48 Hours a Day

Zhang Heng returned to school and first sent Shen Xixi a WeChat to confirm the safety of the latter.

Shen Xixi replied about an hour later, "Talking.” She added, “Thank you, don't worry. ”

Zhang Heng knew that this meant that Shen Hee-hee was at least not in any danger of life. He just didn't know what she was talking about with Arc. In her character, it was obviously impossible to deal with people. Otherwise, there would be no such war between the consortium and Arc...

However, Zhang Heng was wrong this time. Negotiations between Shen Xixi and Light Arc were soon completed. The strategic intent of Light Arc was actually achieved before the war began. After the dissolution of the coalition, the falling arc of the four “murderers" didn't really care much. Of course, they used this pretext to start the war, at least on the face of it, they had to make a complete set of tricks.

Zhang Hengda killed the Quartet last night and actually wanted to increase the war cost of the Arc, thereby threatening Arc and the Feb. siege to sit back at the negotiating table, only to be interrupted by the sudden appearance of Giustia and the old Tang suit who later dragged him to the grasslands, but since the war between the Arc and the Arc was facilitated by Giustia, she should also be able to clean up the debris after the tour.

Zhang Heng is right about this, but the facts are a little different from what Giustia expected.

“Don't you want to be my agent? But last night you mentioned the" justice balance ", which proves that you and I chose the same path,” Giustia frowned, "don't you want to stretch it out? You formed the coalition before, not just to help more ordinary people, but together, we can not only rebuild the coalition, but also repel the evil and rekindle the torch of justice. ”

“Do you want to light the torch of justice, or do you want more people to believe in you?” Shen Xixi faintly said, “You want me to be your agent, just so I can help you win this game. ”

“What's the difference between the two," Giustia frowned, "more people believe in justice so that more people can fight for it, behind me are countless lawyers and judges, and I could have chosen an agent from among them, but I finally chose you because I saw your shadow from you. ”

Shen Xixi shook his head, “You are wrong. What we believe in is justice itself, not you. Even if one day you are gone, justice will still be there. ”

Giustia was silenced when she heard the words, and half a while later she raised her head and said, "Even if you don't talk about me, the final reward of this game is very rich, so rich that no one can reject this temptation, and only the players who become agents are eligible to participate in the final game, I do need you to help me win this round, and you also need me to give you agent status. ”

Shen Xixi was not moved, “If you really have been observing me for a long time like you said, you should know that I have never cared about rewards. ”

“No, you'll use that reward, even if it's not for you.” Giustiatia firmly said, pausing her face with a somewhat profound smile, "Coronos really thought I knew nothing about taking people away before my [sword of judgment] touched the child, so he inevitably underestimated me. After all, I haven't seen him for six months have been weakened to such an extent, but even then he has to use his temporarily paused little trick to rescue people, which means that there must be an unprecedented evil hidden from the child. Interestingly, when I came into contact with him, I couldn't feel this evil at all. Why did Coronos, as God of Time, choose such a goal as his own agent?” Giustia spoke to herself.

A moment later, she looked back at Shen Xixi and said, "Anyway, the child came last night. In order for you to resist the arc of one of the three big players, he should be your friend. In that case, do you have the patience to watch him one day be devoured by the evil hidden in his body? And now, there's a chance to save him before you. ”

Shen Xixi raised her eyebrows and finally had some movement.

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Zhang Heng went through a lot of battles this evening and drove the night car from the meadow all night. I didn't expect to finally catch up with the accounting principles of 9: 45 a.m., but he didn't have time to wash. He hurried down his mouth with fresh water, bought a cage bag in the second floor canteen, and walked into the classroom in the last half minute before class.

When the class bell rang behind him, Chen Huadong, who had long seized the gold position of the third row against the window, extended a thumb to him, meaning that he admired his ability to step on the lecture, while Zhang Heng quickly walked to the remaining position next to Chen Huadong, who moved the book in his seat and pressed down the sound channel.

“I thought you weren't coming. Everyone said you had lost track of Han Lu's thighs. ”

On the other side, Wei Jiangyang shook his head, “After the previous level 6 events, I think Mr. Zhang just don't get his grades anymore. Anyway, with his superior attributes, as long as he gets more than 90 points in the final exam, it's not stable. ”

The teacher of the teaching accountant coughed twice, his eyes seemed to have inadvertently swept over their side, the two immediately shut up, and waited a while, confirming that the wind was almost over, one brushed up the text version of the NBA broadcast, the other looked at the novel with a mobile phone.

Zhang Heng turned over the textbook in front of him, but his mind was not on it. He noticed that the old man in Tang suit, although still dressed as nothing, appeared to be much older than the last time he saw him. However, in just six months, not only did he have more wrinkles on his face, but he also had a lot of white hair. His spirit was good, but he still had time to jiggle and hook up with the female anchor. However, from the backdrop of the two people's farewell, he was also much shaken.

Zhang Heng did not know what he was doing during this time, but it was clear that his current situation was not very good, which also reminded Zhang Heng of the weak Celtic ancient god he had previously encountered in the Black Fan copy. Zhang Heng has now determined that even the gods will die, or be forgotten or killed over time.

But the difference is, Zhang Heng doesn't think that Tang Fang's old man is willing to be forgotten. There is no doubt that he has been implementing a plan. Zhang Heng just doesn't know what role he plays in the plan. At some point in the future, the two people will turn against each other.