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Chapter 262

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That group of hooligans was used to running wild in this area. Relying on their numbers, they pretended to be fierce. Every time, they were the ones who bullied others. This was the first time that they were bullied to the point of being bullied.

Zhang Heng's punch came too suddenly, and there was no warning. The leader of the hooligans was still inviting Zhang Heng to join the party, and the other hooligans thought it was a novel and exciting way to play, grinning one after another.

Unexpectedly, something even more exciting happened after that. The guy dressed like a student on the other side did not say a word and directly attacked. The leather jacket guy was hit by the sudden punch, and then his head hit the floor again. His vision went black, and he fainted before he could even shout 'Holy sh * t'.

The other gangsters were also stunned by this scene. They stood rooted to the ground, forgetting to fight back for a moment. However, reality was not a turn-based game, and Zhang Heng had no intention of holding back. After killing the man with the leather jacket, he immediately grabbed the collar of the second gangster and threw him over his shoulder. The second gangster was even more unlucky. As he fell, he hit his forehead on the sink, and blood gushed out. He instantly lost his ability to fight.

After living in the Caribbean for more than ten years, Zhang Heng had not only leveled up his swordsmanship to Lv.3. Even without a knife in hand, his melee combat ability was still impressive. The shoulder throw just now was one of Annie's unique skills. Zhang Heng learned it when they were practicing together. Coupled with his rich combat experience, it was difficult to find a worthy opponent in this kind of street fight.

In just five seconds, Zhang Heng had defeated two opponents.

However, after this period of time, the remaining three hooligans finally came to their senses. They let go of the girl in their hands and shouted to cheer themselves up. At the same time, they pulled out their switchblades and waved them in front of Zhang Heng's eyes.

This trick was usually quite useful to scare ordinary people, but unfortunately, they ran into Zhang Heng today. Just by looking at the way they held their knives and the way they walked, Zhang Heng knew that these hooligans had not gone through any systematic training. Basically, they were full of flaws. It was fine when they did not move, but once they moved, those flaws became even more obvious.

However, a sharp weapon like a switchblade was still quite dangerous in a fight, especially in a scuffle. This was also why Zhang Heng chose to take down two of them first. It would be easier for him to deal with the remaining three.

The entire battle lasted less than a minute from the beginning to the end. Zhang Heng had held back. Of the five punks, except for the two who were knocked unconscious by Zhang Heng, the remaining three were still conscious despite being punched a few times. The most tragic of them was the one who rushed up to Zhang Heng and failed to stab him. Instead, Zhang Heng pushed his head into the urinal and kicked him in the back.

A battle of this intensity was nothing compared to his pirate career. He didn't even break a sweat. After that, the three gangsters, who were still able to move, said a few harsh words to Zhang Heng before dragging the unconscious Leather Jacket and another of their companions, whose face was covered in blood, and ran away.

Zhang Heng symbolically chased after them, but the hooligans were too afraid. They tripped over the steps on the sidewalk and fell into the green belt next to them. After that, the group became a lot more well-behaved. They no longer dared to talk dirty, and all they could do was run for their lives.

Zhang Heng had no interest in chasing after them. However, when he returned to the public toilet, he could not help but frown.

There were still traces of the fight in the toilet. There was a pool of blood on the ground, which was left by the unlucky guy who knocked his head on the sink. There was also the saliva of the man in the leather jacket who was knocked unconscious. There was also a sports shoe, three switchblades, and a small dent on the stainless steel handrail of the urinal.

Everything was almost the same as when Zhang Heng left two minutes ago. The only difference was that the unconscious girl on the ground was gone.

Did she walk away on her own?

Zhang Heng's attention was on the group of hooligans, and he did not pay attention to what happened in the toilet behind him. It was not impossible for the girl to take advantage of this time to escape. This public toilet had two doors, one in the front and one in the back. He and the hooligans used the front door, and there was a back door. Not far from the back door was a small open park with lush vegetation. It would take less than two minutes to jog there.

Although the girl seemed unconscious when she was brought here by the hooligans, Zhang Heng could not determine the extent of the girl's drunkenness. Plus, there was a lot of noise during the fight, and she might have woken up in the middle of the fight. If she was smart enough, she could continue to pretend to be drunk until all the men left before escaping into the park.

After deducing what happened after he left, Zhang Heng had no intention of chasing after him. He didn't have any other feelings for the girl, and he didn't care if she thanked him or not. The reason why he fought those thugs had nothing to do with her. It was because he couldn't leave if he didn't make a move. Since the girl escaped on her own, it saved him a lot of trouble. He didn't have to contact her relatives or friends to pick her up.

Zhang Heng simply cleaned up the blood and a few switchblades on the ground to avoid unnecessary trouble. After that, he got up and left the public toilet.

At this time, the dormitory was already locked, and Zhang Heng did not want to trouble the dormitory manager downstairs. As usual, he found a chain hotel and booked a single room.

Nowadays, most hotels were equipped with facial recognition equipment. When facing the camera, Zhang Heng had to take off the hood of his down jacket and raise his face. Unsurprisingly, his appearance shocked the receptionist.

The receptionist scanned his ID card twice in a row, but she did not get any information that matched him to the fugitive online. This should have been good news, but the receptionist still did not seem to want to believe it.

In the end, Zhang Heng had to take out his student ID card and campus card to show the receptionist. The receptionist was very surprised. When she returned the ID card and room card, she could not help but ask, "Are you really only nineteen years old?"

"Uh, there is still some time before Chinese New Year. So yes, I should still be nineteen." Zhang Heng took the room card.

Until he got into the elevator, the receptionist downstairs was still immersed in a state of disbelief. She had been in this position for two years, and because of her work, she had seen many different kinds of people. In order to kill the boredom of her mechanical work, she had invented some small games to entertain herself. One of her favorite was guessing a customer's occupation.

When a person walked into the hotel, the receptionist would simulate the other person's occupation in her mind. Then, she would verify it with the other party when they were issuing an invoice or chatting while they were paying the bill.

She never got tired of this little game. After two years of training, she could now guess seventy to eighty percent of the time. This was probably a so-called superpower of ordinary people.

But this time, the superpower that she was so proud of seemed to have completely failed.

Student? How is that possible? This kind of temperament, well, if she had to describe it, it was a bit similar to the pirate leaders in the movies and TV series who killed without blinking an eye.

But the next moment, the receptionist was amused by her whimsical thinking.

It was the twenty-first century in China. How could such an inexplicable thing exist?

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