The party at Feilong's house was a success. Almost all the neighbors came and everyone gathered together to chat casually. John Smith quickly became familiar with everyone, and with his humorous conversation, he quickly became familiar with everyone.
Get together.
"You know, when Pujols came over, he threw the ball directly to me. I was so lucky..."
"Come on, someone else paid $5,000 for Irving's Jordan-signed basketball and they didn't brag about it..."
"Hahaha~~"
The crowd roared with laughter. Some people saw White starting to brag about his star baseball again and couldn't help but hit him with the example of Irving. Of course, these were all good-natured jokes.
"Hahaha, you guys, you are just jealous. Don't think that I will be fooled. Irving and I are both lucky people. You guys are only jealous..."
White was proud of himself, but this guy was really lucky. The star baseball player actually gave him the ball without giving up, which was enough for this guy to brag about for a lifetime.
Seeing that the topic was directed towards him, Owen didn't say anything and just smiled. Normally, he might have made a joke, but at this time, he just wanted to reduce his presence as much as possible.
Most of his mind is not here at all, but on Jenny Fox next door, oh no, it should be named Jenny Smith now.
The remaining small part belongs to John Smith here. These two people appeared near his home for no reason. Owen would not believe this was a coincidence. He vaguely smelled a conspiracy.
"John, is it okay if I call you that?"
"certainly."
At this time, someone turned the conversation to John Smith. Newcomers always need something to talk about so that everyone can become familiar with him as quickly as possible.
"So John, what do you do?"
A neighbor asked casually, since we are neighbors, everyone should at least get to know each other, and there is no need to ask specifically. Everyone here except him is basically familiar with each other.
"I work in a construction company..."
"Construction company? Which aspect?"
"Boats, docks, water vehicles, anything related to these we do..."
Everyone seemed to understand, and the topic quickly turned to other people. The men's topics randomly switched between sports, finance, and beauties.
On the other side, Jenny Smith sat among the women and listened to the gossips of the women around her. Compared to John, she obviously didn't integrate as smoothly here.
Most of the time he listened, and no one specifically raised the topic to her.
"A glass of champagne..."
As the hostess, Rose came over with a tray and distributed drinks to the ladies. Jenny said thank you and took a sip before sitting back on the sofa.
She actually didn't like such an occasion, where a group of mothers or mothers-to-be were either chatting about parenting or scandals and gossip. Jenny felt that she couldn't fit in at all.
"Are you still used to it?"
At this time, Rose, who had finished her time, also came over with a glass of champagne and sat down on the sofa next to Jenny.
"It's okay, just a little..."
Jenny didn't know what to say, Rose smiled gently: "I understand, you will know when you have your own baby. Mothers always can't help but want to talk about their children when they get together..."
"Oh, by the way, can you cook? We can exchange experiences in this area..."
Rose obviously wanted to find a common topic to break Jenny's embarrassment, but unfortunately, Jenny was also blank in this regard.
Jenny got up and walked outside. Just like when Owen saw her, she was also surprised when she first saw Owen. She didn't expect that he actually lived in the community she had just moved to. It seemed that the background check she had done was still
not detailed enough.
Frankly speaking, she doesn't want to have anything to do with Owen. The two are neither enemies nor friends, but they are more hostile than cooperative. Owen is not easy to mess with, and she knows it very well, but now Owen must think that she is getting closer on purpose.
This is not a good sign.
As Jenny walked, she drank down the champagne in the glass, not forgetting to eat the red bayberry used for decoration on the edge of the glass. She knew that Owen would definitely come out, just like Owen knew that she would definitely find an opportunity to come out, and the two of them
Everyone has a lot of questions waiting for the other person to answer them.
After exiting the gate, Jenny looked at the environment outside and walked towards the sparse shade of trees on the side.
Just as they entered the dark place, there was a gust of wind behind them. Jenny stepped aside and Owen's side kick was in the air, but was followed by another elbow.
"Who sent you here? What is your purpose?"
A muffled sound came from the darkness. Standing in the light at the door of the room, you could only vaguely see this place. This is why Jenny chose this place as the meeting place.
But she obviously underestimated Owen's dissatisfaction. Owen didn't even give him a chance to explain, and started to attack him. Jenny could only try her best to deal with it.
The sound of popping collisions came again and again, and the two people's legs and feet were entangled. Owen showed no mercy at all. Although the two were old acquaintances, their several interactions were not very pleasant, not to mention that the other party clearly had hidden intentions this time.
He came with some ulterior motive, and thinking that Monica was planning to come back soon, Owen felt a trace of cruelty in his heart.
"You heard that I..."
Bang bang~~
The fists and kicks were added together, and there was a muffled sound. At this time, Owen would not believe whatever the other party said. Only by arresting this woman and interrogating her would the other party possibly tell the truth.
After a brief confrontation, Owen gained the upper hand. Jenny came here to attend a party this time and wore a one-step skirt, which greatly limited her fighting ability. Even if she had already pulled the skirt down to her thighs, it was useless. She still pulled when she moved too much.
The risk of bad clothes.
With a bang, Jenny fell to the grass. Owen took advantage of the situation to press forward and control the woman tightly. The two rolled around on the grass several times, but Owen finally gained the upper hand.
"Tell me, why did you come here? If you don't tell me, I will kill you first and then go in and kill him?"
Owen grabbed Jenny's throat and no matter how much she struggled, the space for movement was decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Jenny struggled, but she was at the end of her strength.
"Fake, bastard, I have retired. John is an ordinary person. Don't involve him in our affairs..."
Although Jenny was helpless, she still had the energy to refuse to admit defeat. Owen looked into her eyes and rationally told her not to care whether what she said was true or false, as long as he killed the couple, they would be safe.
But his emotions told him that what the woman just said was true. Don't ask why, he just knew it. As a police officer and a CTU, he was used to seeing too many lies. He couldn't say that he was 100% sure whether the other party was lying.
But what can deceive him is at least an Oscar-winning performance.
Judging from the woman's behavior just now, the woman was not lying.
She retired and her husband, John Smith, was a regular guy.
What does this mean? Are you tired of playing around and finding an honest man to marry? Or is it the devil who is obsessed with love?
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Today is just one chapter, just to tell you that there is no eunuch, but it may be unstable. Recently, the leader has been eyeing me. I am too busy.