An Feng spent time discussing matters with his assistant and accountant about offshore companies, and chose several alternate names as invisible and tax avoidance tools, which required high density, so he chose BVI (British Virgin Islands) to register. They were responsible for the specific application method, and he was only responsible for signing.

After doing these things, the additional investment was almost certain. After everyone had prepared funds or vests, they could start. During this free time, An Feng flew to the hunting ground in Reno County. Lawrence had recruited three forest farm managers and two cowboys, and purchased a batch of cattle and sheep.

Old Mike's gun shop is also in full swing. The bulldozer flattened a large area of ​​land and specially piled up a concrete slope more than three meters high at the back of the shooting range, filling it with gravel to ensure the safety of the rear when shooting. Because it is thickened, not to mention heavy machine guns, even small-caliber shells can withstand it. Old Mike happens to have plans to purchase more powerful weapons because his FFL level is very high.

It is expected that the new gun store will take as soon as one month, because it adopts modular wooden houses. Once the goods arrive, workers lay the foundation and build a house as simple as building blocks. The only time-consuming thing is the internal structure, which requires some thoughtful design for the sake of aesthetics.

Seeing that he had nothing to do with him, An Feng took a flight back to Los Angeles.

There was no special plane this time. Because I made a temporary decision to go home and I was too lazy to call a business plane, I re-experienced the feeling of squeezing planes with everyone. Maybe I was used to being able to lie down and sleep, and fighting Landlords with the flight attendant. Even in the first class of civil aviation, it gave him a bad feeling.

When I got off the plane, the weather in Los Angeles was as hot as ever. News reports said that the high temperature in the western United States was ahead of schedule. The highest temperature in May was 35 degrees Celsius and it would continue to rise. There was no sign of rain in the near future, so the crops were at risk of drought... The black-bellied Anfeng couldn't help but smile.

"Hot, hot, la la la la..." An Feng left the airport with a distorted tune, stopped him and transferred to Santa Monica Airport, and took a helicopter to return to SLO. It was already afternoon when he got home. Even though the heat in the inland areas of California repeatedly blew, he was still wandering around 20 degrees.

So one day later.

An Feng was awakened by the chirping of birds outside the balcony. He turned over and looked at the curtains blown by the breeze, and fell asleep again. In his dream, he pulled the birds hair and grilled them with oil and baked them. He woke up with drool. After breakfast, he ate simple bread and milk. When he went out, he saw Joanna's car and rode his bike toward the stable.

I stopped the car and took the bucket and tools at the door. When I walked in, I saw Joanna working in a standard black and white riding outfit. The black slim jacket and white breeches were very suitable for her. She was cleaning Angelina with a brush, muttering to herself: "Don't move, mom is bristling you!"

An Feng couldn't help laughing a few times.

Joanna turned around: "Hi, big lazy, the sun shines on her butt."

"It should be 'storm'." An Feng walked over, broke a carrot, and threw it to Philip: "Catch it!"

Philip looked up and opened his mouth and bit the carrot.

Joanna was surprised: "So smart."

"Haha!" An Feng proudly picked up three or four carrots, "This is my unique skill with him! Right, good boy! Keep going!"

Philip waved his horse's head and avoided An Feng's fancy throwing carrots in disgust.

Joanna smiled, An Feng had a black face.

...

While the weather was not very hot, I rode my horse on the field and ran. I have been practicing equestrianism for almost a year. Although my skills are not as skilled as Joanna, short-distance running, hurdles, buckets and other things can be said to be a piece of cake. An Feng watched Joanna ride Angelina from a short-distance acceleration to a round-route bucket, and then to the continuous hurdles behind. The female knight with her back straight on the horse was heroic and cool, with a calm expression, and she really had the demeanor of a master.

An Feng also ran away with itchy hands. It was fine to pass completely, but it was a little slow in time and movements. Joanna followed up and said, "Phillip is a good horse. Unfortunately, you didn't have enough time to train it and didn't form enough tacit understanding, although you are already very familiar with it."

An Feng learned about it, Joanna turned her head and looked back at him: "How about running with me?"

"No problem!" An Feng pulled the reins. Philip had just run wildly and was still excited now. The warm-blooded horse is suitable for this kind of obstacle.

Joanna rode a horse in front, Ying erected her figure made An Feng look at her more, and then clamp the horse's belly. Philip skillfully chased her. First, he accelerated for a short distance, and then bypassed the first barrel. He had to make a prediction when circling the barrel and gave the horse enough reaction time. If the rider looked around and was ready to circling the barrel, he would have to make a hurried order when he was about to circling the barrel, he would likely fail.

Passing smoothly, the first bucket, the second bucket, the third... Continuous swaying left and right is also a physically exhausting thing for riders, and it also makes you nervous, feel particularly exciting and fulfilling. After successfully passing through the obstacle zone, they are greeted by the high and low bars.

Angelina's hurdling movements were very standard, and Joanna's prediction ability was indispensable. The first and second ones jumped over easily, and the third ones were high. Angelina jumped over. An Feng glanced at it and found that the jumping position was a bit ahead of time. Angelina stepped over the front leg, but the hind leg touched the railing.

