48 Hours a Day

Zhang Heng's body flew out and crashed a table. He lay down on the ground for a while before climbing up again. There was a whistle and noise from the people around him.

The Ranger's armorer moved his wrist, picked up a beer from the accompanying gorgeous, and mumbled and drank his stomach. At the same time, a scene appeared on his face, “Sorry, what were you saying? The sound was too low for me to hear. ”

Zhang Heng was a little helpless. He was seriously ill on the boat before. He lost a lot of weight. Although he is now healed, it is not that easy to try to restore his strength. Now he does not say that compared to the muscular fierce man in front of him, he is also stronger than he is now.

Zhang Hengyuan's eyes glanced at the old pirate on one side, but the latter had entered the melon watching mode, eating the roasted pork in the plate, drinking the wine while looking comfortable, as if he didn't care if the 300 silver pesos could come back.

Zhang Heng swayed from the ground and stood up. However, he had already smashed the Mechanic's fist before he could stand steady. However, Zhang Heng then avoided this with a flexible retreat, otherwise he would probably be lying on the ground for longer.

Without a hit, the mechanic snapped his finger provocatively at someone, but Zhang Heng was no longer polite, and drew a short gun directly from his waist, pointing at each other's chest.

When the pub broke out, everyone had a good time watching the fight. I didn't expect one of them to play cards completely without following the path. The letter immediately sent a constant shout.

Faced with the gun, the Ranger's armorer was reckless and had to weigh himself down to not be able to hold the bullet. He spit on the ground, "Despicable!” The phrase resonated with a lot of pure men, and the surrounding spectators stirred up again.

Zhang Heng didn't move, he wasn't here to fight. Since the easiest way to solve the problem is of course the easiest way to solve the problem. In fact, if he knew that the muscle man was so rigid, he would have held his pistol against the other party's head before opening it. If he didn't finish the sentence, he would have thrown it out.

Faced with the mouth of the black hole, the armorer reluctantly grabbed his wallet out of his pocket and threw it at the old pirate, who dropped the knife and fork in his hand and opened his eyes, “What about the other half? ”

“I have so much on me, I'll give it to you in the next three months.” Mechanic Cold Road.

“Yes, but an extra 50 will count as interest.” The old pirate wiped his mouth.

“Fraser, you're a fucking vampire!” The Mechanic was furious.

“That's not what you said when you asked me to borrow money.” The old pirate waved at Zhang Heng beside him, "Well done. Come and have a bite to eat, then we'll go find the next person. ”

Until sunset, Zhang Heng followed the old pirate Fraser to find four debtors. Three or more of them recovered a little. The rest of them, with his crew, were about 20 people. Zhang Heng weighed down and thought it would be better not to send him to death, and the old pirate did not have any difficulty with him.

At the end of the day, Zhang Heng Gang Fraser was about to reach 429 silver pesos, and a painting of oil used as collateral was Da Vinci's "Last Dinner," but at a glance it was fake, mainly the painting was not finished, only seven of the twelve disciples, but Fraser seemed to like it a lot, with this painting against 20 silver pesos.

“Not bad, a little better than I thought, but your close combat sucks, not even the kind of stuff in the tavern.” Old pirates aren't polite at all, "that's not going to work. It's just the best money you can get. The real trouble is still behind you. Maybe you should find a way to improve this. ”

Zhang Heng frowned, “I'm sorry, I think our previous agreement was limited to this one time, after this one we have no relationship. ”

The old pirate stalled, “I don't want to delay that long, but the problem is you can't seem to help me recover all my debts right now, so we're stuck in a dead end. ”

“How many debts have you forgiven?” Zhang Heng's heart had a bad feeling.

“You'll see, but not now.” Fraser grinned, revealing a deep smile. He threw one of the smallest purses in the past as he said, "43 silver pesos, your reward today, like I said, I was never a petty person. As long as you can help me get my debt back, I'll give you a tenth of it. The rules will never change again. Don't worry, I won't be in a hurry. I'll go to that tavern when you get back from your next trip. ”

The old pirate didn't even care about Zhang Heng's reaction. He sang his pirated "Last Supper" and left.

Zhang Heng held the bag of money slightly unexpectedly. The work of collecting debts was complicated and complicated. It was simple and simple. Zhang Hengyuan thought Fraser didn't want to do it because he was old, but with this money, he could hire several strong batters to help him collect debts. As for the risk of hitters seeing the money, the latter's plot was not inevitable.

Zhang Heng can already be sure that collecting debts is just an excuse. There are other reasons why the other party found him, but he does not know for the time being what Fraser is after him for.

Zhang Heng did not like this passive feeling. Thinking about it, he decided to find out a little more about Fraser. He had asked a few pirates on board before, but people, including Goodwin, who had always been passionate, seemed to be confused about Fraser's name and past.

So this time he changed his target. Zhang Heng returned to the tavern on the west side of the city again. His luck was good. The Ranger's armorer did not leave. He was still drinking there. Zhang Hengshen, who saw him and returned, immediately became vigilant, “It's you again! You scumbag, what else do you want to do with all the money in my pocket? Better get out of my face before I change my mind!!! Otherwise I'll put your head..."

His words stopped in half, because Zhang Heng pulled out the short gun again, but at the same time, the latter placed ten silver pesos on the wooden table in front of him and said straight away, "Tell me everything you know about Fraser, and all this money will be yours. ”

“You're fucking kidding me, aren't you with him?!” The mechanic blinked, considering his empty pockets now, the money obviously moved him a little, but he also had some doubts about Zhang Heng's words.

“Whether you want to believe it or not, we're actually not that familiar.” Zhang Hengdao, but didn't explain much, now he's the one asking the question.