48 Hours a Day

When the assassin saw Zhang Heng's face full of horror, he himself was a master of diving, and he couldn't even notice that someone was behind him, and the other side followed him for so long, and went all the way to the laundry store, he could endure not showing up until he entered the butcher shop and the contact person showed up.

After contacting the strange resemblance before, the assassin finally couldn't help but say, “You... are you an assassin too? ”

“Unfortunately, this is my questioning time.” Zhang Hengyang raised his eyebrows and he shifted his eyes to the One-Eyed Samaritan. “Looks like you're his contact, then you should know who killed me this time, right? ”

Samaritan calmed down very quickly after the initial panic, and he shook his head, “I don't know what you're talking about, I'm just the owner of the butcher shop, and I don't know anything about assassinations. ”

“Really?” Zhang Heng didn't rush to hear either. He just pulled out two Persian swords from his waist.

“What do you want? Take me back to the patrol?” One-eyed Samaritan raised his voice, "what proof do you have that I'm his contact? ”

“Get you back? You've been thinking too much, it seems you don't know how the patrol's doing lately.” Zhang Hengdao, "I came over very carefully, and nobody noticed me entering your butcher shop, so in other words, I just killed you and nobody knew I did it. ”

The One-Eyed Samaritan was stunned to hear that he had no idea that the other party, as a member of the patrol, was responsible for maintaining law and order in the area, but that the law was not intended to be respected at all. What kind of patrol was that? It was a bandit.

So he looked at the assassin on the other side, and the latter's eyes were all over the place, and he seemed to be trying to slip away.

Are you kidding me? He's just an assassin. He's good at sneak attacks and assassinations.

But the next moment, the tall butcher outside the butcher came in, he was Samaritan's bodyguard, selling meat was just a side business, and the real job was to keep Samaritan safe.

Looks like Samaritan was trying to raise the volume before, but it did help a little, calling his bodyguard.

As soon as Zhang Heng was discovered, the butcher rushed in with a sharp knife, while the assassin on the other side was caught in a fierce ideological struggle. He wanted to take advantage of this rare opportunity to escape, but given Zhang Heng Na's ghostly tracking power, he did not know whether he could escape, and he enjoyed working with the One-Eyed Samaritan, who had been his contact for four or five years, and he was not so good as to sell the other party.

So the assassin ended up biting his teeth, but he also rushed up.

With the butcher in front of him, he can take his best marching strategy, and the two of them together still seem to him to have a certain chance of winning.

Samaritan on the other side was rude, saw the assassin and butcher tangled with Zhang Heng, immediately jumped out of the chair, turned his head and ran towards the house, he knew how dangerous and hated his business was, naturally prepared early, not only the butcher a bodyguard, but also hidden a secret passage under his bed, leading to the alley outside.

As a result, Samaritan's half body had just entered the door, and his right foot was a pain.

Zhang Heng nailed his foot to the ground with a Persian sword and said, "Where do you want to go? Are you in a hurry to leave without answering my question, or stay here for a while? ”

After speaking, Zhang Heng blocked the butcher's knife with another Persian sword, then swayed his body and let go of the assassin's sneak attack. As a result, the assassin was slow to retreat for half a beat, and was almost ripped open by Zhang Heng's sword.

And Samaritan saw the three of them finally fight each other and want to escape, but twice, he couldn't pull out the Persian sword that was stuck in his foot, and instead, he screamed painfully, sweating directly.

And the butcher he placed high hopes on on the other side was no better. He kind of saw the true strength of the Flavi Circular Theatre gladiator champion. If it wasn't for the assassins harassing him, he would have defeated already, and now he is in a difficult situation, even though he is not defeated for the time being. Defeat is only a matter of time.

At the same time, his partner's assassin realized it was bad, because he had also found it worse than he thought, even if the two were together, obviously they were not the rivals of the Oriental in front of him, but this time he wanted to leave, but it was not that easy, because Zhang Heng did not have much effort to deal with the butcher at all, and his main attention was focused on him.

The assassin found that it was not a matter of whether or not he wanted to go, but whether or not he could, because wherever he moved, Zhang Hengdu would put out his sword ahead of time to seal his way back.

So the sweater, the bigger and weaker the assassin could only send his own killer. He suddenly threw away the weapon in his hand and then took a half step back, raising his hand, "I surrender! ”

So Zhang Heng's next sword stopped in front of his nose, and Samaritan on the other side almost cried when he heard the words. He just pulled the Persian sword out of his feet in pain and couldn't help but yell at the assassin. "You surrendered a little earlier, I don't have to pull the sword so hard! ”

Then he looked at the butcher and drank at the latter, “If you stop fighting, you can't fight. We surrender, too. This time you admit it. ”

The butcher hesitated to hear the words and eventually lost his sharp knife.

Zhang Hengfa also did not rush to extinction. He took his other Persian sword from Samaritan, who had asked the butcher to find the cloth strip for the bandage, first wrapping the wound on his feet. Samaritan was really guilty this time, brought back to the chair by the butcher and assassin, still humming all the way.

“Do you want to know who contacted me on this order? I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you, because I don't know anyone who contacted me, and that's a raw face, not a person here. ”

“And then what? ”

“And then... nothing.” Samaritan seems a little innocent, "we shouldn't have asked anything in this business, I talked to him about the price, the money, we didn't talk much, I don't even know how he came to the door, and, by the way, he deliberately told me to kill you and then try to do what the local forces could do, and you might be able to reverse it. It's not the local forces that want to kill you. ”

“Don't make me put a sword on your left foot too," Zhang Heng warned, “I have a way of checking if you are lying. If that's all you have to know, why did you run away so happy before? ”

Samaritan's face appeared tangled, and a moment later he said, "Well, next was just my guess, although he was hiding well, there was a little habit of betraying him, and I felt like he was a member of the SS, and I always thought the water was very mixed up, and little people like me didn't want to be involved in any political affairs. ”

“And you took the order? ”

'Cause the other guy's paying too much. ”Samaritan said honestly.

“Your hunch is right, and for your own safety, you better not tell anyone you said that to me.” Zhang Hengfangdao, “and find someone to paint me. ”