48 Hours a Day

The two gladiators in the same house didn't know when to wake up. They were gone when Zhang Heng returned to the house anyway. They didn't come in the door with their shoulders tied together until it was completely dark, and they still had alcohol on their bodies.

In fact, their choices are not difficult to understand, and although slave gladiators like Sisnates and Garba continue to be free in gladiator schools, freedom has always been a small part of the vast number of slave gladiators, and many more end up dying in the arena.

Though the death rate among gladiators has declined significantly compared to BC, the average age of survival of 25 is still indicative of many problems, and if it is not done in time, it is likely that there will be no time for pleasure tomorrow, let alone a carnival.

After a while, Varo also came back from the training field and briefly talked to Zhang Heng and went to bed.

…………

Late at night, the whole Roman city was quiet from the bustle.

The vast majority of places are in the dark, except for the occasional Domus and the temple, which are lit with oil lamps.

Zhang Heng also closed his eyes and quickly entered Dreamland. Until someone pushed his body, Zhang Heng opened his eyes and saw the face of the old Persian trainer. The latter was standing in front of his bed, making a gesture for him to go out and say it. Then he walked out of the room, Zhang Heng put on sandals, heeled behind the old trainer, through the three people still asleep in the room, and came to the courtyard outside.

At least for now, the story that preceded each other is not a fabrication.

Zhang Heng has experienced so many rounds of copies, of which there is no shortage of crisis, which also makes him a habit of staying alert while sleeping. Generally speaking, the sound of someone moving something will wake him up from his sleep. Of course, this ability is so useful before the gladiator dormitory, which is full of snoring, but the teacher can also explain a lot of problems before coming to his bed without knowing it.

If the other person had a heart attack on him, he would probably have lost his head.

So... is this how assassins fight?

Zhang Heng saw the figure of the old trainer abducted into a small training ground in front of him, so he followed him, but when he entered the training field, he did not see the figure of the old trainer inside.

There is no more daytime liveliness on the training field, the entire training field is empty, but soon, Zhang Heng's heart generated a vigilance, something attacked behind him, although the other party's movement was very light, almost none carried any air currents.

However, Zhang Heng Na's vast combat experience still played a role at this time. He twisted his body and gave way to this blow at the final juncture. He also saw that what attacked him was a wooden dagger.

The old trainer was also surprised to see Zhang Hengflashing through this blow.

Including the silent arrival and disappearance of Zhang Heng Bed before, he intended to make Zhang Heng intuitively feel the strength of the assassin in this way, but he didn't expect to end with a rollover. He knew that Zhang Heng hid his strength during the final exam before, but did not expect the latter to hide so much strength.

Plus, he's old enough to actually slip a lot lower than he did when he was younger.

No one can contend with the greatest enemy of time, whether an assassin or a gladiator, whose physical qualities have indeed become less forgettable with age. As a man accompanied by years and death, he can clearly feel the aging of his body and increasingly feel what it feels like to be powerless.

Zhang Heng on the other side had already pulled a distance from the old trainer. He looked around and was looking for a weapon. The next moment, the old trainer abandoned the attack and turned to run outside the training field.

Zhang Heng was not in a hurry to catch up, but first went to the room where the weapons were stored. Of course, he could see that the old trainer had no malice towards him, so he only took a wooden training sword.

As a result, a dagger came to his throat as soon as he left the door.

“Watch out for places that can block sight, these are the best places for assassins to launch attacks.” The old trainer whispered.

This time, however, Zhang Hengxiang was ready to stop the dagger opposite him with the wooden sword in his hand.

In fact, peacefully, the old trainer's strike was excellent, faster, more mysterious, and still silent than the one he had snuck behind him.

But unfortunately, his opponent is Zhang Heng, whose knife skills have been ordered to lv4. Once the latter has a knife in his hand, even the best assassins in the world will have difficulty breaking his defenses.

The old trainer still leaves with a single blow and is not in love with the war. This time he jumped directly onto a wall not far away, but Zhang Heng followed closely behind him and went over the wall to the next compound, but at such a short delay, the old trainer disappeared from his sight.

However, Zhang Heng soon came up with something. He raised the wooden sword in his hand and followed the stab that fell from the sky.

“Everyone's eyes are deceived and they learn to use the observation habits of the target. ”

The old trainer was like drilling out of his shadow, haunted and light.

But then he stopped Zhang Hengsheng's plan to chase him, holding onto the dirt wall beside him, “Wait, let me breathe. ”

Zhang Heng also politely put away the training sword in his hand.

The old trainer rested for a moment and regained his strength, but did not seem to have the intention to continue. Some of the intentions were to wave, "Stop fighting, let's go here. ”

“Hmm." Zhang Hengluo regretted that, although there were only three moves between the two sides, the old trainer had adopted a method of combat that he had not seen at all, which did broaden his eyes for him and give him something to gain.

But Dadatis has hung up a fight-free card, and Zhang Heng can't bully the old man.

“In fact, a good assassin typically doesn't kill the same target more than three times, and if three fails, it means that Kreis doesn't want the life of the target, and at this point, no matter how well paid he is, he should choose to let go. ”

The old trainer paused and said, “I must admit, I underestimated you. Even when I was younger, I wasn't quite sure I was going to kill you with those three sneak attacks, but don't be too happy, none of the top assassins will have a single way to kill the target. ”

Dadatis said here, Zhang Heng hasn't said much, he himself is a little lost momentum, mainly according to the original plan, he should quietly use the wooden dagger on Zhang Heng's rear heart, tell each other that you are dead in a low voice, then talk about his glorious history can be more convincing.