getting it. It’s hard to say tomorrow night, after all, the plane may be a mistake, but when the sun appears in the sky the day after tomorrow, Zhang Cheng shouldn’t be in this country.

Thomas was also a little reluctant. He didn't even mention the deal that the two sides had not reached - although Zhang Cheng bought the bazooka, he did not buy anti-tank missiles.

At noon, Zhang Cheng attended a small farewell party held by Thomas. The party was held in the shooting range, mainly grilled lamb, cooking lamb, and of course marinated rabbit meat. Mr. Kang'en's cooking skills were quite good, at least before Zhang Cheng got tired of it.

"By the way, my dear friend, do you want to pickle a small amount of mutton and bring it back?"

"No." Zhang Cheng replied. Although he couldn't say that he was tired of eating mutton, his appetite was far less than the first meal after several consecutive days. And he felt that he would definitely not want to eat mutton for a long time after he went back, no matter what sheep it was. He had to admit that hunting in the wild was a good experience, but it seemed to be enough. "The journey was long and it was very troublesome to bring."

"Oh, then I'll leave the leftover mutton to me." Thomas said. Zhang Cheng naturally would not object to this proposal.

After drinking and eating, the two men began chatting for granted.

"Dear friend, I made a lot of money this time." When talking about this, Thomas was furious. "Do you still remember my signature?"

"Remember, you said it's worth $30."

"I guess it's worth at least $500 now!" Thomas said. "There are still photos of great wizards practicing in the wilderness. I swear that if the editors bid less than $3,000, I will regard it as an insult to me!"

"So exaggerated?" Zhang Cheng was a little disbelief.

"I put my signature online for auction, and the auction time is three weeks..." While speaking, he took out his cell phone and laughed happily. "See, my dear friend, someone has already offered $400! This is the first day I hang it up!"

"Congratulations, really." Zhang Cheng replied casually. He also figured it out. In fact, Thomas is not bad, he just likes to take advantage of small gains, just like those old ladies. He turned the topic to his journey tomorrow.

This time, there is no need to be so luxurious in making airplanes. After all, in this country, cars are the mainstream.

"If you go to Houston here, it will take four hours to drive the car," Thomas said. "Mr. Conn will send you there and send it directly to the consulate."

Zhang Cheng waited for several seconds before he found that Thomas had finished speaking. In other words, he did not come with a price as usual, "just as xx knife". He almost thought Thomas had made a mistake.

"Free?" Zhang Cheng finally asked tentatively.

"Ah, you misunderstood me. This is not a business, it is a farewell to my friend." Thomas looked awkward. "Of course there may be another friend who wants to send him to Houston."

If you take one for free, this is a very normal requirement, and Zhang Cheng also thinks it is absolutely fine.

"Your friend?"

"I met my friend in a foreign country, named Martin Claude," said Thomas. "A Nordic."

"Nordic..." Zhang Cheng thought about it. Unfortunately, although he knew Nordic countries such as Lan and Wei Dian, he had never paid attention to that kind of place in the past. He just instinctively felt that the place was particularly cold, but the scenery was good and the social welfare was also very good. Nordics seemed to be the cooler type. Apart from that, he didn't know much.

"He happened to be going to Houston this time," said Thomas. "Let me arrange the vehicle for him. I think Mr. Conn is a good driver."

Zhang Cheng also sincerely recognized this judgment. Although his daily salary is very high, it is indeed worth the money. In the past few days, Kang En has served as a driver, chef, chore, logistics and other positions, and has done well.

"Although he is also my friend, my dear Zhang Cheng, you have to be a little careful. That guy is different from an honest gentleman like you and me. He is a romantic wanderer."

x, as long as he is not gay or bisexual, whether he is romantic or not is related to my affairs, I don’t even have a girlfriend! And an honest gentleman? Zhang Cheng doesn’t think there is anything between Thomas and an honest gentleman at all, saying that the unscrupulous business is almost the same.

"What is he doing?" Zhang Cheng asked a question casually.

"According to me, he is just a soft-hearted person." Thomas shrugged. "There is no such type as a regular profession. But he is very good at pleasing to women."

"So... he got into trouble?" Zhang Cheng began to understand a little why Mr. Martin Claude needed Thomas to arrange the vehicle problem. Such a small matter did not require any effort to drive others.

"It seems like this." Thomas replied. "I don't know which daughter or married woman he provoked, but if he died suddenly on the street one day, I wouldn't be surprised."

"Why did he still do such a dangerous thing?" Zhang Cheng asked casually.

"Oh, dear friend, do you know what the most jobs in the city are for detective agencies? That's an extramarital affair!" Thomas shrugged. "I envy you East. If one day I get the chance, I will find a way to immigrate to your country. Only in those traditional and conservative lands can men get a sense of security."

Zhang Cheng wanted to say something, but finally swallowed it back. Anyway, Thomas just said it casually and couldn't take it seriously.

After lunch, unlike before, this time Mr. Kang drove away Zhang Cheng. So Thomas stayed alone in his empty shooting range, watching a bunch of waste targets that were dismantled and hit by bullets.

What a peaceful and happy life.

He calmed down and began to consider the next step in his shooting range. He sighed and found a contract document from his mobile phone. This was a condition issued by the local Gun Association. If the contract was signed, he would become a long-term gathering and gun training place for members of the Gun Association. This means that with a long-term contract at the shooting range, it can also cultivate old customers and embark on a prosperous road to healthy development.

