48 Hours a Day

When he heard Zhang Heng's last words, Fabino wondered if he was in the wrong place. Is this still Southeast China? Or is there a place full of criminals and villains, a place of unspeakable chaos?

In the impression of Fabino, the streets in southeastern urban areas practiced criminal activity almost every moment, few of which were broken, even homicide, the vast majority could not be solved, while robbery, still a robbery six years ago, only a confession from Fabino, and at that time Fabino had been mad, he remembered that he had been busy talking for much of the time rather than describing the incident, even more so if he wanted to catch people.

If it hadn't been for this wooden box in your hand, Fabrizio would have laughed at Zhang Heng's shoulder and said it was a good joke, but it wouldn't have helped you in the next assessment. However, Fabrizio now looks at the ring in the box and is pretty sure that this is the one he lost six years ago, and for that reason he almost screwed up his marriage.

Afterwards, he went to great lengths to retrieve it, not by the waste of the patrol, but by mobilizing family escorts and, with the help of the sheriff, almost two hundred men, almost a small army, which unfortunately remained unprofitable.

It turns out that neither the guards sent by the sheriff nor his family guard were able to investigate here at all, that they had no help, that the place had its own set of rules of operation, and that the people were clearly excluded, otherwise the patrol would not have become a mascot for years.

Even if Fabrizio was upset, he could only think of himself as unlucky in the end, and given the remarkable family background of his marriage, he had to spend a great deal of time appealing to his future wife and once became the laughingstock of the uppermost society.

Fabrizio didn't expect to be able to recover his lost engagement ring one day. He closed the wooden box in his hand and took a deep breath, "Of course, I've been looking forward to seeing him again for a long time. ”

Fabino then followed Zhang Heng and others to the patrol's position.

It was only then that Mr. Assessor discovered that the patrol had moved out of the former dangerous building without its owner and was switched to a new house that had just been built. Not only had it grown in size, but it also appeared to be much stronger. However, in view of the special circumstances in the southeastern city, the family still lived with the patrol, thus maximizing security.

Alice's daughter, Via, is still patrolling outside her new home, but this time not with a slingshot, but instead with a bow and arrow. The short bow behind her was given to her by Zhang Heng. Zhang Heng also taught her the technique of shooting arrows with both hands by the way, and since Zhang Heng saw Lockheed, the tension has eased. Technically, Via is not patrolling now, she is just practicing arrows at the door.

“Lord Fabrizio.” Via saw the assessor from afar and gathered the bow and arrow courtesy.

“Ha, you're Via, it's my illusion or something, you look a little bit more than you did two months ago.” Fabrizio also naturally knew Alice, a murderous daughter, who was always dressed like a boy, ambushed at the patrol's premises, coming out of nowhere yelling and threatening to shoot strangers in the eye.

This is certainly not a good thing for those who come to report it, but fortunately it seems to Fabrizio that if he were not blind, he wouldn't have touched the patrol to report it, so in summary, Fabrizio doesn't have a bad idea about Via, who is going to shoot someone else in the eye.

However, he noticed that Via was still alive and well, but whenever she looked at Zhang Heng, her eyes always showed admiration and admiration. Fabrizio finally knew what was more on Via's body. Ha, did this wild monkey ever get so angry with someone?

Of course, Fabrizio knows who brought the change in the patrol now. Alice's patrol in the southeastern city has been captain for such a long time. How much of Fabrizio's assessor can handle is more clear than pointing to the fact that Alice caught the man who robbed him six years ago and recovered his engagement ring, which is less likely than Fabrizio to build himself a pyramid.

So there is no doubt that the changes that the patrol is now making are the result of this Oriental man around him.

Fabrizio finds himself increasingly interested in the contender champion of the Flavian Circular Theatre, but Fabrizio still has to meet an old friend before he can get to know each other better.

“Is he locked up here?” Fabino followed Zhang Heng into the backyard of the patrol site, where there was a row of bamboo poles with clothes on them, and the house behind the bamboo poles, which was originally a lynching chamber for copper arms and his men, was simply remodeled by the patrol and could be used as a temporary prison.

“Yes.” Zhang Heng pushed open one of the big jail doors.

The light in the house was a little dim, and six years after the incident, Fabrizio recognized the man in the house at first sight, the one who brutally looted and beat him on the street six years ago.

This bastard, when he shouted that the ring couldn't be robbed, broke his finger first, snatched his ring, then punched him twice in the stomach, physiological pain was still second, but that feeling of humiliation and helplessness became the psychological shadow of Fabrizio's life.

And now he's finally back in front of his own nightmare, like Batman walking into a bathole for the first time, facing his fears and crushing them.

“You're Sorsby, right? You remember me, asshole?” Fabrizio took two steps forward, grinning.

The man named Sosby curled up in the corner, like an astonished old dog, and the words raised his head, but there was a blur on the face after seeing Fabrizio.

Fabrizio frowned and turned to Zhang Heng behind him, “Did you use your sentence against him? ”

“No, that's what he was like when we found him. About two years ago, in a gang fight, he was cut in the leg, two, couldn't stay in the gang anymore, couldn't find another job, his wife and children left him, and he was living on the street, picking up food pieces, but, you know, there wasn't much leftover food in this place.” Zhang Hengfangdao.

“How did this happen?” Fabrizio was also a little faint for a while, he had conceived countless times, waiting for the future to find his enemies and what to do with them in order to wash away the humiliation he had suffered, but now he sees this ghost, he only feels himself squeezed and punched in a bunch of cotton.