48 Hours a Day

“That makes sense.” Zhang Heng nodded, “or the previous question, why are you showing me this day? ”

Fabericott still didn't answer positively this time, just blinked, “… someone wants to see you. ”

“Who?”

“Your most faithful servants and followers. ”

“I don't remember myself having any servants and followers.” Zhang Hengdao.

“There are a lot of things you don't remember, but it's okay, take your time, one day you'll remember them all.” Fabericott, “we can help you. ”

“What's the price? ”

“What?”

“In the story you tell me, everyone who deals with you pays the price, for the indigenous people on the South Pacific island, and for the inhabitants of this town...”

“No, no, no, you're not like them...” Fabericott shook his head, "We don't want anything from you, it's more our duty than to help. ”

“You guys are sweet, just like the seabed bartenders.” Zhang Hengdao.

After he ignored the puzzling look on Fabricotte's face, he stood up from the ground, and although the smell of turbulence in the sea breeze was much more intense than before, it did not completely conceal the smell of those half-man half-fish frog monsters.

Zhang Hengneng could see that someone was approaching this side quickly, and the number of people was still large. He came from four different directions, and the route from which he escaped was blocked.

Zhang Heng pulled out Winchester behind him, pointing to Fabericott, warning, "Since you like to stay in the pit, you better stay in the pit honestly. ”

The latter reaches out, indicating that he will not move.

So Zhang Heng looked at the distant embankment, and he knew that the man Fabericott was going to see was probably behind the embankment, or rather, on the black reef behind the embankment.

It must be acknowledged that Zhang Heng still has some appeal there.

Because even though Fabericott lied about time before, he was quite honest about other issues. Zhang Heng knew that he wanted to investigate his origins and meet the guy on the reef should get a lot of money.

But at the same time, Zhang Heng had to be vigilant. These guys carefully hoped that he remembered something. It couldn't really be just for the sake of helping people, and that Zhang Heng remembered what happened after that without talking about his memory before the age of six.

From elementary school until college, he didn't experience memory lapses until he got caught up in this game, where he lived every day like a normal person, and before he was six, he was too young to do anything, so where did Fabericott want that memory to come from?

And this is also Zhang Heng's first time realizing that maybe it's not necessarily a good thing that he worked so hard to get close to the final answer.

But now is not the time to think about it.

Zhang Heng hesitated, eventually did not choose the direction of the embankment, but continued along the abandoned railway, wanting to leave the town, along the railway is the most convenient. Anyway, now there are enemies on all sides, it is the same everywhere, there is no question of being guessed.

But the bad news is that he doesn't have a lot of rifle bullets, not because he doesn't have them, but because there's only one box in the grocery store, and there's about 40 rounds of revolver bullets, which are obviously not enough for the residents of a small town or the number of monsters.

Good thing he still has a chef's knife on him.

Zhang Henggang took less than twenty steps to face the first team arriving. There were seven people, two of whom were not yet completely alienated. It was the man and woman he had hit in the restaurant before.

Zhang Heng did not hold his hand and took the lead.

The bullet accurately exploded the head of a monster, and then his other hand pulled a revolver from the waist and killed the other monster. The position of the two bullets was not much different, so close to Zhang Heng could not fail.

Pulling the prelude to the battle upside down also slightly affected the speed of movement of other companions, allowing Zhang Heng to complete the shelling and loading of the rifle.

In the grass, Winchester roared continuously, and the fire that erupted from the gunpoint briefly lit Zhang Heng's face in the night.

He has three guns in his hand that can hold a certain amount of fire pressure, especially with his quick-fire skills, and no monster can approach him half a metre in front of him.

So the problem is that when his ammunition starts to run out, there are not many rifle rounds left, and then there are few revolver rounds left. Although not exhausted, Zhang Heng Weiyu has proactively started to consciously control the consumption of ammunition, draw out the chef's knife to fight, and only use the bullet to unravel it when he has to.

By virtue of the previous wave of unsatisfactory showers, he had barely crossed one of the most dense and dangerous sieges, but the crisis had not been resolved.

Because there are so many monsters, it was almost half a town before, and then it grew, hiding in the house and in the dark all the time, but it all came out tonight, and it was about 46 years overnight, and they had only one goal tonight.

Zhang Heng has lost his hindrance backpack, including the already bullet-free Winchester, keeping it light and better maneuverable, while also climbing as the activity intensified his heart beat frequency. However, even in the face of a dangerous environment, Zhang Heng noticed the shifting of the four shadow covers on his body.

There seemed to be something muttering in Zhang Heng's ear. Zhang Heng could not understand each other's language, but could understand the meaning of the other's conversation. He seemed to be asked to make a choice between the four props.

Zhang Heng hesitated, eventually choosing the prop he got from the winged man in the arc of light.

He grabbed the prop, but the next moment the prop suddenly split into two parts, while a shadow came out of the crack and blended into the shadow behind Zhang Heng.

Zhang Heng didn't feel any physical abnormality, but the next moment, when he thought of the crow in his heart, a pair of black wings pulled out of his back.

The whole pair of wings unfolded more than five meters long, no entity, purely composed of shadows, just like the one on the wingman who fought him that night, but Zhang Heng's wings looked darker, which made him look a bit like a fallen angel in the movie.

However, Zhang Heng knew that he was not as windy as a fallen angel, and that he could fly wherever he wanted to. When the wings unfolded, he also learned the time of action, which was only 12 seconds, and could only be used once a day, which was similar to Shen Dongxing's hand-held mechanization agency.