v3 Chapter 294： help

Latest website: Zhang Heng had heard that a woman in fishing nets and socks had raised a credit while she was still in front of the elevator.

Credit points are currently the official currency of the human federation. Almost all goods and services are settled with credit points, and Zhang Heng also sees his current credit point balance from the bracelet.

-962 points.

This number is not much, it is obviously not enough to pay for the service of a woman in fishnet socks, and it is not enough for Xu Qian to buy a new bag, but it is not too small, in terms of the beef ramen Zhang Heng is eating now For a bowl of ramen with 25 credits, as long as 962 credits are saved, Zhang Heng can complete this two-week mission.

I just do n’t know whether his salary here is settled on a monthly basis or if he completes the task and settles it once.

Right next to the small noodle shop where Zhang Heng eats noodles, there is also a shop that sells various audio equipment. After taking the noodles, Zhang Heng also took a turn around there.

"Sheac records? Never heard of it."

The owner of the audio equipment store is a man with long hair and looks quite artistic, but when he heard Zhang Heng ’s question, he shook his head, “Although I do n’t know what you are looking for, the entity Records were basically discontinued in 2039, and now they are all digital audio, downloaded directly from the Internet, the effect is better, but ... "He paused, and then continued," There are indeed some people who like old things People are collecting these things, I will give you an address, you can go there and try your luck. "

"Thank you."

After receiving the address, Zhang Heng navigated directly to the navigation module on the hand ring. It was a grocery store called Old House, and it was not far from the audio equipment store, but it was a bit remote and located in the two neighborhoods. It's not across the road, and there's an equally unpopular pastry shop next to it.

Although it's not dark yet, the hiccup sign has been hung on the window of the old house, and I got off work early. I have to say that it looks the same as its name. Such a classic glass-wood door at the end of the twentieth century has made Zhang Heng find a little familiarity in this city full of science and technology.

However, it seems that he is not here today. Zhang Hengjian has already been off from work, so he can only find another time.

But just as he turned to leave.

The wooden door of the old house was suddenly pushed open by people.

A young man ran out of it, looking like he was only sixteen or seventeen years old, with a guitar on his back and an old stereo under his arm. He ran to greet his companions behind him, "Hurry up That old thing might wake up in a while. "

And his companion is about the same age as him, holding an electric oven and two routers with antennas, but the expression on his face seems a little frowning, "Wang Qian, do you say that these things can really be sold for money? Those tattered ones haven't found a buyer yet. "

"We can go to the museum and we'll sell it again if it doesn't work. Isn't this ghost place recycling old things?" The leading young man said.

As a result, the young man had not spoken yet, but saw his companion abruptly stop and stand still.

Unexpectedly, he almost hit the boy named Wang Qian in front.

"What's the matter, don't you say you want to run?" The young boy complained, but when he looked up, his gaze went around his companion's body, and he immediately became nervous when he saw the opposite Zhang Heng.

The three stood there and looked at each other for about four or five seconds.

Then the young man named Wang Qian began to test, "Who are you?"

"Bodyguard," Zhang Heng replied.

"What ?!" The two teenagers were shocked when they heard the words. "We just take some garbage. Is old man Geng specially looking for a bodyguard?"

"You seem to have misunderstood something," Zhang Hengdao, "I am not the bodyguard of this shop owner."

Wang Qian heard a sigh of relief, "That's good, scared me."

"But ..." Zhang Heng replied, "It is always bad to take people and things, not to mention you are not afraid to be photographed by the security system in the shop? As soon as you call the police, you are finished."

"It doesn't matter. Old Geng's shop doesn't have a security system, and he's weird and doesn't trust the police." The teenager behind Wang Qian quickly hurriedly, but realized that he seemed a little talkative after he finished speaking.

Wang Gan glanced at his companion, and then told Zhang Hengdao, "Since things have nothing to do with you, you friends are still good."

"Otherwise?" Zhang Heng asked.

"Otherwise ..." Wang Qian gritted his teeth, lowered the speaker clamped under his arm, and found a fruit-sharpening knife from his pocket. "Otherwise, don't blame us."

Zhang Heng heard nothing but did not respond, just glanced at the [Tibetan Sheath] around his waist.

The eyes of the two teenagers who followed him fell on the horizontal sword with him, and their faces turned white. They were not professional robbers, they just had nothing to do to make fun of their boring life. In addition, Earn some capital that you can brag about in your school. You do n’t even expect the price of this pile of garbage to sell, and of course you wo n’t bring any decent weapons.

The only knife with Zhang Heng's waist, the length is not enough to see, who is a real man can be seen at a glance.

Seeing each other, the two glanced at each other, and put down their things obediently.

And Zhang Heng also turned aside and told, "Let's go, and don't come back again, if it hits me again next time, it won't be so easy."

After scaring away the two teenagers, Zhang Heng stooped to pick up the pile of things they had fallen to the ground.

Then the door of the old house opened again ~ www.novelhall.com ~ An old man in his sixties came out with an honest shotgun and yelled, "Raise your hand! You This **** thief. "

"Uh, actually the thief was just kicked out by me. Given that this is not the first time you have been patronized by them, you should also know them," Zhang Heng explained. "I'm planning to send these things back to you Go to the store.

"I can't lie to me, boy with a bow. This is obviously a black and black." The old man's cheeks were red and panting, "You followed the two little **** to my shop and waited. They stole my treasure and you can rob them again. "

"Logically, it makes sense." When the old man spoke, Zhang Heng also smelled a rush of wine from the air, so he didn't stop talking, and put down the router and speaker in his hand. Then suddenly Shot.

The old man only felt a flower in front of him, and when he responded, the shotgun had come to Zhang Heng's hands like magic.

Seeing Zhang Hengtune turn his muzzle and point at him, he seemed to suddenly wake up and nodded a serious letter, "Well, I believe you are here to help."