48 Hours a Day

With the death of the Black Tail Snake, the end of the battle is over.

Zhang Heng ordered the soap as the new boss, took over the power left by the iron cuffs, and then put Marcus in charge of the docking of the soap.

Both knew that Zhang Heng intended to make Marcus the actual manager of the gang, but Marcus was unsuitable to be the boss of any power because of his patrol status, so Zhang Heng pushed the soap to the front desk and to some extent guaranteed Marcus' safety.

Neither of them disagreed.

The soap changed from the previous lowest thief to a gang boss, breaking away from the life of continued theft and achieving a class transition. Marcus placed more emphasis on this right than in his hand, but was favored by Zhang Heng. He seemed determined to put all of his treasure on Zhang Heng, even saying that he could withdraw from the patrol if needed, and take charge of the gang directly.

However, Zhang Heng did not agree to his request, at least not now.

And when he completely handled what was at hand, Zhang Heng looked up again, and there was no sign of the old Persian trainer upstairs.

Zhang Heng retracted his gaze, clapped his hands, attracted everyone's gaze, and then said, “I appreciate all the help you've given me tonight. You've broken more than your enemies, and I'm proud of you because I see a lot of people fighting heroically. In order to express my gratitude, I want to buy you a drink. Don't you know if anyone is interested? ”

“Now?” Aris heard something unexpected, “We won, but many people still have injuries...”

And before he finished, he heard someone say, "What kind of injury is this? How can there be no alcohol in such a smooth battle?" Don't blame us for drinking you poor. ”

His words immediately attracted the approval of a number of people. After this battle confidence surged, as if he had been stripped of his skin and bones. Everyone's face was full of confidence and pride. Instead of exhaustion, the excess energy was like nowhere to vent. Zhang Heng proposed to go for a drink in order that they would consume all their unfinished energy.

After Alice said that he was going to patrol tomorrow, he still didn't say anything, and he didn't want to spoil the crowd. It was just that Alice looked around at his team and suddenly found that face to be a little strange to him.

Especially Marcus and others, who looked at Zhang Heng with admiration.

After all, as long as no fool can see, despite the good performance of the patrol tonight, the key to victory is Zhang Heng taking out the iron cuffs and the broken fingers in the first place, while leaving Blacktail Snake and others feeling frightened and running away. Moreover, Zhang Heng predicted almost every step of handcuffs and others, and developed a corresponding response plan, coupled with his previous excellent performance in the pub, quickly harvested his first iron followers.

Alice knows that a small group of people in Marcus still have respect for him, but if there is a conflict between his orders and Zhang Heng's, Marcus must have chosen to obey Zhang Heng's orders.

Where are the others? He may be willing to listen to him now, but Alice can be sure that as long as things go on like this, it won't be long before his captain is overrun.

But Alice, knowing that, remained silent because he had neither the capacity nor the intention to stop it from happening. When he was captain himself, the patrol's plight was obvious, and although there were external circumstances, he was in fact the captain of the patrol.

Now that there are more capable leaders out there, he is willing to step back and let Hyun go, but Alice does not know where the current Orientalist will eventually lead the patrol and what their fate will be in the future.

But anyway, change has begun tonight.

Alice saw Zhang Heng promise to make the patrol have a good drink tonight, then pulled the new boss's soap aside. What happened to the ear lift face? The soap's face showed a difference, but then she nodded.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Heng did not stop at all after eating the iron cuffs. He immediately gave the next target, which only allowed two days for the soap to tidy up his men, so that the stool could feel a great deal of pressure while not sitting in the hot soap.

At this time, he discovered that the puppet was not so good either. He probably had to face the lightsaber shadow later. He didn't know how long he could live. Soap remembered how slowly he had fallen in front of him before, and with an incredible black-tailed snake, he actually gave birth to a feeling of sadness of a rabbit dying.

Is this his future destiny? It's just that now that you're in this business, you have to endure the attendant dangers, and only if you keep climbing up, then climbing up, maybe you can capture a little sense of security.

When he realized this, the soap felt like it had changed, and no, perhaps more precisely, when he slipped away from the Blacktail Snake, some of his thoughts had changed silently.

For example, he was intimate with skinny monkeys and others, and although he had no blood ties, like his own brother, a group of them even took the stolen money against the orders of iron cuffs to save the skinny monkey's sister.

But now that the soap looks at the skinny monkey, he wonders, if one day he also walks down the path of the black tail snake, with the skinny monkey next to him, will the skinny monkey stab him?

The soap thought that if it was just for money, the skinny monkey wouldn't, but if the chips on the balance went up again, the soap shook a chill and he realized he didn't want to think about it anymore.

The skinny monkey on the other side was still happy about the serf turning over and singing. He looked over at the soap and shouted at the boss with a smile. Then he squeezed his eyes at him, "Boss, what are we going to do next? ”

“Maka, he and his men run a skin business two blocks from here, and our next goal is to eat them.” The soap tried to recall the spirit of walking and talking before the iron cuffs, and he didn't consciously imitate them. In fact, he wanted to imitate Zhang Heng more. However, Zhang Heng's aura was too special, and the soap felt that it was more reliable to learn iron cuffs.

“Maka, his guys are good hitters, and they're bigger than us, right?” The lean monkey heard a rumor and was somewhat worried.

“The forces don't matter, we can start in other ways and we will always find a way.” Soap, then as if to cheer himself up, he repeated, resolutely, “we will find a way. ”

…………

Iron handcuffs and his gang of thieves are only a small, blind force in the vicinity, so the change in its dynasty has not attracted much attention. Anyway, after taking office, the soap was ordered a few times. Others don't care who became the boss, but the change in the patrol on the other side has been seen by many residents.

Mainly because of their spiritual changes, the patrol was no longer fearless and fearless. Instead, one raised his head and replaced with new weapons and armor. It finally looked a little like a patrol.