"Are you ready to talk about it again? Are we going to continue to help Mr. g protect his delivery man?" Feng Zi finds two bottles of coke from the refrigerator and throws one of them to Zhang Heng.
"No, he won't believe me." Zhang Heng hung up the phone, took coke and said, "just like I won't believe him, his purpose is to use me to continue to be his bait."
"Ah? Then why did you email him? "
"In order to confirm some things," Zhang Heng said, "although he was very angry when the phone was just connected, I didn't hear any panic. Even though on the surface, he has almost been approached by the emergency response team. Interestingly, he doesn't seem to think so. The reason why he finally agreed to my proposal is not only that I want to continue to use me as bait, and the bigger reason is that I don't want to be suspicious. "
"In doubt?"
"People say that Mr. G is the king of the first tier, and more than half of the forces and gangs in the first tier are related to him, but his power has always been limited to one tier. Of course, this is because he is worried about Shengtang Morgan, the actual ruler of new Shanghai 0297, but I don't think that people like him will really stay in the same tier all the time," Zhang Heng said He opened coke and said, "in the end, he didn't really place his hope on me from the beginning. He should have hidden other cards here."
"What are you going to do next?" Feng Zi asked.
"I'm going to help him open his cards and see what's down there." Zhang Heng light way.
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10: At 45, Zhang Heng came to a small drugstore according to the email address. It was almost late at night now, and there were few people in the drugstore. Except for a female cashier and a pharmacist who played with mobile phones at the cashier, there were only five customers left.
A couple of children are choosing a pregnancy test stick in front of the counter nearest to the cashier. An old man who looks nearly 80 years old is asking the pharmacist to grasp Chinese medicine for him. In addition, a man who looks like he has a bad cold is sitting on a chair wearing a mask and searching for the drug instructions.
Zhang Heng looked around and looked at the man wearing the mask for a moment, but finally he moved away. At this time, the pharmacist on the other side helped the old man prepare the Chinese medicine, came to him and said, "Hello, can I help you?"
"Oh, no, I just want to buy some vitamins. I'll see for myself."
"OK, no problem," said the pharmacist. "The vitamins are on the second shelf on the left-hand side. Help yourself."
"Thank you." Zhang Heng thanks and walks over.
About two minutes later, a man in a motorcycle helmet and leather coat wrapped himself up came into the shop. He also looked around at the people in the shop, and finally his eyes fell on the man wearing a mask.
The man in the motorcycle helmet went up, sat down next to the latter, and said, "do you have a peach flavored e-cigarette?"
As a result, the man wearing the mask snorted and scolded, "get out of the way!"
The man wearing the motorcycle helmet was stunned, as if by some accident. The man wearing the mask saw that the other side had no reaction, so he just stood up, patted his pants and walked out of the drugstore.
Then the man wearing the motorcycle helmet saw an ordinary guy in work clothes, who looked like the second layer of residents coming towards him. The man wearing the motorcycle helmet straightened his back and put on a defensive posture.
After listening to the opposite side said, "I don't have peach flavor e-cigarettes, but if you are willing to pay me 100 credit points, I can get you a cocoa flavor."
"That would be great." The person wearing the motorcycle helmet, hearing Yan Xi, stood up and followed Zhang Heng out of the drugstore until he left the scope of the camera. The person wearing the motorcycle helmet stretched out his hand and said, "Hello, I'm Maitreya, the courier in charge of this transaction. You're here to protect my Zhang Heng."
Maitreya's outstretched hand stayed in the air for two seconds, but Zhang Heng didn't move, and his hand drew back awkwardly. "Mr. g told me about you. I can understand your dissatisfaction, but now it's important to leave here and send the goods back to the first floor."
"Do you have the goods?" Zhang Heng asked.
"Yes." Maitreya nodded and knocked on his helmet. "But now the problem is that the emergency response team blocked the station, and there were only three couriers left, so they only arranged three people to track us outside, and the rest concentrated at the station to stop us from leaving."
"Go back to the safe house and discuss how to leave next." Zhang Hengdao.
"Well," Maitreya did not have any objection. "Mr. g said that you are the strongest clone he has ever seen. Let me listen to your arrangement. I believe you will take me out of here."
Zhang Heng was noncommittal, and then he took Maitreya back to the apartment on the 11th floor.
As soon as he opened the door, Maitreya, a young baseball cap boy, was stunned. But he quickly responded and praised, "this is the member of the emergency response team you are holding. You are as powerful as the rumor. Even the most elite armed forces of Shengtang Morgan are not your opponents. By the way, you still have a female companion, isn't she here?""It's just a woman I met in a bar. I asked her to help me find this foothold. Later, in order not to reveal my position, I've solved her."
"If it were me, I would do the same." Maitreya nodded and sat down on the sofa.
"What would you like to drink?" Zhang Heng opens the refrigerator.
"Oh, whatever. We're still on the run, and I'm not a particular person." Maitreya said, "by the way, we are safe now. Can you take the liberty to ask us how to get back to the first floor next?"
"In exchange for hostages." Zhang Hengdao kicked the boy in the baseball cap who was curled up.
As a result, Maitreya felt hesitant. "Your idea is very good, but I have to remind you that these guys in the emergency response team have been instilled with the spirit of task first. Compared with the safety of their peers, whether they can complete the task is more important for them. I I don't think they will choose to let us go because of the safety of a member. " Maitreya tried to be tactful.
"No, the hostage exchange is just a bait. We use hostages to divert their people from the station. Only in this way can we get through their blockade there." Zhang Hengdao, then he picked up the pistol on the table, "and if they send less people, I don't mind helping them reduce the number."
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