Mixed In the United States As a Local Tyrant

  Chapter 101 Pasion

An Feng spent time discussing matters related to offshore companies with his assistant and accountant, and chose a few backup names as a tool for invisibility and tax avoidance. It has high requirements for confidentiality, so he chose BVI (British Virgin Islands) ) registration, they are responsible for the specific bidding method, and he is only responsible for signing.

   After finishing these, the additional investment is almost confirmed, and we can start after everyone has prepared funds or vests. During this free time, An Feng flew to the hunting ground in Reno County. Lawrence had recruited three forestry managers and two cowboys, and purchased a batch of cattle and sheep.

  Old Mike’s gun shop is also under construction in full swing. Bulldozers bulldozed a large piece of land, and specially built a three-meter-high concrete **** at the rear of the shooting range, which was filled 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 just happens to have plans to buy more powerful weapons because of his high FFL rating.

  It is estimated that it will take a month at the earliest for the new gun shop to be put into operation, because the modular wooden houses are adopted. Once the goods arrive, the workers lay the foundation, and building the house is as simple as building blocks. The only time-consuming thing is the internal structure. For the sake of beauty, it takes a little effort to design.

   Seeing that he had nothing to do, An Feng returned to Los Angeles by flight.

  There was no private plane this time, because it was a temporary decision to go home, and I was too lazy to call a business jet, so I re-experienced the feeling of squeezing the plane with everyone. It may be because he is used to business jets where he can lie down and sleep, and he can also fight with the stewardess. Even the first-class cabin of civil aviation gives him a bad feeling.

After getting off the plane, the weather in Los Angeles is as hot as ever. According to news reports, the high temperature in the western part of the United States is ahead of schedule. The highest temperature in May is 35 degrees Celsius, and it will continue to rise. There is no sign of rainfall in the near future, so the crops are facing the risk of drought... Belly Hei Anfeng couldn't help laughing.

   "Hot, hot, la la la..." An Feng left the airport humming a transposed tune, hailed a taxi, transferred to Santa Monica Airport, and took a helicopter back to SLO. It was already afternoon when I got home, and even though the inland areas of California were repeatedly exposed to high temperatures, it was still hovering in the 20s.

   So a day later.

  An Feng was awakened by the chirping of birds outside the balcony, turned over and looked at the curtains blown up by the breeze, and fell asleep again. In the dream, I plucked the feathers of the bird and roasted it with oil, woke up drooling, had simple bread and milk for breakfast, and saw Joanna's car when I went out, so I rode towards the stable.

  Stopped the car, took buckets and tools at the door, walked in and saw Joanna working in standard black and white riding clothes. The black slim jacket and white breeches fit her very well. She was cleaning Angelina with a brush, and she said to herself: "Don't move around, mom is brushing your hair!"

  An Feng couldn't help laughing a few times.

  Joanna turned around: "Hey, big slob, the sun is shining on your ass."

   "It should be 'the sun is drying my ass'." An Feng walked over, followed a carrot, broke it, and threw it to Philip: "Catch it!"

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

  Joanna was surprised: "So smart."

   "Haha!" An Feng proudly picked up three or four pieces of carrots, "This is my unique skill with it! Right, good boy! Continue!"

  Philip shook his horse's head, and dodged An Feng's fancy way of throwing carrots in disgust.

   Joanna smiled, An Feng turned black.

  …

   While the weather was not too hot, he rode a horse and ran around the field. I have been practicing equestrianism for almost a year. Although I am not as skilled as Joanna, short-distance running, hurdling, barrel winding and other things can be said to be a piece of cake. An Feng watched Joanna riding Angelina from a short acceleration to a barrel sprint, and then to the continuous hurdles at the back.

An Feng also took a run with itchy hands. It was no problem to pass it completely, but it was a bit slow in timing and movement. Joanna followed up and said, "Philip is a good horse, but unfortunately you don't have enough time to train it. Form a sufficient tacit understanding, although you are already familiar with it."

  An Feng took the lead, Joanna turned the horse's head and looked back at him: "How about a run with me?"

   "No problem!" An Feng pulled the rein. Philip had just galloped around and was still excited. Warmblood horses are suitable for this kind of obstacle course.

Joanna rode her horse and ran in front. An Feng took a few more glances at her handsome figure, and then gripped the horse's belly. Philip chased after him skillfully. First, she accelerated for a short distance, and then bypassed the first barrel. , When going around the barrel, you must make a good prediction and give the horse enough time to react. If the rider looks around and gives the order in a hurry when he is about to go around the barrel, it is likely to fail.

  Smoothly passed, the first barrel, the second barrel, the third... Continuous swinging from side to side is also a physical effort for the rider, but it also makes you mentally tense, feeling particularly exciting and fulfilling. After successfully passing through the obstacle area, they were greeted by high and low hurdles.

