48 Hours a Day

The baseball cap teenager kept walking to the alley at an uncomfortable pace and then gazed inside with the light of the corner of his eye, which led to some surprises, as Zhang Heng and Feng had lost their figure in the alley.

The baseball cap teenager was stunned, seemingly unexpected, but after all, he was a professional and quickly calmed down and looked up at the school, which stood in the dark at a distance.

Just as he hesitated to look closer, a new message came from the group, numbers 7 and 5, asking for his coordinate address, saying he would be there in a minute.

So the baseball cap teenager sent over the address of the school, and then he opened the navigation, looked up a street map of the neighborhood, and found that there were two doors to the school in front of him, one to the side of the alley, and one to the other main road.

The baseball cap boy frowned. It seems that Zhang Heng and Feng's purpose is obvious. They want to go through this school, enter through the side door and exit through the main door. This is also a good way to get rid of stalking, not to say that the other party has found themselves being followed, more often than not, they simply throw away potential stalkers through this method.

The baseball cap teenager has judged Zhang Heng's diving skills from the red corpse to be very good, so it's not surprising that the other party has anti-reconnaissance consciousness, or if Zhang Heng walks along the way so normally that the baseball cap teenager will suspect that he has been found.

But now that he has a problem, knowing that Zhang Heng and Feng are ready to leave the school, he follows the commands of the captain, stays here and waits for the 7th and 5th to come back, or go after him first.

The baseball cap teenager didn't hesitate too long to make a decision, lifting his feet to the alley, because he didn't want the three of them to stare at each other when he arrived on the 7th and 5th.

However, with the red front car, the baseball cap teenager is also a little constrained by Zhang Heng's knife technique and assassination technique. It is good that in his view, as long as he does not come in close contact with Zhang Heng, the problem should not be too great.

Then the baseball cap teenager pulled a pistol out of his waist and held it in his hand, and the next moment he also became a leopard, leaping against the shadow of the wall and walking lightly.

The baseball cap teenager did not act in a hurry, but looked around carefully to make sure that all possible hiding places were taken care of by him, and then outlined a course of action in his mind that maximized avoidance of potential hiding places, or at least pulled the trigger step by step before the folks in the back jumped out.

Thereafter, Zhang Henghe and Fengzi, lying on the roof of the teaching building, saw a magical scene.

He saw the baseball cap teenager running from time to time and rolling on his side, and then stood up and looked around, holding the gun and turning around. At the same time, he himself barely walked in a straight line, obviously it was less than 30 meters away, and was stunned by him in a large circle, drawing several slants before he finished walking.

“What kind of style did he smoke, come here to perform arts?” The peak does not understand.

“It's not wind or art, he's worried about where I'm hiding, this way to get rid of all the potential hazards, and he's constantly changing his perspective to something I didn't see before.” Zhang Hengdao, "this approach is actually quite professional and cautious. ”

“Professional discretion? You mean his brain complement is strong.” The peak laughed.

Zhang Heng also did not further explain that the anesthesia rifle, which had just been assembled by Lego blocks, had been picked up from one side and then inserted [infinite blocks] to make it solid.

The peak sight shouted, “What kind of black technology is this? Are modular pediatric techniques employed, deforming materials? Memory metal? I've never seen such a material conversion. ”

“Neither, supernatural power.” Zhang Hengzheng told the truth.

The peak cut, “Forget it, I'm not eyeing your technology..." But less than half a second later she repented, curious, “Well, I'm eyeing your technology, where did you get such a good thing, can I borrow it for two days? ”

“I'm sorry, but you've had no results in your entire life.” Zhang Hengbian said he raised the anesthesia rifle in his hand and aimed at the baseball cap teenager downstairs.

As a result, the body of the baseball cap suddenly fell one step ahead of Zhang Heng pulling the trigger.

“Did you hit it?” Asked the peak beside him.

Before she finished, she was pushed down by Zhang Heng's head, and the guardrail in front of them was hit by a flying bullet, wiping out a series of sparks.

It wasn't until then that the peak poured a breath of air, “How did he know I was up here? ”

“Probably because of the reflection of my barrel, the moon in the second floor is pretty bright.” Zhang Hengdao.

“So much reflection that he found our place?” A baseball cap teenager who watched a man in a mute row before Peak thought it was funny, but now she can't laugh anymore, she's staring at her eyes, “What kind of shooting technique is that? ”

However, she just saw Zhang Heng lift the anesthesia rifle, bend down, walk to the fire escape, and threw down a sentence, "Wait here for me. Remember, no matter what you hear, don't look up. I'll call you downstairs when it's over. ”

“What are you doing? ”

“There was only one bullet in the anesthesia rifle, and I had to make sure I could hit him.” Zhang Hengfangdao.

“What do you mean you can hit him? ”

“It's commonplace to draw closer to him. ”

“Are you crazy? Didn't you see how he shot? Two random shots just hit us.” Feng Zi had no understanding of Zhang Heng's adventurous behavior. In her opinion, he had already demonstrated his shooting skills, while Zhang Heng also said that there was only one bullet in his anesthesia gun, and that the power of the anesthesia bullet was far less than that of a real bullet. The best way to do this was to stay here and wait upstairs opposite him.

However, Zhang Heng knew that the Emergency Response Team was not the only two members he now met.

“Don't worry, I can handle it.” Zhang Heng climbed down the fire escape.

Shortly afterwards, the peak on the roof heard a few more sporadic gunshots, each of which made her nervous, but she still remembered Zhang Heng's warning and had been reluctant to stick her head out.

Afterwards, roughly at the ground floor, the gunshots became dense, and half-minute later they stopped.

Feng Zi lifted his heart and wondered whether Zhang Heng was now alive or dead.