48 Hours a Day

Zhang Heng was tied to a chair, and he didn't know how long after that, someone reached out and removed the black blindfold on his face, so he found himself sitting in an abandoned factory.

Zhang Heng's head was a little dizzy. After being controlled outside the apartment door, he was stuck in the car and blindfolded. He knew nothing about what was happening around him. He could barely tell from the time of driving that he should still be in Tokyo, but he should be in the outskirts of the city.

He knew he was careless. In fact, even if he was calm and careful, it would be the first time he had been involved in something like this. It was inevitable that there would be a omission. The group had obviously done something to find the apartment.

As if to answer his doubts, a guy with a plate size flipped a black bubble sugar size locator from inside Ameko's bag.

This thing was supposed to have been stuffed when the girl was tied to the blue Toyota when Ameko was in a coma and didn't know what was happening, and the location of the locator was hidden enough to make it hard for her to spot unless she woke up with an inch.

Zhang Heng picked the eyebrows, “Where is Ameko? ”

The two men were separated when they went downstairs. They were supposed to have been stuffed in different cars. Since then, Zhang Heng has not seen the girl.

“Consider your own situation first.” The man on the board spoke ill, and he looked to someone with a strong hostility in his eyes.

Zhang Heng finally figured out who this guy was.

Before he punched each other outside the door, no wonder the slate man doesn't look good to him right now.

“Well, we can settle our bills now.” The plate-inch man dropped the locator in his hand and rubbed his fist against his palm.

And then right behind him came a low voice, "Okay, that's it, let me talk to him. ”

“Yes, Captain.” The man on the board immediately changed his tone of voice, bowed respectfully and then retreated.

A short man walked in front of Zhang Heng, and he moved another stool to sit down, “I apologize on my own behalf for not involving you and Miss Ameko in this matter, which was not the intention of the organization. ”

Zhang Heng did not accept this.

“Vice President... 22 years ago... and Yusuke Tsuchiya, oh, that is, Cheolya Takeda sent me to deal with this matter, was intended to throw Yosuke Tsuchiya directly into the sea to feed the shark, but Vice President temporarily changed his mind and decided to give him a chance. ”

“What did the vice president say... the grudge between the drivers should be resolved in the way of the drivers.” Short man leisurely, “so I carefully set up a stage for Yusuke Tsuchiya, but there is still one missing character, which gives me a lot of headache, because Mr. Tsuchiya Yusuke has not been very attractive, he hasn't made any friends for so many years, I heard that you have been delivering for him for the last six months, how about, are you interested in playing with it? ”

“What choice do I have other than that?” Zhang Hengjing said, although the short man looked a little more Sven than his accomplice, it was also because Zhang Hengjing knew very well that he was not asking for his opinion.

“I like to talk to smart people and save a lot of crap time.” The short man draws a knife, turns behind Zhang Heng, and cuts the rope in his hand, "the game is simple. Either of you can win the game, I will let the three of you go, but if you lose... trust me, you won't want to know the result. ”

Zhang Heng moved his wrist for a moment, and he seriously considered whether to try to defeat the short man in front of him, take the knife from him, and then use him as a hostage, but the two towers standing in front of the factory made him finally give up this idea, and now he has no way back.

“How many people, where, what are the rules? ”

“Don't worry, you'll find out about all this. Now relax and pick a racing car.” The short man clapped his hands and the guards of the two doors walked to the center of the factory, where there was a covered area, and they pulled down the top cover and exposed the racing car below.

There are five of them, the red Nissan 180SX, the silver BMW M5, the gray Mercedes-Benz AMGGT, the yellow Dodge Viper and the blue Ford RAPF-150.

“The performance of all these cars has been adjusted, you can choose the driving you like, or you can modify it yourself if you're not satisfied, we can provide you with parts, the game is at midnight tonight, just have to be finished by this time, what do you think, do you see which one?” The short man was not in a hurry to go away, and he seemed curious about Zhang Heng's choices.

Who knew the latter just looked at the colorful sports cars and retracted their gaze and said, "Excuse me, can I drive my own car? ”

“Your own car? What is it, Porsche 911? Aston Martin? Ferrari? ”

“The second-generation Mitsubishi L300, listed in Japan in 1982," Zhang Hengzhengzhengdao, “was parked right under your kidnapper's apartment. ”

“Civilian van?” Shorty man surprised.

Zhang Heng nodded, the L300 had already gone through his blast modification, and its performance soared, but compared to the serious sports car still can't compare, the guy across the street is not cheap, the five out are absolutely good cars, and is willing to give Zhang Heng time to let go and modify his hands to prove from the side that he didn't do anything on these cars.

However, Zhang Hengxin is well aware that no car that performs well in the competition works well for the car he is familiar with.

“It's a reasonable request that I can meet, but are you sure?” The short man asked again.

Zhang Heng nodded.

So the short man waved his hand and walked in a few more people and drove away all the parked cars inside. He took a deep look at Zhang Heng again, “I'll see you tonight. ”

There was only one person left in the abandoned factory this time. He saw the water and food placed on the table, which should make him replenish his energy. In addition to this, there is a game console in the corner for him to spend time on. Not too good a condition for a kidnapped hostage, but Zhang Heng also increasingly concluded that the competition was not a temporary start.

The group obviously planned for a long time, and as far as the guys he was dealing with before, they probably didn't say anything about professional training, but they were a lot of people, even if the fish shop owner and Ameko wanted to break out, it wasn't very realistic, and his phone was confiscated at the first time, and he couldn't get in touch with the outside world now.

Eat something simple and wait quietly for the game to arrive.