Angelina's hurdle movements are very standard, and Joanna's ability to predict is also indispensable. The first and second jumps are easy, and the third high hurdle, Angelina leaps. An Feng glanced and found the jumping position A little early—Angelina stepped forward with her front leg, but her back leg hit the railing.

   "Not good!" An Feng's eyes froze.

Angelina couldn't keep steady after landing, and her front legs knelt heavily on the ground. With a scream, Joanna jumped over the saddle and fell to the ground, but her hand was still holding the rein. Angelina jumped up in fright, After dragging her for a few steps, An Feng shouted, "Let go!"

  Joanna let go of her hand, Angelina ran out, and then turned around to face the owner who fell to the ground. An Feng hurriedly urged Philip to step forward, jumped off the horse, and saw Joanna get up. He didn't care about himself, but first checked what happened to Angelina's front legs. She was relieved when she saw that there was no serious problem. .

   "You don't want to die!" An Feng hurriedly supported her, she was really strong, her walking posture was not right, she still took care of the horse first, she was too dedicated.

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

  Joanna held An Feng's hand, frowning: "It hurts."

   With a fall of this magnitude, it is possible to break a leg. An Feng once saw reports that someone fell off a horse, broke a hand, broke a leg, and lost six teeth. So he carefully asked her to sit down slowly, took off her riding boots, pushed up her pant legs and looked, the outside of her knee joints were red.

   "It hurts!" Joanna said.

   "It seems to be just a skin trauma." An Feng speculated that it is common for horse riders to fall off their horses. If a person has never fallen, then the number of times he has ridden is limited. Great knights fall all the way, no matter how familiar you are with horses, accidents are inevitable.

  Joanna forced a smile: "I know, if I break a bone, I should call it out now."

   "God bless." After An Feng confirmed that she was fine, he helped her up. It must be impossible to walk back. He glanced at Joanna: "Shall I carry you back?"

  Joanna nodded: "Okay."

An Feng squatted down in front of her, his back was heavy, and a soft body pressed up. An Feng supported her thighs, stood up, and reminded: "It's best to hug my neck, please lean forward , or it will be hard for me to carry you behind my back. And we are buddies, don't be shy!"

   "Who is shy!" Joanna hugged his neck.

Carrying Joanna on my back for a while, I went back home along the mountain road, walked through the living room, looked around, found that the sofa was too low, and I couldn’t squat down, so I moved to the kitchen. On the desk, and said: "Wait a minute, I'll get you some medicine."

  The last time my parents saw that they were riding too hard, they had the foresight to go to Chinatown to buy some domestic bruises. An Feng used a lot of them, and the effect was very good. The ice compresses used by foreigners to deal with bruises were not very effective. He found medicinal wine and asked Joanna: "It works very well, do you want to try it?"

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

  An Feng poured some in his hand, and wiped her injured knee joint as lightly as possible, but Joanna kept silent. After applying it a few times, I looked up and saw the tension in Joanna's eyes, and said with a smile, "I'll be able to 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, "take it off for you."

   "No—" she said just now, An Feng had already unbuttoned it, took the helmet for her, and helped her get rid of some hair sticking to her face habitually.

Joanna looked at him with a face full of surprise, An Feng stopped moving, embarrassed, he was used to touching women, and realized that the action just now was too intimate... They were very close, Joanna was sitting on the desk, An Feng was standing In front of her, just now he was gently stroking the 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 are evasive, not daring to look at me, and for some reason, looking at her, I think of the scenes that frequently appear in dreams these days, her frowns and smiles are vivid in my memory, goodbye Thinking of the days they spent together, my heart felt hot, and I couldn't help kissing her lips. The two lips touched lightly, and she moved her head back to avoid it, but he didn't give up and hugged her.

An Feng hugged her waist, and slowly, she closed her eyes, opened her mouth and let An Feng attack, her soft tongue was entangled with each other, her whole body felt numb like an electric shock, the long-lost feeling, An Feng just I had an experience during my first kiss, as if I did something wrong, and my heart was full of tension.

  Unknowingly, they embraced each other, kissed deeply until they were suffocated, and finally let go with blushing faces. An Feng was very close to her, almost forehead to forehead, and 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 to be with you...be my girlfriend!" An Feng looked at her, extremely nervous, his heart already in his throat.

  Joanna nodded shyly: "Yes."

  An Feng was taken aback for a moment, then hugged her and turned around a few times: "It's great!"

   "Tell me, is this true?" An Feng put her down, and asked in disbelief, afraid that she would lose her expression, and smiled and said it was a joke.

   It's like... retaliation for the last time I wiped her cat face.

   But April Fool's Day has long passed, Joanna looked at him and said seriously: "I promise."

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