Chapter 48： Tokyo Drift (18)

Zhang Heng was tied to a chair. He didn't know how long it took. Someone reached out and took off the black eye patch on his face. Then he found himself sitting in an abandoned factory.

Zhang Heng's head was a bit groggy. After being controlled outside the apartment door, he was stuffed into the car and blindfolded. He knew nothing about what was happening around him, and only judged by the time of the vehicle. I should still be in Tokyo, but I should be in the suburbs.

He knew what he was doing. In fact, even if he was calm and careful, it was the first time he was involved in such a thing. There will inevitably be leaks. Obviously, the group did something to find the apartment.

As if to answer the doubt in his heart, a guy with a plate inch turned out a bubble gum-sized black locator from the inside of Ameko's small bag.

This thing should have been stuffed when the girl was tied to the blue Toyota before. At that time Ameko was in a coma. She didn't know what happened. The place where the locator was hidden was hidden enough. She awoke It's hard to find out unless you fumble around.

Zhang Heng raised her eyebrows. "Where is Ameko."

The two were separated after going downstairs, and they should have been shoved into different cars. Since then, Zhang Heng has never seen the girl again.

"Consider your own situation first." Ban Cun's tone was bad, and he looked at someone with a strong hostility.

Zhang Heng finally saw who this guy was.

He punched each other outside the door before. It's no wonder that Ban Cunnan has nothing to do with him now.

"Oh, our account can be calculated well now." Ban Cunnan put down the locator in his hand and rubbed his hands.

But at that moment a low voice came from behind him, "Okay, so far, let me talk to him."

"Yes, team leader." The man in Ban Cun's expression immediately changed his expression, bowed respectfully, and then retreated.

A short man walked in front of Zhang Heng. He moved another stool and sat down. "It is not the intention of the organization to involve you and Ms. Ameko in this matter. I apologize on behalf of this person."

Zhang Heng made no comment on this.

"Vice president, 22 years ago ... with Tsuchiya Yosuke, oh, Mr. Takeda Tetsuya has a little grudge and sent me to handle this. I originally planned to throw Tsuchiya Yosuke directly into the sea to feed sharks. , But Mr. Deputy President temporarily changed his mind and decided to give him a chance. "

"What is the original message of the vice president ... The grievances among the drivers should be resolved by the driver." The short man yoyo said, "So I have carefully set up a stage for Tsuchiya Yosuke, but there is still one less. Supporting role, this makes me very headache, because Mr. Tsuchiya Yosuke has not been very flattering, he has not made any friends for so many years, I heard that you have been helping him deliver goods for more than six months, how about, Are you interested in playing together? "

"Do I have any other choices?" Zhang Heng calmly said, although the short man looks a bit more gentle than his associates, but because of this Zhang Heng knows that the other person is not asking Ask for your opinion.

"I like to communicate with smart people, which saves a lot of nonsense time." The short man took out a small knife, turned to Zhang Heng, and cut the rope on his hand. "The game is very simple, you two No matter who can win this game, I will let the three of you leave, but if you lose ... believe me, you won't want to know the result. "

Zhang Heng moved his wrist. He seriously considered whether to try to knock down the short man in front of him, take the knife from him, and then use him as a hostage, but the two iron towers standing in front of the factory door were the same. The figure made him finally give up the idea, and now he has no way back.

"How many people are there in the game, where are the rules?"

"Rest assured, you will know these things at that time. Now let's relax and pick a car." The short man clapped and clapped his hands. The two guards walked to the center of the factory, where there was a block. In the up zone, they pulled down the hood above, exposing the car below.

There are five cars in total, namely the red Nissan 180SX, the silver BMW M5, the gray Mercedes AMGGT, the yellow Dodge Viper, and the blue Ford RAPF-150.

"The performance of these cars has been adjusted. You can choose the driving you like. If you are not satisfied, you can modify it yourself. We can provide you with parts. The race will be tonight, as long as it is completed before this time. How's it, which one do you like? "The short man didn't rush away after speaking, he seemed curious about what Zhang Heng would choose.

Who knows that the latter just glanced at the colorful sports cars and looked away and said, "Sorry, can I drive my own car?"

"Your own car? What is ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Porsche 911? Aston Martin? Ferrari?"

"The second-generation Mitsubishi L300 launched in Japan in 1982," Zhang Heng truthfully said, "just stop downstairs in your apartment."

"A civilian van?" The short man was surprised.

Zhang Heng nodded. The L300 has been completely unrecognizable after his explosion, and its performance has soared, but compared to a serious sports car, the guy on the opposite side is not stingy, and the five cars he put out are absolutely good cars, The willingness to give time for Zhang Heng to release his hand to modify is also to prove from the side that he did not do anything on these cars.

However, Zhang Heng knew very well that no car with the best performance in the race did not have a car that he was familiar with.

"This is a reasonable request, I can meet it, but are you sure?" The short man asked again.

Zhang Heng nodded.

So the short man waved his hand, walked in a few more people, and drove away the parked cars. He took a deep look at Zhang Heng again, "See you this evening."

Only Zhang Heng was left in the abandoned factory this time. He saw the water and food on the table, which should be used to replenish his energy. In addition, there was a game machine in the corner for him to pass the time. For a kidnapped hostage, the conditions should not be too good, but Zhang Heng has also concluded that this match is not a temporary intention.

This group of people obviously planned for a long time. As far as the guys who have dealt with him before, there should not have been any professional training, but there are a lot of them, even if the owner of the aquatic shop and Ameko want to leave hard. Not realistic, and his cell phone was confiscated for the first time. He can't get in touch with the outside world now.

I can only eat something and wait quietly for the game.