“Someone wants to steal my silver. Two trucks, I don’t know how many people.”
Zhang Jing asked everyone, “Should we fight, hide, or call the police?”
“Why hide?” Katie looked at Zhang Jing and asked back.
“Why call the police?” Barbie echoed.
Dillon added, “Some things can’t be avoided. Let everyone know that Rose Winery and Champion Racecourse are not to be trifled with. Next time someone tries something bad, they’ll seriously consider whether it’s worth it.”
They’re all tigers!
“Let’s shoot!” Zhang Jing’s gaze swept over the group. “I have three automatic rifles. Who’s the best shot?”
“Me,” Katie raised her hand confidently. “I’m good at tennis, and my marksmanship isn’t bad either.”
“Me too,” Jamie, the African-American farmer, raised his hand.
Unexpectedly, the third to raise
