48 Hours a Day

Zhang Heng clenched his fist and without hesitation crushed the black heart, blood rain splashed.

Horse chirping stops at this moment!

Han Lu finally felt the connection between himself and the world as he regained his brightness in the dark room.

That feeling of desolation and loneliness disappeared.

But the shock in her heart will never go away.

Even years later, she can't forget the scene!

“Director Converse" 's body was like it was fixed there, motionless, his face still holding its anger, his mouth wide open, like a roaring lion.

Behind him stood a man who was covered in blood.

It's like fighting the giant Goliath, David!

Every inch of his body was bathed in black blood.

Han Lu's heart string palpitated again.

Ultimately, “Director Converse" 's eyes lost all their magic and his body fell to the ground, meaning that this brief but dangerous battle was finally divided into victories and losses.

“Zhang Heng?” Han Lu didn't recognize the man who rescued him at a critical juncture until then. It's incredible.

Zhang Heng stood there with his eyes closed and no movement, as if he had not heard his name at all.

Just as Han Lu began to worry about him, Zhang Heng suddenly said, “Can you help me find a dress? ”

“Oh..." said Han Lu, suddenly awakened. In love, she moved her gaze away. She had not never seen fresh meat, including the club master, the gym brother, when the red idol star Han Lu had dated. The vast majority of the people were in good shape, and there was no shortage of muscular lines to exaggerate.

Somehow, however, their muscles seem to lack an aesthetic compared to Zhang Heng's, as if they were expensive and fragile glass toys in a window.

Han Lu opened the cabinet on one side, found one of the sick numbers in the sportswear, took it out and handed it to Zhang Heng, "You... how did it look? ”

“I climbed up the window from the rescue room and the clothes were still there.” Zhang Heng said as he tore off the infusion sticker on his hand, turned on the faucet in the ward bathroom and rinsed the blood on his body.

“Are you... are you okay? I heard the doctor say you weren't doing well before.” Han Lu was worried.

Zhang Heng hasn't spoken yet, Han Lu's phone rang again, the latter was connected, and immediately there was an anxious voice from Fan Mei, “Where are you? I didn't see you in the hallway. What happened? ”

“Uh, I'm in Ward 207, and it's kind of... well, it's hard to say.” Han Ludo.

She had just finished saying that the door to the ward had been pushed from the outside.

Fan Mei man saw the body of “Director Chang” on the ground, and then saw Zhang Heng coming out of the bathroom with his naked body wet, his cheeks suddenly red.

“Looks like your eyes are blessed too.” Han Lu handed over his sportswear, Zhang Heng put on his pants and top, and finally ended this free celestial show.

And Fan Mei man shut the door at the first time, “... who can explain to me what's going on, how did you get yourself into the rescue room and how did you get out?” She turned to someone.

“Your sister came here to meet the white horse knight of one of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse," Zhang Heng said as he picked up the bone bow on the ground, "outside the elevator we met, he touched my skin, and I felt like I had several smallpox, flu, and plague at the same time. ”

“Four Horsemen of the End? In person? How did you survive this?” Fan Mei man was surprised.

“I don't know, I thought I was dead too, in the rescue room my condition was bad, breathing failure, body temperature was constantly rising, my head was always sore, I couldn't speak, it was hard to open my eyes, I could only rarely hear people walking and talking around me,” Zhang Hengdao, “then my heart stopped for about a few seconds... I didn't count, but it felt like the whole world was quiet, I saw the ECG of the monitor turn into a straight line, but the funny thing was that I didn't feel too much sadness, actually I couldn't feel anything at that time. ”

“Are you dead? ”

“At some point, yes.” Zhang Hengdao.

“After that, who saved you? ”

“Nobody," Zhang Hengdao, "I don't remember what happened in those seconds. When I opened my eyes again, I found that my body had returned to normal, no more high fever headaches, no nausea, full of strength, but I also saw a woman doctor holding a pacemaker and trying to press it against my chest. In order to avoid electric shock, I had to knock her out and a few nurses around her. Then I turned the window back to this floor and saw that Han Lu was in danger and climbed in. ”

“You escaped the plague? How is that possible? The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse are extinct!” Fan Mei's eyes widened, "but compared to this... you later killed the White Horse Knight, which is even more incredible! How did you do that? How do you know where his weakness is? And how exactly did he hit his weakness? ”

“I wish I could answer all your questions, but unfortunately I didn't have time to think about it so much, acting entirely by instinct, but I heard a lot of mythological stories from my parents when I was a kid, and maybe one or two of them mentioned the weakness of the White Horse Knight.” Zhang Hengdao, kneeling down, picked up the crown on the ground and the strange bone bow.

It was also his greatest gain after the war, except that their quality was not known until the results of the appraisal.

But as equipment for one of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, there is no way to go anywhere.

The body of the “Converter” decayed and dissolved at an incredible rate, eventually turning into a beach of ash.

Had it not been for the black blood left on the ground, everything would have happened before.

Thereafter, Zhang Heng and Han Lu stayed in the house to make sure no one else entered during this period, while Fan Mei went to steal a few bottles of cleaning agent and brushes, and the three of them cleaned up the blood in the house together.

In the process, the two women were still immersed in the previous shock, and Han Lu witnessed the battle herself. When the bone bow pointed at her, her entire human breath stopped completely. This was her first real contact with the so-called gods so close.

Until the scalpel was inserted into the rear heart of the existence opposite, she thought she was dead today, and Zhang Heng took out the image of her heart and imprinted it in her head forever.

Although Fan Mei man on the other side did not see the battle, her shock was still over Han Lu, because she knew exactly what level the Apocalypse Four Knights existed, far from the miscellaneous fish gods who had lost most of their divine power in the long river of time, the world had not forgotten their names, and the strength of the White Horse Knights could be seen in this influenza that affected the whole city.

And that's the kind of existence that dies in the hands of a mortal, and even if there's something in it, it's an incredible thing.