48 Hours a Day

Zhang Heng did not stop much, put on the hood after the down jacket and walked out of the bar with his head down.

Instead of going back to school, he found a public toilet nearby.

It's about 2: 00 in the morning, there's no one else in the public toilet, but the lights are still on, the air smells like cheap cleaning agent, Zhang Heng walks to the men's toilet sink, a faucet on his right hand side is broken, still dripping water.

However, Zhang Heng's attention was in the mirror behind the sink.

Previously in the City of Desire he felt young again, but only now did he have a chance to really check himself, his beard on his face was gone, the bronze skin in the wind was restored to normal skin tone, and the calluses on his hands and scars on his body were gone.

Now he's really back to what he was 10 years ago, but then he's a little strange.

And most importantly, he understood what the bartender lady meant when she said that he looked like someone else, who, although back 10 years ago, retained his temperament when Nassau was a pirate in the 18th century.

This is actually a troublesome thing. Others, too. Those who are closer to him will certainly see his change at a glance. Especially now that Spring Festival is approaching, he will be coming home soon. His pair of fairy parents who have been playing in Europe in the dark will not necessarily see his difference. After all, they can remember his birthday incorrectly. Even if they find someone his height and age to go back, they will not necessarily see any difference, but they will certainly see his change when they bring him to their grandfather as a child.

The most important thing is that he's in a state where, basically, he goes out on the street and gets ID checked.

I was thinking of a group of young people pouring in the front door of the toilet. It seemed like a mix of young people in the neighborhood. Zhang Heng had seen them several times outside the bar, dyed their hair, smoked cigarettes, there were many descendants of nearby relocated households. There were two bigger villages here, but as the city continued to grow, they went round to the outside, and eventually many of the nearby villages became industrial or residential areas.

This is also a matter of great joy. Villagers have been compensated and replaced with high-rise houses. Many people's jobs have changed from their native lands to their current mahjong rents. But neither have the worries. Riches have not only deprived many people of their goals in life, but have also deprived their children of the impetus to struggle together.

Anyway, the rent can only feed, so the two villages young people graduated from high school to become a nearby gangster. Of course, even if it is a worry, it is also a worry of happiness for ordinary people.

These young people who dressed themselves up like the ancient puzzlers of the last century's Hong Kong Taiwan films have nothing to do every day but wander around, play games in the games hall, open a cybercafe together, or bully the nearby hawkers and immerse themselves in their woven dreams of the river and lake.

At night, they like to hang out in front of nightclubs or bars, and in addition to helping club owners solve things that security guards can't handle, they also pick up dead, drunk girls on the side of the road.

This is a lot different from what you find for money, which can give men more unpredictable excitement and pleasure of conquest, but this is illegal after all, and can easily get into some trouble. Some cactus jumping groups will also deliberately use the hunting psychology of some men to let young women disguise their bodies for picking up, after which the pickers will have to choose between huge blackmail and jail time.

However, for these local gangsters, there is no need to worry about such things. They themselves and several nearby cactus dancing groups are more familiar, have a lot of nerve, are familiar with the neighborhood, after playing, withdraw, but there is very little incident.

They walked into the public toilet with a disoriented young girl, laughing, and they saw someone in the toilet and stood still.

The location of this public toilet is not too far from the bar, but it is definitely not close, and there is another public toilet in the middle, where people would not come even if there was no place in the bar to untie them.

When the gang walked into the toilet, Zhang Heng had also brought back his hood and covered his face. I wondered if it was a change in his ten-year career as a pirate. Zhang Heng could feel that he seemed to have become colder. There was not much reaction behind this scene.

And this is not the same situation that he encountered when the walls swallowed up the waste-pickers, when he would rush to rescue them in the first place because the old man and the child who picked up the waste-pickers had done nothing wrong, were pure victims, and he was willing to reach out as far as he could, but this time the situation was not the same.

Essentially, single men and women who go to clubs to release redundant hormones, all adults, even women on the vulnerable side, should know exactly what happens after the intoxication of the bars and nightclubs at 2: 00 a.m., even if there are so many young girls with corpses or semicorpses outside the doors of the city every night, in Zhang Heng's view, this kind of thing is neither manageable nor meaningless.

Everyone has the right to choose the life he likes, but at the same time is responsible for the life he chooses.

So he just glanced back and went out the door with his head down.

The next moment, however, an arm blocked in front of him.

“Dude, it's your lucky day.” Smile and hip-hop for the first punk in a leather jacket.

“What do you mean? ”

The little gangster reached out to pinch the girl's chin and lifted her face up, “See, the superior color, the absolute nine-point beauty, you usually have to trust people to not drive a BMW, they don't even take you to play, but it doesn't care, all within the four seas are brothers, meeting is for a reason, she doesn't take you to play, we will take you to play. ”

Zhang Heng knew what attention the other party was fighting, all brothers within the four seas, meeting each other is fate is bullshit, this group of people didn't expect to hit other people in the toilet, worried that he would just leave and call the police, so this method turned him together into an accessory, at the same time can make this time more exciting to pick up corpses.

It doesn't make any sense to explain it at this time. Even if you don't call the police, you won't believe it. Therefore, Zhang Heng is also very simple. Put the phone back in his pocket and punch it directly into the cheek of the leather jacket headed by the head.

He has been working out in the gym for some time now, and with a 48-hour boost, his strength has long surpassed that of ordinary people. This punch went on, and the defenseless little bastard was directly laid down.