48 Hours a Day

Zhang Heng did not follow the boss's point to find another family trouble.

He's not here to collect taxes on the industry, and the kind of thing that goes around is to spend a little money to make people happy, pointing to the fact that the developer is wealthy, so why not go to the west and start a ranch to raise cattle?

Early Se Fei Bird may not really be able to use the USB disk and bracelet, but this kind of punch punch punches the happiness of a six-star dragon, which is the driving force behind tens of millions of players to keep kryptonite gold...

Zhang Heng walked the shopping mall to the soft-legged Early Se Fei Bird and returned to the international student apartment. He looked at the starfish on his hands. It is now 10: 30 PM, about 40 minutes from the agreed time.

Zhang Heng found a place without a camera, drove the polo to the side of the road to park, and went to a convenience store nearby to buy bottle minerals.

Because of the extra 24 hours of boost, his fitness is doubled, although only for more than six months, but it is now very effective. After taking off his clothes, he can see clear abs and chest muscles. Zhang Heng also began to pay attention to some diets. Although the excess heat can be consumed through exercise, it is good to save money, so he has rarely touched Coke or anything (although there is a zero-degree version) and usually doesn't eat much fried food.

Zhang Heng checked out the bill and returned to the car to send a message to Fan Mei Men.

- Where have you been?

The latter's reply was late.

Not out yet, suddenly my stomach hurts.

- Where do you live, I'll give you the pills.

Ah, are you trying to use this trick to get my address, then knock on my door in the middle of the night in the name of whining and warmth, and gently feed me when I'm weak and most desperate to find a place to depend, so as to completely seize my mind and body?

The Fan Mei man on the other side became vigilant.

—— “ ………… ”

Zhang Heng sent a string of ellipses in the past.

I won't give you the chance. I'll be there on time.

I'll see you then.

Zhang Heng put away his phone and drove Polo to the agreed McDonald's.

At 11: 07, Fan Mei Man did arrive punctually. Her face looked a little pale. She gasped and put the backpack behind her on the table, then sat on the bench opposite her, “Well, you put the prop at my place. ”

“Thanks.” Zhang Heng did not open the backpack, but placed the bag directly in the seat beside him.

The game props in the bag originated from the team of players he killed more than a month ago when he saved Fan Mei Man, and were temporarily deposited with Fan Mei Man.

In order to recast the [ordinary knife], Zhang Heng sold iron. Not only did he throw in all the points on his body, but he also redeemed the excess game props. As a result, he was still six or seven hundred points short of the pit. So he asked Fan Mei Man to bring these props back, and with the more than 100 game points earned from this round of copies, he should be able to clear all his debts and return to his debt-free life.

After that, wait to see what happens to the [ordinary knife] after the recast. If you just upgrade from F to E, Zhang Heng will have to take some time to chop the owner of the knife house.

But now he's more concerned about something else.

Zhang Heng stared at Fan Mei Man across the street, "What have you been up to all this time? Why do your responses get slower and slower every time I text you. ”

“Ha, I usually have my own business to do too. Okay, sorry I can't do the little cotton padded jacket you called me to swing by, and I thought you had a rich woman with a cute Japanese student.” Fan Mei man whispered and then complained, "Ah, you've been here for so long and you haven't bought anything to eat. Are you sitting here? Why won't the waitress kick you out? ”

“I ordered a single package for the nearby vagrants, and I packed it," Zhang Hengfang said, “What do you want to eat? I'll treat you. ”

“That's about it," Fan Mei man suddenly swept away, satisfied, "Thank you boss,” she turned to the dining table not far away, and then glanced back, sighing, “Never mind, it's all that, let's go hungry to lose weight. ”

“You're thinner than you were when we first met. ”

Zhang Heng remembered that Fan Mei was pretending to be Ma Wei and wanted to prank him. He ran into Xavier Cha. Zhang Heng also carried Fan Mei Men in school for a while. Fan Mei was taller than ordinary girls and had already exceeded 1m7. However, she weighed less than 90 kg, and now she looks even more like she is only about 80 kg. She is already a little too thin.

And I don't know if it's the reason for eating a bad stomach. Although Fan Mei Man in WeChat still has no heart and no lungs, after meeting her, she looked a little weak. Zhang Heng's eyes fell on the back of the latter's hand. There was a band-aid sticker. Fan Mei Man saw Zhang Hengwang and subconsciously shrunk his hand back, explaining, "When cutting the fruit, I accidentally cut it. ”

“Did you cut the fruit with your own hands on the back? ”

“ ………… ”

“Shit, have you been through a copy of Conan lately? When was the observation so good?” Fan Mei Man raised his eyebrows, "and no one ever told you that breaking through is a virtue? ”

“You look a little slutty. ”

“When everyone had a wolf, your rich lady almost died in her dreams last time, that's the truth of life, and when did you let her take my Lexus away, I didn't know the luxury car was so expensive to maintain, I couldn't afford it at all with my meagre wages.” Fan Mei man sighed.

“As I said before, the last time you helped me, you could also ask me for help if you had any problems this time.” Zhang Heng stared into Fan Mei's eyes.

“Thanks, but there's nothing you can do about it, or I have to do it myself.” Fan Mei, “you better get ready for your proxy war, you better pray not to meet me in the proxy war, or I'll make a fool out of you. By the way, you guys are mysterious all the time, I don't know whose proxy you are? ”

“I thought I'd found the answer, but now I'm a little confused.” Zhang Heng replied.

He was almost certain that Don was Coronos, but now the real question before him was who he was.

His feelings were disappearing. Seventeen years ago, the scientific expedition on Greenland had nothing to do with him. Why did Coronos approach him? Without clarifying these issues, Zhang Heng could not even determine whether Tang Zhui was an enemy friend or what the latter's plan was.

And he had a hunch that the latter seemed to want to be able to accelerate the passage of his emotions by amplifying the effects of time in the copy, just not knowing what the consequences were.

“It seems that each of us has his own troubles.” Fan Mei man put his hands in the pocket, hesitated, she still reached out the hand retracted, held Zhang Heng's hand on the table, looked at someone, softly said, “Don't worry, everything will be fine. ”