But this contract is really harsh! Thomas sighed while looking at the terms of the contract. Sure enough, have the local consumer tycoons nowadays only rely on the distant East? When he thought of the amazing achievements of the past month (this was reached with only one customer), and looking at the extremely stingy terms in the contract in his hand that were as uncomfortable as sucking bones and marrow, he could not make up his mind.

Forget it, it is better to increase the online advertising and strive to develop customers in Oriental. There is no need to have too many. Every month, two or three rich people like Zhang Cheng come to the door, and Thomas will get rich. In fact, it doesn’t even need two or three so many, just one, so it can be said that the shooting range is well operated. Zhang Cheng alone brought hundreds of thousands of dollars in revenue!

But he remembered the damn guy who represented the Spear Association to negotiate. The guy made a clear threat and told Thomas that there would be no such store after passing through the village. Thomas disagreed, and some people rushed to agree.

Thomas gritted his teeth and decided to go to the east through the Internet. He didn't believe it, there was only one Zhang Cheng in this world. It was said that there were many rich people in the east.

But there was still a voice in my heart that couldn't be removed. After all, it was obviously a coincidence that Zhang Cheng came here. Can he really find enough sources of wealthy tourists? After all, the reputation here is really not obvious.

"If it fails," the shooting coach said to himself while deleting the contract documents on his phone. "Then sell the shooting range and become a mercenary!"

In the evening, the new female sheriff did not come back for dinner. There were only three people in the huge villa for dinner, and one of them was a guest. Zhang Cheng noticed that his mother was sighing while eating.

Zhang Cheng's bird singing skills made him barely understand that the aunt was complaining that she was complaining that her daughter had too much trouble after she was promoted, so she couldn't come back for dinner.

"Mom, this is temporary. After all, there are so many things happening recently, and you know." Mary finally found an opportunity to give her advice to her.

"I know, but there are many things happening in the church. If she doesn't come back, I won't feel at ease if you are alone at home."

"Don't worry, I can take good care of myself." The little girl said disapprovingly. Her eyes turned to Zhang Cheng, who had been eating without saying a word.

Both mother and daughter already knew that Zhang Cheng was leaving tomorrow. After paying all the bills, he also gave them a lot of mutton at home. This practice can indeed change certain concepts, at least, reduce the hostility of the aunt a lot - although Zhang Cheng himself did not know why he caused hostility.

After a simple washing after dinner, Zhang Chengru decided to go to bed early. He had to get up early tomorrow. Although he was confident in Mr. Kang'en's professional qualities, after all, there was a stranger who wanted to take a ride together. If the other party had a weak concept of time, it would be bad. So the best solution for this is to leave early and have enough time to face various possible troubles.

Let’s talk about other things after returning to China.

"Well, Brother Zhang Cheng," while Zhang Cheng was still playing with his cell phone, the little girl suddenly came over. "Did you hear my mother's words at dinner today?"

"What's the matter?"

"These days, the city has a heavy security task. My sister has been promoted and has almost no time to come back. My mother has to volunteer in the church and volunteer for one year, so she often doesn't have time to do it. She is the only one at home during this period."

What does this have to do with me? Zhang Chuanglai retorted so bluntly, but he looked at the other party's cute look and felt it was difficult to speak like this. "I have bought a plane ticket." He finally replied.

Anyway, the thirty-six strategies are the best, so as long as he leaves, he doesn't care about his business. However, the situation in another world gives him a headache. The little girl's way of traveling through time is really bad. Although she has potential, she really cannot survive by relying on her own strength. Judging from her posture, he can only take care of her for a while.

"So, can Brother Zhang Cheng give me something to defend himself?" The little girl blinked obediently. "I'm afraid that no one will be there and there will be thieves coming in."

"Just go to school," Zhang Cheng said.

"I will go." The little girl nodded vigorously. "But I have many things that I can't handle at school. And they may not come back at night."

"Didn't you say that your police family has privileges?" Zhang Cheng asked back.

"Of course I'm lying to you." The little girl smiled and admitted frankly that she had lie in the past in a cute way.

"Okay," Zhang Cheng thought about it. Anyway, he really has a lot of guns now. He reached into his arms and had an extra pistol when he took it out. This is the special model for the elderly, weak, women and children recommended by Thomas. The recoil is very low and can be used by children.

"Don't want this!" The little girl immediately refused. "It would be bad if my sister discovered this kind of thing. Can you give me some other things?"

Zhang Cheng thought about it, put the pistol back, and took out a black ceramic ring.

"It can only be used three times." Zhang Cheng introduced, and then told her the usage and effect of this ring. This is also a test. He wanted to try whether the effect of the Wizard Card is not affected by the distance of space. Strictly speaking, this is not for the little girl, but just borrowed her to use it for a while.

By the way, since he became a brigade master, he has not yet carefully tried the limits of the brigade master's power on earth.

The next day, just like the booked, Zhang Cheng left the house that had been staying for nearly twenty days at dawn. Kang En was already waiting for him outside in a car that looked very ordinary.

There was another passenger in the car.

This is a young, handsome white man with a medium-sized and well-proportioned figure, with distinct facial features and a smile on his lips. "Hello, Martin Crowder." The man smiled politely at him and stretched out a hand. "Just call me Martin."

"Zhang Cheng. Please call me Zhang Cheng." Zhang Cheng also reported his name and reached out to hold the other party. "Hello."
Chapter completed!