Feng Zi was still standing on tiptoes, looking around for Zhang Heng. Then, suddenly, someone tapped her shoulder. After that, she heard someone speak to her.
“Let’s get out of here first,” the voice said.
Feng Zi was overjoyed when she heard Zhang Heng. However, when she turned around, she saw an unfamiliar face. Earlier, Red had to mix into the crowd by putting on a mask and changing her clothes. As for Zhang Heng, his solution was simpler. All he needed to do was to wipe off his makeup and restore his original appearance.
“Huh?” Feng Zi reacted quickly. “So this is how you really look? What about that woman? Aren’t you going after her? Wait, are you the one going after her or is it the other way round? By the way, are you guys assassins?”
“This matter has nothing to do with you. Just leave this place, go home, and have a good night’s sleep,” Zhang Heng said.
The moment she heard Zhang Heng asking her to go home to have a good sleep, Feng Zi regained her energy. “Sure, let’s go to bed now. Tell me your stories when we are on the bed,” she said with a nod.
“…”
“That’s not what I meant.” Zhang Heng was speechless.
Although Red was dead, Zhang Heng didn’t lower his guard. On the contrary, he knew he was in serious trouble tonight.
The emergency response team came here, pretending to be the courier to ambush him. However, after seeing the tattoo on Red’s body, Zhang Heng realized that his enemies had figured out the exact time and place of the transaction, as well as the characteristics of the courier. It meant the details of the transaction must’ve been leaked to the enemies in advance.
All the while, the enemies had been waiting for him to show up.
Zhang Heng still didn’t know if it was the seller or Mr. G who leaked the transaction details to the enemy. Zhang Heng preferred to think that there was a mole in Mr. G’s gang. That was because he and Old Man Geng were ambushed when they were on the first floor, proving that there were indeed moles in Mr. G’s clan.
However, Zhang Heng didn’t specifically remind Mr. G about this matter because he believed the latter surely was capable of figuring this problem out. He expected Mr. G to deal with the mole before the transaction.
Zhang Heng now realized that he was wrong. Mr. G knew that there was a mole in his clan, and he could have dealt with it easily. However, he had no intention to settle the problem. Instead, he wanted the moles to leak the transaction information to the enemies.
If Zhang Heng was right, then he was supposed to play the bait in this transaction. Mr. G wanted him to fight with the emergency response team to draw attention.
Moreover, Mr. G still didn’t trust Zhang Heng, an outsider. It wasn’t possible that he would hand such an important task to him. The so-called test was actually a display for the moles to see. After Zhang Heng thought through the whole thing, everything made sense to him now. Hence, only one question lay unanswered. What was Miss F’s role in this transaction? He wasn’t surprised by the fact that Mr. G betrayed him and used him as bait, but based on what he knew about Miss F, he believed Ms. F knew nothing about it. She wouldn’t have brought him to check out the restoration storage point otherwise.
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In other words, Mr. G wanted to hide this plan from his fiancée. Mr. G trusted his fiancée, but he also knew that she would definitely tell Zhang Heng all she knew.
In order to verify his doubt, all Zhang Heng needed to do was to find out if Ms. F was among the ten couriers Mr. G sent tonight. Undeniably, this transaction was extremely important to Mr. G. If Ms. F had nothing else to do, she would’ve definitely been assigned to oversee this transaction.
Those, however, were things Zhang Heng would only deal with later. His top priority now was to deal with the emergency response team. His fight with Red in the bar just now could be regarded as testing the team’s capability. Just like what Zhang Heng expected, everyone in the team an expert in various combat-related skills.
If one were to measure their power level, Red’s swordsmanship and assassination skills should be at the peak of Lv2. It was also safe to say that she’d be achieving Lv3 very soon. The most important thing was that they hardly needed any training. All their employer had to do was to program all these skills into their memories. It was no wonder they were called the monsters.
It was a pity that these monsters met Zhang Heng, a far scarier monster than all of them. Zhang Heng’s Lv4 swordsmanship and Lv3 mid-stage assassination skills completely overpowered Red. The latter probably never dreamed that someone would possess richer and more profound combat skills than her.
Unlike the mass-produced clones, Zhang Heng had actually put in a lot of hard work to master those skills. Even among the players, Zhang Heng was unique. Only by enduring up to ten times the quest time would Zhang Heng’s skill bars break the character panel. All those skills were burned into his memories, something he would never forget till the day he died. Even though the emergency response team mastered all those skills with little effort whatsoever, they could never compare to Zhang Heng.
However, Zhang Heng’s other problem was that Red wasn’t his only opponent. There were nine other clones like her. Besides, with Shengtang Morgan’s massive hold over New Shanghai 0297, Zhang Heng would be too naïve to think the emergency response team would only send one enemy.
Thus, after Zhang Heng slit Red’s neck with a knife, he immediately held on to her, covered her mouth, dragged her to a corner, and draped her body with some clothes, hoping to buy more time.
After that, he had to persuade Feng Zi to go home. The latter had helped him a lot tonight. Even if he wanted to thank her, it would be inappropriate to continue dragging her into his problem.
So after the two of them walked out of the bar, Zhang Heng said straightforwardly, “I have other things to do tonight. It would be best if you go home first. I will find you later.”
“You are a liar,” Feng Zi shook her head. “I’ll never believe what a man tells me. Whenever they tell me that they will come looking for me, 80% chance they’ll never contact me again.”
“…”
“You saw what just happened. I still have to fight lots of enemies. You are going to end up dead if you keep sticking with me,” Zhang Heng explained patiently.
“There will be risks involved if I want more adventure,” Feng Zi said. “Don’t worry. I won’t slow you down. And with one more teammate, your chances of winning should be higher.”
“This is not a game. And you don’t know who my enemy is. Even if you don’t lose your life, you will lose your job and everything you have,” Zhang Heng warned.
“Anyway, I don’t care too much about those things.” Feng Zi shrugged and put her hand on Zhang Heng’s shoulder.
“Come on, bring me along, Mr. Assassin. Or, we can go back to my house and have a nap.”
Zhang Heng did not say a word. It was then that Feng Zi’s bracelet suddenly vibrated, reminding her that she had received an email.
After glancing at the email’s title, she ignored it. She was still racking her brain about how to trick Zhang Heng into going home with her. However, the next moment she heard Zhang Heng ask, “Aren’t you going to read the email you just received?”