The agreed transaction location was outside a slaughterhouse.
There was an unpleasant smell in the surrounding air.
Zhang Heng stopped the black crowd. Not far away from them, four men were gathered around a small table playing a finger chopping game.
Simply put, the rules of this gambling game require players to place one of their palms on the table, hold a knife in the other hand, with the tip of the knife facing down, and quickly poke the gap between the fingers. Whoever moves the fastest will win. Is the final winner.
The whole process is very silly, but participating in the game is often regarded as a symbol of courage and courage.
The four of them were having fun, as if they didn't notice anyone coming.
"There are still twenty minutes until...the agreed time. What should we do? Should we wait in the car, or should I go down and tell them?"
"No need to bother." Zhang Heng said calmly and turned on the headlights of the car.
The four people under the bright light could no longer continue playing the game. They stood up from their chairs and grabbed their weapons while cursing.
The chemistry teacher opened his mouth wide, "Isn't this impolite?"
"Have you ever seen robbers and villains behave politely?" Zhang Heng said, "These four people are sitting here clearly to give us a blow. They know you are an ordinary person. I bet you don't get out of the car. They won’t get up, and if you go to them, they will just pretend they didn’t hear you. This is the way they do things, and they make you nervous in this way. The more scared you are, the more beneficial it will be for them in the next negotiation.”
The little boy also asked at this time, "Did they request this trading location? The nearest camera from here is also a thousand meters away. With the current visibility, the camera can't capture anything at all. In other words, they occupy the Absolute initiative.”
The chemistry teacher was very embarrassed, "We originally agreed to trade at the place where you picked me up under the bridge, but then their person in charge got a call and said that their boss demanded that the trade must be done on their territory, otherwise it would fall through. , I also know that this is not good, but the person in charge of this transaction assured me that it will be safe..."
"It's just an old-fashioned trick of one being a good person and the other being a bad person." Zhang Heng said, "But not having a camera is not entirely a bad thing. You can get out of the car when you see my gesture."
"Huh?" Before the chemistry teacher understood what was going on, Zhang Heng had already opened the car door and walked out.
"Are you the driver? Are you looking for death by turning on the lights so brightly?!" The man at the front, whose body was covered with tattoos and whose face was not spared, said fiercely, "Do you know whose territory this is? .”
"More than two hundred years have passed, and you guys still haven't made much progress. You can only rely on large numbers of people and poor makeup to pretend to be tough. It's really disappointing," Zhang Heng said calmly, "In this case, today I Let me show you what real evil is."
"What crazy nonsense are you talking about, you bastard?! You are so impatient with life." The guy with ghost tattoos all over his body said as he stretched out his hand to grab Zhang Heng's collar.
"What should we do?" The chemistry teacher in the car was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. "Why did we suddenly take action? There must be some misunderstanding here. They may not know what we are here for. I’d better go down and negotiate with them.”
The little boy reached out and pressed the chemistry teacher's shoulder, "You heard what the guy said before getting out of the car. Leave this matter to him. Just wait for the signal in the car."
Having said that, there was obviously a hint of worry in the little boy's eyes.
However, the next moment she saw the tattooed man suddenly covering his neck and kneeling on the ground. His face turned red, like a fish out of water. He tried hard to open his mouth, but couldn't suck in any air.
The remaining three looked at each other and saw shock in each other's eyes.
Zhang Heng waved his hand and said, "Want to come together?"
Different from the quick battle with the casino thugs before, this time Zhang Heng not only had to deal with the four guys in front of him, but also tried to inflict pain on them and make them feel scared.
Just now, his punch directly hit the tattooed man's trachea, causing the latter to experience the thrill of suffocation. Now the tattooed man's tragic situation has obviously had an impact on his three companions, but these Albanians Paying special attention to the quality of fearlessness, there is no way for a coward to survive in this cruel and dark environment.
Therefore, the three of them were just stunned for a moment, and immediately rushed over. One of them swung an iron hook for hanging pork and hit Zhang Heng's head. However, before they could reach the target, his wrist was hit by someone who didn't know where. The knife came and stabbed him through.
Zhang Heng pulled out his newly bought knife, brought out a bunch of blood flowers, and said to the unlucky ghost, "Find a hospital to deal with it within twenty minutes. You don't have to leave any disability. It's your choice."
However, the young man with an injured wrist not only did not flinch, but was aroused with all his bloody strength. He let go of his bleeding wrist, roared, and rushed forward again.
"Courage is admirable, but it's a pity that you are a fool. After being disabled, do you think you can really survive here?" Zhang Heng said as he smashed the nose of a guy who sneaked up from behind with his elbow, "This business is awesome. There is no virtue in respecting the elderly, caring for the young, or being courteous to the disabled.”
The last person, Zhang Heng, chose to break one of the opponent's legs and let him moan on the ground. At this time, the brave guy rushed up again. Zhang Heng stood still and did not move until the opponent had rushed to him. In front of him, Zhang Heng turned sideways, easily letting go of the non-threatening attack, and then slammed his knee into the guy's abdomen.
This time, the world finally became quiet again.
Zhang Heng put away the folding knife in his hand, walked up to the tattooed man who was first put down, grabbed his hair, and dragged him three meters away on the ground to where the four of them were playing games. In front of the small table, he put the latter's head on the table and grabbed the knife inserted on the table with his other hand.
"Which eye of yours do you prefer, the left or the right?"
The latter could no longer maintain his previous tough guy image. Tears and snot burst out together, and only the most primitive and instinctive fear of human beings remained in his mind.
Until the next moment a voice sounded.
"enough."
An old man wearing a leather apron and dressed like a butcher, with a carefully trimmed beard and hair, walked out of the slaughterhouse. He took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the blood on his hands, "Sorry, Forgive me for my poor memory. My friend, have we met before?"
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