Feng Zi was still standing on her tiptoes, looking around for Zhang Heng. Suddenly, someone patted her on the shoulder. After that, she heard someone's voice again, "Let's go. Let's leave this place first."
Feng Zi was overjoyed when she heard the voice. However, when she turned her head, she saw a strange face.
If Red had to disguise herself to blend into the crowd, Zhang Heng's method was much simpler. He wiped off the makeup he put on and restored his original appearance.
"Hmm?" Feng Zi's reaction was very fast. Then, she suddenly said, "So this is your true face? What about that woman? Aren't you going after her? Wait, are you going after her, or is she going after you? By the way, are you assassins? "
"This matter has nothing to do with you. Leave this place early and go home to sleep," Zhang Heng said.
However, when Feng Zi heard that she was going to sleep, she became energetic again. She kept nodding and said, "Okay, let's go to sleep now. Tell me everything while we sleep."
"…"
"I didn't mean that." Zhang Heng was a little speechless.
Although he had killed Red, he did not relax. On the contrary, Zhang Heng knew that he was in big trouble tonight.
The emergency response team appeared here, disguised as the trader, and ambushed him. And Red had a tattoo on her body. This meant that they knew the time and place of the transaction, as well as the characteristics of the trader. In other words, the contents of the transaction had been leaked in advance.
The other party was simply waiting for him to come to them.
However, Zhang Heng did not know if the information was leaked by the seller or Mr. G. Personally, Zhang Heng was more inclined to believe the latter because he and Old Man Geng had experienced a sneak attack on the first level. That sneak attack basically confirmed the fact that there was a mole around Mr. G.
After that, Zhang Heng did not specifically remind Mr. G about this matter. He believed that with Mr. G's ability, he would not have thought of such an obvious problem. At least, Mr. G must have dealt with the mole before the transaction.
However, Zhang Heng now realized that he might have been wrong. It was not that Mr. G could not think of or could not deal with the mole. In fact, he did not plan to do so at all. He needed the mole to leak the specific contents of the transaction.
If Zhang Heng's guess was correct, it meant that he was bait all along the way. Mr. G deliberately released him to fight with the emergency response team to attract their attention.
In the end, the first floor's underground king still did not trust an outsider like Zhang Heng. He did not hand over such an important task like the transaction to him. The so-called test earlier was just a show for the mole.
After figuring this out, a lot of things made sense. Zhang Heng now only had one question left, and that was, what role did Miss F play in all of this? Zhang Heng wasn't too surprised that Mr. G would choose to betray him and use him as bait. However, based on what he knew about Miss F, he was inclined to believe that she didn't know about it. Otherwise, she wouldn't have driven him to the repair storage point that day.
In other words, Mr. G's plan this time was to keep his fiancée in the dark. It was not that Mr. G did not trust his fiancée, but he knew very well that with Miss F's character, she would not help him hide the truth from Zhang Heng.
And to verify this, he just needed to know if Miss F was among the ten couriers sent by Mr. G tonight. There was no doubt that this transaction was important to Mr. G. If Miss F did not have other matters to attend to, she would definitely be in charge of this transaction.
Of course, these were all for later. Zhang Heng's top priority now was to figure out how to solve the emergency response team's problem. The battle with Red in the bar just now could be considered as him getting a feel of the emergency response team's strength. Just as Zhang Heng expected, everyone in the emergency response team was good at all kinds of skills, and their standards were quite good.
If Zhang Heng were to quantify their level, then Red's swordsmanship and killer skills should be at the peak of Lv.2. One could even say that she had one foot in Lv.3. The most important thing was that they almost didn't need to train. They could reach this level just by memorizing their skills. No wonder they were called monsters.
It was a pity that these monsters met Zhang Heng, who was even more of a monster tonight.
Zhang Heng's Lv.4 swordsmanship and Lv.3 mid-level assassin skills completely suppressed Red. She probably never dreamed that someone would have more combat skills than her, and he was stronger than her.
Unlike these mass-produced clones, Zhang Heng's skills were all honed by himself.
Even among the players, Zhang Heng's skill system was unique. Only a few or a dozen times the dungeon time could create Zhang Heng's skill system, which was almost bursting out of his character panel. And these skills were engraved in his bones. The emergency response team could not be compared to him.
However, Zhang Heng's problem was that Red was not his only opponent tonight. There were nine other people like her out there. Besides, with Shengtang Morgan Group's control over New Shanghai 0297, Zhang Heng would not be naive enough to think that the emergency response team was his only enemy in this transaction.
Therefore, after Zhang Heng cut Red's neck with a knife, he immediately grabbed her, covered her mouth, dragged her to a corner, and covered her body with a piece of cloth, 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 it was to thank her, Zhang Heng could not involve her in the future.
So after the two walked out of the bar, Zhang Heng said straightforwardly, "I have other things to do tonight. You go home first. I will look for you later."
"You liar," Feng Zi shook her head, "I don't believe a man's words. When they say they will look for you later, there is an 80% chance that they will never contact you again."
"…"
"You saw what happened inside just now. I still have many enemies. You will only die if you stay with me," Zhang Heng explained patiently.
"There's no risk without danger," Feng Zi said, "Don't worry, I won't drag 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. If you get involved, even if you don't lose your life, you will lose your job, your life, and everything you have," Zhang Heng said.
"I don't care too much about those things anyway." Feng Zi shrugged and put her hand on Zhang Heng's shoulder, "Come on, take me with you, Mr. Killer. Or we can go back to my house for a nap first."
Before Zhang Heng could say anything, Feng Zi's wristband suddenly vibrated, indicating that she had received an email.
Feng Zi glanced at the title and ignored it. She was still racking her brains on how to trick Zhang Heng into going home. The next moment, she heard Zhang Heng ask, "Aren't you going to read the email you just received?"
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