"Not good!" An Feng's eyes sterned.

Angelina couldn't keep her steady after landing. Her front legs were kneeling heavily on the ground. With the screams, Joanna jumped over to the saddle and fell to the ground, but her hands were still holding the reins. Angelina, frightened, jumped up and dragged her to run a few steps. An Feng shouted: "Let go!"

Joanna let go, Angelina ran out, then turned around and came to the owner who fell to the ground. An Feng quickly urged Philip to step forward and jumped off the horse. Then he saw Joanna climbing up, and ignored him, but checked Angelina's front legs first. She breathed a sigh of relief after seeing that she was not seriously injured.

"You're desperate!" An Feng hurriedly supported her. She was really strong. Her walking posture was wrong. She was actually still taking care of her horse first, and she was too dedicated.

An Feng cared about her legs: "How do you feel?"

Joanna grabbed An Feng's hand and frowned: "It hurts so much."

This level of fall may be possible to break the leg. An Feng once saw reports that someone fell off the horse, broke his hands, broke his legs, and had six teeth broken. So he carefully asked her to sit down slowly, took off her horse boots, pushed up her trouser legs and looked at it. The outside of the knee joint was red.

"It hurts!" said Joanna.

"It seems to be just a skin injury." An Feng speculated that it is common for people riding horses to fall off. If a person has never fallen, then the number of times he rides is limited. A powerful knight has fallen all the way. No matter how familiar you are with the horse, accidents are always inevitable.

Joanna forced a smile: "I know, if I broke the bone, I should have called it out now."

"God blessed." After An Feng confirmed that he had nothing to do, he helped her up. He would definitely not be able to walk back. He glanced at Joanna: "I'll carry you back?"

Joanna nodded: "Okay."

An Feng squatted in front of her, with a soft body pressing up on her back. An Feng held her thighs, stood up, reminding him: "It's better to hold my neck and lean forward, otherwise it will be uncomfortable for me to carry you. Also, we are buddies, don't be shy!"

"Who is shy!" Joanna hugged his neck.

I walked on Joanna for a while, walked back to home along the mountain road, walked through the living room, looked left and right, the sofa was too low and I couldn't squat down, so I moved to the kitchen. The height of the counter was just right, so I stepped back and let her sit on the counter, and said, "Wait a minute, I'll get you some potion."

Last time, my parents saw that they were too fierce on horseback and had the foresight, so they went to Chinatown to buy some domestic medicinal wine. An Feng had used a lot of them and the effect was very good. Foreigners did not work very well with ice compresses for dealing with medicinal wine. He found medicinal wine and asked Joanna: "The effect is very good, do you want to try it?"

"No problem, I've used it before," said Joanna.

An Feng fell a little in his hand and wiped the joints of the knee that had been injured for her, making her movements as light as possible, but Joanna didn't say anything. After applying it a few times, she looked up and saw the tension in Joanna's eyes, and said with a smile: "You can walk normally after a day of rest."

"Thank you," she said.

"It's okay." An Feng put down the medicinal wine, glanced at her helmet, "Pick it off for you."

"No need-" She just said that An Feng had unbuttoned his buttons, took her helmet, and habitually helped her to push some hair that was stuck to her face.

Joanna looked at him with a look of surprise. An Feng stopped moving, embarrassed. She was used to touching women, and then she realized that the actions just now were too intimate... They were very close. Joanna sat on the desk, An Feng stood in front of her, and she was gently teasing her hair on her cheek...

An Feng couldn't guarantee what his eyes looked like at that time.

Looking at her light brown eyes, her eyes dodged and she didn't dare to look at her. Somehow, she thought of the scenes that appeared frequently in dreams these days. Her every frown and smile was vivid in her mind. When she thought of the days they were together, her heart became warm and she couldn't help but kiss her lips. Her lips touched gently. She moved her head back and wanted to avoid it, but he did not give up and hugged her.

An Feng hugged her waist, slowly, she closed her eyes, opened her mouth and let An Feng attack. Her soft tongue was entangled with each other, and her whole body was numb as if she had been electrocuted. An Feng had only experienced it when she first kissed, just like she did something wrong, and her heart was full of tension.

Unconsciously, they hugged each other, kissed each other deeply until they suffocated, and finally let go with red face. An Feng was very close to her, almost looking at her forehead. After a while, An Feng broke the silence: "Hi, Joanna, this... I can't control myself."

Joanna looked at him and said nothing.

"I... actually feel very happy with you... Be my girlfriend!" An Feng looked at her, extremely nervous, his heart had already reached his throat.

Joanna nodded shyly: "Yeah."

An Feng was stunned at first, then hugged her and turned around a few times: "That's great!"

"Tell me, is this true?" An Feng put her down and asked in disbelief, for fear that she would not hold back her expression, and smiled and said that it was a joke.

It's like... taking revenge on myself for wiping her cat face last time.

But April Fools' Day is long gone, and Joanna looks at him and says seriously: "I promise."

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Chapter completed!