48 Hours a Day

Just go out with Zhang Heng to examine the little slave and experience the extent of the mess in this place.

She was walking down the street and a tight purse was grabbed.

Then the guy rushed directly into the crowd, and Ren Xiaozhuo shouted behind him, the people around him were indifferent, as if they didn't see the crime happening in front of them, everyone's face was filled with numbness and indifference.

Eventually, the little slave had to stop shouting and stood on the street drumming. Then she asked Zhang Heng, who was watching the noise together, "Why didn't you stop him? ”

Zhang Hengdao, "Isn't there a lot of money in it? ”

There was a division of labor between the two of them, and Zhang Heng of course put valuables and gold coins on himself, while the little slave's purse was filled with coins, like 30 Célestas.

“But it's also our money,” the little girl was stunned, worried about Zhang Heng's next job in addition to losing money. It's still daytime. The security here is so poor, then it's impossible to imagine at night.

But Zhang Hengyou said, “You can't bring the money back. ”

“Everybody's gone, why do you want it?” The little slave opened her eyes.

“The man who stole your money ran away, but his accomplice was still there.” Zhang Hengdao, "Generally, this kind of money grabbing is a gang operation, with a clear division of labor, target selection, hand grabbing, and pretending to be a passers-by, but can come back whenever needed. ”

Zhang Heng said as he lit one of the lower crowds was not tall, only an 11-year-old and 12-year-old, “Hey, you, don't run. ”

The latter saw Zhang Heng pointing at him, his face suddenly revealed a panic, especially heard don't run two words, no more hesitation, turned around and ran, but it was still a step late, he did not know how the other party suddenly appeared behind him in such a short time.

His front foot had just taken a half-step, and his back foot had been lifted from the ground.

However, he did not give in. He tried to take off his clothes and flee naked, but he could not hide this trick. The latter tied a knot around his neck with his undressed clothes. He tried to run again, but felt his throat was tighter and harder and harder to breathe.

“Where are your associates? Take us to them.” Zhang Hengfangdao.

But he soon found out that he seemed to have asked the question for nothing, because perhaps he saw his support companion arrested, the guy who had robbed the little slave's purse had abducted him again, and he was standing not far away with two other companions.

Their oldest age is estimated to be around sixteen years old, while the youngest looks like only ten years old, and they are all carrying weapons on their hands at this time, making the little slave see some heartbeat.

“Let the skinny monkey go.” The money-grabbing teenager spoke out loud, and he was also the oldest in the line.

“Yes, return the money taken from us first.” Zhang Hengjingdao.

“What are you thinking, we're not negotiating with you, if you don't do it, we'll make you look good!” The money-grabbing teenager lifted the dagger in his hand, harshly.

The little girl hid behind Zhang Heng, and the rumor also poked out her head. “You are too bold to rob the street. After being discovered, you threatened the victim. Aren't you afraid we'll tell the patrol? ”

“It's useless for you to tell the patrol that they can't control the place.” The money-grabbing teenager grinned, “If you know each other, you'll have to leave, otherwise don't blame us for being rude. ”

“Oh, really? What are you going to do?” Zhang Heng said as he kicked the caught teenager's calf leg and let the latter kneel on the ground. The money-grabbing teenager regarded it as a provocation to them. The witness could no longer bear it. He rushed up with a dagger and yelled.

Unfortunately, they were not as skilled at fighting as they were at robbing money. With their age there, their fighting power was limited, and they picked the wrong opponent. Zhang Heng almost didn't take much effort to put them all over the ground. In the process, they didn't even move their weapons.

Then he crouched down, searched the body of the money-robbing teenager, and from the latter's arms he turned over the wallet of the little slave and returned it to the original owner, “Count it, are there few? ”

The little girl, Nu Xing, took over the purse and made a ghost face at the group of teenagers who had been beaten to death. She counted the bronze coins inside and nodded. "It's all here. ”

But the smile on her face didn't last very long, and it quickly froze there.

'Cause then there's another bunch of shadows on the street.

Before, the numb passers-by heard nothing of her cry, as if they were indifferent to everything around them, but this time they moved quickly, and saw that the group of people walking this way were busy hiding aside, in which they were slowly pushed to the ground, and they dared not complain about anything. Soon they stood up again and left with their heads down.

Zhang Heng noticed that the money-robbing teenager also flashed in his eyes when he saw the group.

“What's going on? Anybody need help over here?” A high-profile, but slightly shady, Jewish man, headed by a man, asks, with a hint of lightness in his elongated voice.

“No, nothing.” The money-grabbing teenager bowed his head, "we were just playing. ”

“Are you kidding?” The shady Jewish man smiles, "you say," If you stay out of business all day long, you'll know to play around. Is this week's money ready, tonight is the deadline. ”

“We're working on it. ”

“Are you trying to get the money together, or are you trying to figure out how to lie and get past it?” The shady Jewish man asked, "Don't say I didn't warn you, I've heard that you've robbed several fat sheep lately, I hope that the numbers you put out will satisfy the iron cuffs, otherwise you know what will happen, as for you...”

Blacktail snake shifted his eyes to Zhang Heng, smiling and not laughing, "You hurt our people, what do you say? ”

Unlike the young men who robbed the money, the seven men in front of them were adults and the weapons on their hands appeared to be more harsh, including boxing cases and nail hammers filled with nails, some of which even had some combat experience and had worked as underground gladiators or bodyguards.

The little slave was nervous, “What do we do, the people who ran away go back and inform the patrol? ”

“It's unlikely, besides, I'm on the patrol, although I haven't reported it yet, there's nothing wrong with joining a few hours in advance.” Zhang Heng still looked not too slow. He patted the cheek of the money-robbing teenager, admonishing him, "Be honest, I have some questions to ask you, but I have to deal with the matter there first. ”