48 Hours a Day

Giustia's face was full of surprises, "Are you going to do it with me? Where you already know who I am? ”

“Anyway, I've killed one of those guys, and I don't care about adding another name to the list.” Zhang Hengdao.

“Are you talking about the plague of the Four Horsemen of Apocalypse? Did you kill him? How is this possible,” Giustia has finally changed the colour of speech, “If it is any other god, the White Horse Knight himself comes from hell, the power of mortal man can not do him any good harm, do you have any props on you above level B just to restrain him? ”

“You'll soon find out the answer to this question.” Zhang Hengdao, this time he didn't stand there waiting for the other party to start. Giustia's strength is probably still on the plague. Her ability to ignore the bullet was too bug, and Zhang Hengdu had to be careful.

Thus, he also rarely took the lead in the opening, when the Nepalese Army knife crossed an arc and swung directly to the chest of the Goddess of Justice.

The Roman mythology has detailed descriptions of the appearance and priesthood of Giustia. However, the battle record is blank, but Zhang Heng does not feel that the other sword is merely set. The balance in the hands of the Goddess of Justice is to measure good and evil, and once she makes her decision, it is time to implement the results with the sword in her hand.

In other words, she's not the artisan god, or the non-combatant god like Venus, and the best result is to end the battle before the arrow strikes!

Zhang Heng didn't pay attention this time, so he came up to do his best.

And Giustiatia no longer relieved herself by the ability to resist harm alone, and she moved quickly, even at the top of Zhang Heng's speed, but seeing this scene made the latter breathless. Giustiatia's speed was still within the limits of humanity. Zhang Heng could make up the gap slightly by using the LV3 knife method.

Considering the battle with the White Horse Knight in the hospital, this is already the second time he has fought with the gods, Zhang Heng also discovered some secrets, the difference in physical strength between different gods is huge, there are some gods and mortals there is not much difference between flesh, of course each of them have their own intelligence, in a sense it is like an enhanced version of the agent, but the gap with the agent, even the player, is not insurmountable.

And unlike the player, as long as the player has experienced a copy in the game, he will basically grow up, and the power of the god will be uncertain, and will fluctuate over time, ancient gods, especially ancient gods with earlier birth times, whose strength has mostly declined very sharply, similar to the Celtic ancient god he met in the black sail, when he came out, he has no voice at all, Zhang Heng even suspected that the other party has hung up.

And a lot of the guys still alive have a lot of human problems, such as the old Tang suit who loves sweets and eats himself out of diabetes, even the plague cell phone has a lot of contact information for medical representatives, and on Saturday he will be dating the director to play tennis, it looks very eager to make progress.

When they live quietly in the crowd, you can't even tell the difference between them and your neighbor across the door.

And of course, when they decide to expose their fangs, they will definitely remind people of the legends that are relevant to them.

Giustiatia appeared to have been in court for a long time and had been immobile for some time, but she had avoided most of Zhang Heng's attacks with only one pair of barefoot feet, but at this point she was about to retreat to the end of the corridor.

Giustia frowned and finally drew the sword from her waist.

“Cut the charges! ”

Giustia softly shouted, the sword jumped with a golden divine light, the Nepalese Army knife collided with the sword, yet the next moment Zhang Heng found himself leaving the hallway of the small hotel and standing on a lawn.

Giustitia, who was still fighting him, has disappeared.

Hallucinations?

Zhang Hengzheng was thinking, but when he saw the figure not far away, he immediately denied the speculation.

“Did you do this?” Zhang Heng asked, wearing a straw hat and glue shoes, dressed like a Tang suit freak who was going fishing. It's been half a year since the two of them last separated.

The latter was sneezed by the cold wind and complained, "Do you think I want to do this? Why are you messing with that woman? If I hadn't paused my time and run out with you, she would have killed you. ”

“Am I killed?” Zhang Heng picked out the eyebrows.

“Well, you also have a certain chance to kill her, but what's the point? It's the 21st century now, World War II is over seventy years old, and it's too low-level to fight and kill. Besides, what people are doing has nothing to do with you. ”

“I owe Shen Hee-hee and her team a favor.” Zhang Hengdao.

Tang suit the old man opened a bag of QQ sugar and poured it into his mouth. "They won't die anyway. Save it for later. ”

“These things have nothing to do with you. Why are you so worried?” Zhang Heng spoke while weighing the surroundings and trying to tell him where he was, but the grasslands under the night seemed almost the same and there didn't seem to be a lot of people smoking around, which is not good news.

“Don't look, we're on the dam now.” Tang dressed as an old man, “when you get back, the battle over there should be over, and you're my man, of course I care. ”

Tang suit the elderly as a matter of course, however, Zhang Heng is not very grateful.

Ever since it was discovered that the former and his parents had known each other long ago, Zhang Heng also became increasingly suspicious of Tang Zheng's purpose of approaching him. Since Tang Zheng and his parents were already on a science examination team 17 years ago, it is likely that Tang Zheng's elderly had seen him at that time.

Zhang Heng is investigating the death probably has a lot to do with each other, but Zhang Heng met again, he already had a strong guard, didn't ask directly, Tang Fang elderly people don't seem to know anything, still there chattering about the mosquitoes on the prairie.

Zhang Heng ignored him and walked to the Volvo next to him. This should be Tang's old man pulling him here. However, Zhang Heng checked the fuel tank and found helplessly that the gasoline in the car had been released and could not be driven.

“The nearest homestay is 20 km away.” Tang suit the old man kindly warned.

“ ………… ”

Zhang Heng was speechless, “How are you going to get back? ”

“I called for help, and in two hours, would you like to join me?” Tang, the old man just sat on the grass with his ass.