48 Hours a Day

In the monster's astonished gaze of the half-man half-fish frog, Zhang Heng's body swept up, and the huge black wings spread behind him, while the fine, feathery shadow drifted from the air.

And this is Zhang Heng's first experience of flying in the air.

Of course, the experience of flying is not counted. This time he belongs to emptying himself without the aid of foreign objects, but his situation is not quite the same as that of birds. In consciousness, he can feel the presence of wings, but it is not actually controlled by muscles. Zhang Heng is also exploring the method of waving wings.

It also made him look like he had a bit of a falling collision. Zhang Heng didn't even dare to leave the ground too high. He just got away from the height that the monsters could jump to and then flew out of the enclosure.

In the light of the moon, a shadow is passing through the wasteland.

At the same time, the opposite is a group of monsters lying on their heads together.

All of this tonight is obviously ready for a long time, like a carefully rehearsed stage play. However, the current changes do go beyond their plans, and nobody expected Zhang Heng to fly directly.

Twelve seconds is a short time.

Zhang Heng silently counted the time in his heart and eventually managed to lower his altitude and fall back to the ground in the previous second, but he did not grasp the speed and power of the landing. One arm landed first, then the whole person flew straight out and rolled several laps on the ground.

Zhang Heng couldn't even look at his injuries. He climbed up and ran forward.

Though he jumped the vast majority of his enemies at this distance by flying, there are still sporadic monsters nearby.

And his wings can no longer be used for a short time. Zhang Heng is not fully convinced that he can definitely run away. After all, he must have been less familiar with the place than the natives who lived there for decades and even longer.

But that was when he heard a series of impatient syllables from a priest wearing a gold crown.

Zhang Heng was not sure if the other person survived from his gun, because the number of priests among the monsters, though small, was also large. There must have been more than three, and then more and more monsters repeated that strange syllable, stopping at the same time, as if a marching army had heard the order.

Zhang Heng was not affected, but he also looked back as he ran. For the time being, he didn't see what the next move was by those guys, so he seemed to intend to walk him away standing there.

Therefore, Zhang Heng ran again for a while and slowed down his footsteps.

And that's when his ears heard another sound.

If the monsters of half-man half-fish frogs still sound only dull and uncomfortable, the malice contained in this low voice probably just makes a sane ordinary man completely insane, as if it were coming from the depths of hell.

However, Zhang Heng's own feelings are not much left, but there is not much response.

But he also roughly guessed the sound of what was supposed to be on the black reef.

Unfortunately, its figure was blocked by the embankment, and Zhang Heng could not see it.

At the same time, Zhang Heng's side resurfaced the white smoke, judging by the taste of the cigar that Miss Bartender had transferred to him.

Zhang Heng knew it was time to leave. Finally, he looked at the low, broken building and ruins in the distant town, looked at the tip of the half-cutter bathed in the moonlight, and then let the white smoke wrap his body around him.

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“You stay longer than I thought.” The bartender lady looked at the wall clock in the eye lounge and said to Zhang Hengdao, “How's the assessment going? ”

“I don't know if this is going well or not.” Zhang Heng said something that seemed to have occurred to him, suddenly shut his mouth and then asked, “How long has it been? ”

The bartender lady didn't care much, she was never a person who liked to explore other people's secrets, and from this point on, her point of play attendant seemed to do well, except for her pursuit and commitment to the point of play.

“You've been here about half an hour. Now that you're awake, come and settle the bill. ”

“How much?” Zhang Heng was not too surprised. Although he felt like he had been in that strange town for almost half a day, after the baptism of the copy, he had become accustomed to the shift of time.

But that place is not like a copy, and his props and property panels, including the starfish on his wrist, are invisible, and the hard words are sometimes more like dreams.

“100 Game Points. ”

“So expensive?” Zhang Heng frowned.

“This money is nothing compared to what you get.” The bartender lady raised her eyebrows and went behind the bar to return all the props that Zhang Heng had left here.

“I don't have that many points on me.” Zhang Hengdao.

“Impossible. Aren't you number one on the proxy war list now?” The bartender lady was surprised.

“But there are no points in the proxy war copy to earn. ”

Zhang Hengzheng told the truth, he could have earned 400 points for the yogurt thing, but then he offset it with props, and when he came back from the western copy, his points were basically used to repay the debt owed, and now he still has about 30 points.

“Yes, your points were used to recast the knife.” The bartender lady holds her chin, “what should we do? ”

“I still have 29 game points on me, and if I can, I'll return them to you in the next copy.” Zhang Hengdao.

“If it's someone else, it's definitely not possible, because I don't know if he can survive the next round, or if he can earn enough points in the next. But given how many times we have enjoyed working together, I might make an exception for you to credit once, but not again.” The bartender lady said, "It's rare for someone to smell it once.

However, Zhang Heng did not seem to be very grateful. His charisma moved, "You used to collect money before providing the service. ”

“Are you saying I should turn you down this time? ”

“That's not true, it's just that you don't have the same rules this time, and you seem to be very supportive of me taking the exam.” Zhang Heng thought of something and looked into Miss Bartender's eyes.

The latter's mouth raised, “Are you suspicious of me? Why, what else happened in the previous exam? ”

Zhang Heng could not read anything from Miss Bartender's bright and cunning eyes. Finally, he could only say, "Nothing, maybe it's just a coincidence. ”