Zhang Heng did not stay for long. He put on the hood of his down jacket, lowered his head, and walked out of the bar.
Instead of going back to school, he found a public toilet nearby.
It was past two in the morning, and there was no one else in the public toilet. However, the lights were still on, and the air was filled with the smell of cheap detergent. Zhang Heng walked to the sink in the men's toilet. The faucet on his right was broken, and it was still dripping.
However, Zhang Heng's attention was on the mirror behind the sink.
When he was in Sex and the City, he felt that he had regained his youth. However, it was only now that he had the chance to examine himself. The beard on his face was gone, and his sun-tanned skin had returned to its normal color. The calluses on his hands and the scars on his body were gone.
He had really returned to how he looked ten years ago, but now, he looked a little unfamiliar.
Most importantly, he understood what the bartender lady meant when she said that he looked like a different person. Although his appearance had returned to ten years ago, he retained the temperament of a pirate in Nassau in the 18th century.
This was actually quite a troublesome matter. Others might not notice it, but those who were close to him would definitely notice the change in him, especially now that the Spring Festival was approaching. He would be going home soon. His parents, who had been fooling around in Europe, might not notice anything different about him. After all, they couldn't even remember his birthday correctly. Even if he brought someone of the same height and age as him back, they might not be able to notice anything different. However, his grandfather, who had raised him since he was a child, would definitely notice the change in him.
Most importantly, in his current state, his ID would be checked whenever he went out on the streets.
Just as he was thinking about it, a group of young people rushed into the toilet. They seemed to be gangsters from the neighborhood. Zhang Heng had seen them outside the bar a few times. Their hair was dyed, and they were smoking. Many of them were the descendants of the relocated households nearby. Originally, there were two relatively large villages here, but as the city continued to develop and expand, many of the nearby villages eventually became industrial areas or residential areas.
It was a happy thing for everyone. The villagers received compensation and were replaced with high-rise housing. Many people's jobs changed from farming to playing mahjong and collecting rent. However, it was not without its troubles. Not only did the sudden wealth make many people lose their goals in life, but it also made their descendants lose the motivation to work hard.
Since they could eat their fill by collecting rent, many young people in the two villages naturally became gangsters after graduating from high school. Of course, even if it was a trouble, it was a happy one for ordinary people.
These young men dressed up like gangsters in Hong Kong and Taiwanese movies of the last century. They had nothing to do but wander around aimlessly every day. They would go to the arcade to play games, play together in the internet cafe, or bully the small merchants and hawkers nearby. They were immersed in the fantasy that they had created for themselves.
At night, they liked to hang out in front of the nightclubs or bars. Other than helping the nightclub owner solve some problems that the security guards couldn't solve, they would also pick up the bodies of drunk girls on the roadside.
This was a lot different from spending money to find a girl. It gave men more unpredictable excitement and the thrill of conquest. However, this kind of thing was illegal, and it was easy to get into trouble. Some badger jumping gangs would deliberately take advantage of some men's desire to hunt for girls, asking young women to pretend to be corpses and be picked up. After that, the corpse collectors would have to choose between extortion and jail time.
However, these local gangsters didn't have to worry about such things. They were quite familiar with the nearby gangs that played badger games. They were very bold and familiar with the area. They would leave after they were done playing, so there were very few incidents.
They walked into the public toilet with a delirious young girl, talking and laughing. When they saw someone in the toilet, they were stunned.
Although the public toilet wasn't too far from the bar, it wasn't close either. There was another public toilet in the middle, and most people wouldn't come here even if they couldn't find a place to relieve themselves in the bar.
When the group of gangsters entered the toilet, Zhang Heng had already put his hood back on, covering his face. Perhaps it was because his ten years as a pirate had changed him, but he felt that he had become more cold-blooded. He didn't have much of a reaction when he saw the scene.
This was different from the last time he encountered a scavenger being swallowed by a wall. At that time, he rushed to the rescue because the old man and the child had done nothing wrong. They were pure victims, and he was willing to help them as much as he could. But this time, the situation was different.
In essence, the single men and women who went to the nightclub were there to release their excess hormones. They were all adults, and even women who were in a vulnerable position should know very well what would happen if they got drunk at two in the morning. Even so, there were many young girls who were either dead or half-dead outside Sex City every night. To Zhang Heng, it was not something he could do anything about, and there was no point in doing so.
Everyone had the right to choose the life they liked, but at the same time, they had to be responsible for the life they chose.
So he only glanced at them before looking away and walking out the door with his head down.
The next moment, however, an arm appeared in front of him.
"Bro, it's your turn to be lucky today," the leading gangster in a leather jacket said with a grin.
"What do you mean?"
The gangster reached out and pinched the girl's chin, lifting her face up. "See that? She's a top-notch beauty. Nine out of ten. If you don't drive a BMW when you ask for her WeChat, she wouldn't even bring you along. But don't worry about it. We're all brothers in this world, and it's fate that brought us together. Even if she doesn't bring you along, we'll bring you along."
Zhang Heng knew what they were trying to do. All brothers in this world, and it was fate that brought them together was bullshit. This group of people did not expect to bump into someone else in the toilet, and they were worried that he would call the police after he left. So, they used this method to make him an accomplice. At the same time, it would make the looting even more exciting.
It was pointless to explain himself at this time. Even if he said that he wouldn't call the police, these gangsters wouldn't believe him. So, Zhang Heng put his phone back in his pocket and punched the leader in the leather jacket in the face.
He had been working out in the gym recently, and with the 48-hour bonus, his strength had long surpassed that of an ordinary person. Caught off guard, the gangster fell to the ground.
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