The woman in the red dress retracted her gaze and looked at Zhang Heng. "Have you found the person you are looking for?"
Zhang Heng did not answer. Instead, he asked, "What about you? Have you found the person you are looking for?"
In the end, the woman in the red dress surrendered first. She gave up beating around the bush and asked straightforwardly, "So, are you a courier?"
Zhang Heng nodded, "Are you the trader?"
"Yes, you can call me Red," said the woman in the red dress. After that, she seemed to know what Zhang Heng was thinking and added, "I am not the seller. I am just an errand runner like you."
"Simon." Zhang Heng reached out and shook Red's hand.
"Did you bring the payment, Simon?" Simon. "Red quickly cut to the chase.
"I brought it, but I didn't see you carrying anything," Zhang Heng said.
"Don't worry, I just didn't bring the goods with me. You know, Shengtang Morgan's people are trying to stop this transaction, so I have to be more cautious," Red said. "Give me the things used to pay. After I check, I will take you to get the goods if there is no problem."
However, when she finished speaking, Zhang Heng did not move. "This is different from what we agreed on before."
"What's different?"
"I was told before I left that we should hand over the goods at the same time," Zhang Heng said.
"Don't be silly, Simon. We've already discussed the details of the deal. We're just here to deliver and receive the goods. Don't give yourself a hard time. Give me the one gram of antimatter, and I'll take you to get the goods. We can both do our jobs," Red said.
"I don't know what the trader's style is, but for us couriers, an agreement is an agreement. We should abide by it because only in this way can the transaction go smoothly." Zhang Heng was unmoved.
Red seemed a little helpless. She took a deep breath and finally compromised. "Well, I respect your professional ethics. How about this? Let's go to the place to pick up the goods together, and I'll check them when we get there. Are you satisfied with that?" Red seemed a little helpless.
"Yes," Zhang Heng replied.
"Very well, then let's not delay. Let's go." Red stood up from her seat as she spoke, but Zhang Heng, who was sitting opposite her, did not move. "Have you forgotten one thing?" Red reminded Zhang Heng.
"What is it?" Red was surprised.
"Let me see the tattoo on your lower abdomen."
"Really? Here? "Red raised her eyebrows.
"Is there a problem?"
"Of course. Can't you tell that I'm wearing a dress?" Hong said coldly.
"Oh, if it's inconvenient for you, we can go to the toilet together," Zhang Heng said.
"Even if there's nothing wrong with me, aren't you worried that your girlfriend will be jealous?" Hong Chong tilted his head towards Feng Zi.
The latter had already won the drinking game, leaving the office worker with only a pair of underwear. However, when she turned her head and saw Zhang Heng's situation, the joy of winning suddenly disappeared, and her face darkened. While putting on her socks, she looked at Red with an unfriendly expression. It seemed like she was going to punish Red after she put on all her clothes.
"She is not my girlfriend," Zhang Heng said, "and you don't have to worry about my relationship."
Red seemed to have fallen into a fierce struggle when she heard what Zhang Heng said. After a while, she finally gritted her teeth, pulled down the zipper on the back, and pulled the dress down to her waist, revealing the Apollo tattoo on her abdomen. "Now, are you satisfied?"
Her bold move also attracted a lot of whistles from the men around her. No one expected tonight to be so exciting. Feng Zi had just received her welfare, and Red immediately received another big gift.
As a senior, Feng Zi was furious when she saw this scene. She thought that Red was trying to show off to her, and she did not even bother to tie her shoelaces. She was about to rush over to Red.
However, Zhang Heng, who was in the center of the whirlpool, still looked calm. He stared at Red's tattoo for two seconds, then said, "Okay, I'm done. It seems that the emergency response team starting with zero is nothing more than this."
"What did you say?" Red's pupils shrank suddenly.
"I heard that you are all elites selected from tens of thousands of clones. Your body proportions are perfect, and you don't have a single piece of fat," Zhang Heng said.
"So, just because I have a good figure, you suspect that I am from the emergency response team?" Red sneered.
"Of course not. I've noticed you since a long time ago because your seat is one of the few places in the shop where you won't be hit by a sniper rifle. I know that you have a lot of experience in sniping and anti-sniping. So, choosing this seat after entering the shop has become your instinctive reaction."
Red's expression changed slightly when she heard what Zhang Heng said. She never thought that her excellent instinct to avoid danger would expose her identity.
Zhang Heng did not stop talking and continued, "You have been paying attention to me for a while, right? Although you think your actions are very subtle, I still noticed that you were observing me. When I tripped the bartender and made him spill his wine on the old man, I was actually observing your reaction. There is no doubt that you noticed it. After that, we sat face to face, and you didn't mention anything about it. Is it because you don't want me to discover your excellent observation skills? Similarly, you deliberately acted like you were provoked by me to make me underestimate you. "
"Your imagination is wonderful. I can't help but applaud you." Red quickly regained her composure after a brief gaffe. "Unfortunately, the tattoo on my lower abdomen proves that this is just your delusion."
"Are you serious?" Zhang Heng asked rhetorically, "Do you think I can't tell if your tattoo is tattooed or temporary?"
This time, Red's expression finally changed. After that, she pulled out a pocket-sized pistol from the inside of her thigh at an incredible speed and aimed it at Zhang Heng's chest. She did it all in one go, and most of the people in the tavern were still cheering for her bold move. Few of them realized that someone was about to bleed in the next moment.
Unfortunately, her opponent was no ordinary person. Just as Red pulled out the gun, Zhang Heng also moved, grabbing a knife on the table. When Red raised the gun and aimed at him, there was a flash of light. Before she could pull the trigger, Zhang Heng nailed her left hand holding the gun to the table with a knife.
Red let out an angry grunt in pain, but the next moment, a fierce look flashed in her eyes. She pulled out the knife with her right hand and slashed at Zhang Heng's throat!
"It's not a wise idea to play with a knife with me!" Zhang Heng rolled sideways, dodging the fierce knife, and his body fell into the booth next door. After that, Zhang Heng grabbed another steak knife from the table.
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