48 Hours a Day

The woman in the red dress retracted her gaze and looked at Zhang Heng, “Did you find the man you were looking for? ”

Zhang Heng did not answer, but asked back, "What about you? Did you wait for your date again? ”

In the end, the Red Skirt girl surrendered first, gave up her circle and straightened out, “So you're a courier? ”

Zhang Heng nodded, “Are you a trader? ”

“Yes, you can call me Red,” said the Red Skirt Child humanely, then seemed to know what Zhang Heng was thinking, adding, "I'm not a seller, like you, I'm just a runner. ”

“Simon.” Zhang Heng reached out and shook Red.

“Did you bring something to pay for? Simon." Red then quickly got to the point.

“Bring it on, but I didn't see you take anything.” Zhang Hengdao.

“Don't worry, I just didn't bring the goods with me. You know, Morgan's people are trying to block the deal, and I have to be careful," Red Road, “you give me what you pay for, and after I check, I'll take you to get the goods. ”

However, when she finished, Zhang Heng did not move, “This is not quite what we agreed. ”

“What's different? ”

“I was told before I left that we should hand over the money and hand over the goods.” Zhang Hengdao.

“Don't be silly, Simon. The deal's already been negotiated. We're just deliverers and recipients. Don't play with yourself, give me that 1 gram of antimatter, and I'll take you to get the goods, and we can all do our job.” Red Road.

“I don't know how the trader behaves, but for us courier deals are deals, we should all abide by them, because only then can the deal go smoothly.” Zhang Heng was not moved.

Red seemed helpless, took a deep breath, and finally compromised, "Well, I respect your professional integrity, so why don't we go to the pickup place together, and I'll check back when I get there, so you can be satisfied? ”

“Yes," replied Zhang Heng.

“Good, that's not too late. Let's go.” Red stood up from her seat as she spoke, but Zhang Heng across from her was still sitting there, reminding her, "Have you forgotten something yet? ”

“What is it?” Red surprise.

“Let me see the tattoo on your belly. ”

“Really? Here?” Red picked the eyebrows.

“Is there a problem? ”

“Sure, can't you see I'm wearing a dress?” Red Cold Road.

“Oh, we can go to the bathroom together if you feel inconvenient.” Zhang Hengdao.

“Even if I'm all right, aren't you worried about your girlfriend being jealous?” The place at Red Shock Peak is skewed.

The latter had won the punching game, leaving only a pair of leggings for the working man, but when she turned her head and saw Zhang Heng's side, the winning Happy Tong suddenly disappeared, her face also pulled down, while wearing socks and gauging red in a faint colour, look at her face, and when she put all her clothes on, she would come to the entertainer to question her guilt.

“She's not my girlfriend.” Zhang Hengdao, “and my emotional problems don't bother you anymore. ”

Red news seemed to be caught in a fierce ideological struggle. Half a minute later, he finally bit his teeth and pulled down the zipper on the back. One of them faded the dress to the waist, revealing the Apollo tattoo on his abdomen, the cold air, "Now, are you satisfied? ”

And this audacious gesture of hers also led to a loud whistle from the men around her, and apparently the crowd didn't expect this excitement tonight, and the peaks over there had just issued welfare, and this side immediately received another gift pack.

Seeing this scene as the peak of Senior Welfare Girl, her mouth was getting distorted. She thought that Red was demonstrating to her, and she couldn't even tie her shoes anymore, so she rushed over.

However, Zhang Hengshen, in the center of the vortex, was still calm. He stared at the red tattoo for two seconds, and then said, "Well, I'm done. It looks like the emergency response team at the beginning of number zero is nothing more than that. ”

“What did you say?” The red pupil shrank sharply.

“I hear that you are all elites drawn from tens of thousands of clones, and your body proportions are perfect, and you don't have a single piece of vegetables.” Zhang Hengdao.

“So just because I'm in good shape, you suspect I'm part of the Emergency Response Unit?” Red grinned.

“Of course not, I've noticed you from a long time ago, because you're sitting in one of the few places in the store that won't be sniped by sniper guns, and I know you have a lot of sniper experience in your memory, so choosing this position when you go in the store is almost an instinctive response. ”

Her face changed slightly, and she never thought her superior hedging instincts would expose her identity.

Zhang Heng continued, "You've noticed me for a while now, though you think your movements are obscure, but I still noticed that you were watching me. I tripped the bartender before and let him spill the wine on the old gentleman. You were actually watching your reaction, no doubt you noticed this, but then we sat face to face, and you didn't say anything about it because you didn't want me to find your excellent observation? Likewise, you were deliberately provoked by me to make me underestimate you. ”

“Your brain tone is amazing, and I can't help clapping for you.” Red quickly returned to calm after a brief breakdown, "unfortunately, the tattoo on my belly proved that it was just your paranoia. ”

“Are you serious?” Zhang Heng asked, “Do you think I can't tell if your tattoo was stabbed or imprinted? ”

This time the color of the red god finally changed, then saw her pull out a pocket gun from the inside of her thigh at incredible speed, pointed at Zhang Heng's chest, the whole set of motion was huge, no half pause, at this time the vast majority of people in the tavern were still praising her for her previous proud actions, few people realized that there was going to be blood here the next moment.

But unfortunately, her opponent was no ordinary person. Just as she drew the gun, Zhang Heng also moved and grabbed a dining knife on the table. Later, when Red raised the gun and pointed at him, she saw the knife flash. Then she couldn't pull the trigger. The left hand of the gun had been nailed to the dining table by Zhang Heng with a small knife.

Red tolerant pain sounded angry, but the next moment she flashed a fierce color in her eyes and pulled out the knife nailed to her hand directly with her right hand, scratching it into Zhang Heng's throat!

“Playing with me with a knife is not a wise idea!” Zhang Heng flipped over one side, avoiding this fierce knife, and his body fell in the next card holder, after which Zhang Heng also grabbed a steak knife from the table.