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Chapter 392

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The game's background this time was obviously related to the Internet, and it was the first time Zhang Heng encountered a main mission where he could choose between two options. However, the two directions given by the system were obviously opposite. In a sense, the single-player mode this time was more like a faction confrontation.

Players who chose different directions would automatically become opponents.

Of course, no matter which direction he chose, the first thing he had to do was to find the guy named Edward mentioned in the main mission. Considering that there were at least 100,000 people named Edward in this world, it was like looking for a needle in a haystack.

So if there was no accident, someone should be able to guide him to Edward or give him some hints.

Zhang Heng did not find any other suspected players in the casino, but Flannel-shirt did manage to catch his attention. Although he had disguised his appearance, the glasses on his face, his slightly hunched back, and his slender and flexible fingers, especially his innate temperament, were hard to hide.

If Zhang Heng's guess was right, this guy should have been working with computers for a long time. Like the staff with the high cheekbones, Zhang Heng could also see that Flannel-shirt cheated during the game, but he couldn't figure out how he did it.

Later inspection also proved that Flannel-shirt did not tamper with the video poker machine, which made things even more interesting.

Without any evidence, the staff with the high cheekbones could only let the two leave the casino. At the same time, to eliminate the negative impact of this incident, they had to give them a bottle of expensive red wine.

While other tourists were envious of the two's good luck tonight, Zhang Heng knew that the casino was not going to let them go so easily.

The bottle of red wine was the best evidence.

When the two left the casino, the staff with the high cheekbones also walked into the staff lounge. When he pushed the door open, he took out his mobile phone, and Zhang Heng quickly walked out of the casino.

However, Flannel-shirt and his "wife" left quickly, obviously worried that they would be followed by the casino. Zhang Heng came out a little later, and the two had already disappeared. Zhang Heng, however, was not in a hurry. He noticed a hotel next to him, so he turned around and walked into the lobby, following a pair of guests to the sixth floor. After that, he went through the fire escape to the top floor.

From here, he could see half of Monaco. Although it was already late at night, many places in this bustling tourist attraction were still brightly lit. With the help of the Filter Lens, Zhang Heng quickly found the two again.

After confirming the direction, Zhang Heng began to move in that direction. Since the surrounding buildings were relatively close, Zhang Heng simply chose the route of the rooftops. This would also help him keep track of the two's position.

Less than five minutes later, a black Buick that was gradually approaching them caught Zhang Heng's attention.

Just then, Checkered Shirt and his wife stopped. It seemed like they had gotten into an argument.

Zhang Heng saw a pullover and short-sleeved shirt hanging on the balcony under his feet, so he used them to cover his face. He also picked up a table knife from the coffee table on another balcony. After that, the black Buick stopped behind the checkered shirt like a ghost.

Zhang Heng was not in a hurry to make a move. Instead, he hid on the balcony of a house on the second floor to get a better understanding of the situation below. After confirming that the black Buick was indeed related to the casino, and that these strong men should not have any firearms on them, he jumped down from the balcony to help the two.

Although he had to face four enemies at the same time, Zhang Heng managed to kill one of them with a knee strike before anyone could react. With his Lv.3 swordsmanship, the pressure on the remaining three was much less. Zhang Heng did not want to incur a grudge with the casino. After all, the grudge between Flannel-shirt and the casino was not that big, and there was no reason for him to escalate the conflict.

Flannel-shirt was obviously taken aback by Zhang Heng's skills, and he froze on the spot. However, his "wife" reacted quickly, taking advantage of this moment to pull him away.

The bald man did not immediately chase after her, and neither did Zhang Heng.

The bald man raised his eyebrows and asked, "Are you with them?"

Monaco was closest to France, and it had always been dependent on France before its independence. Hence, the language spoken by the residents here was also French. The reason Zhang Heng could understand them was because he had spent ten years in the Black Sail quest learning French, Spanish, Italian, Dutch, and Latin.

Of course, after two hundred years, there were still some differences in pronunciation, grammar, and word habits between the French of that time and the French of today. Still, daily communication was not a problem.

Zhang Heng did not answer. He just pointed to the mobile phone in the bald man's hand. There was an electronic map on the screen, and a red dot was moving on it. This was how the black Buick could locate the couple.

"There's no other way." The bald man sighed and got out of the car. At the same time, the driver, who was more than 1.9 meters tall and built like an iron tower, also got out of the car. He threw a golf club to the bald man, and he put on a pair of brass knuckles. Zhang Heng had no doubt that the knuckles could shatter a person's bones if hit.

"I was taught by my parents to be a polite person since I was a child, especially when it comes to tourists who can bring us income. I have always been polite, showing my gentlemanly demeanor. But if someone comes to my house and messes with me, I'm sorry, but I have no choice but to let them experience another kind of passion in Monaco." The bald man shook his neck, put on a fighting stance, and then waved at Zhang Heng.

Two minutes later, he and the driver joined the four previous companions in the luxury meal. Clutching his stomach, he curled up on the ground, gasping in pain.

Zhang Heng walked up to him, took out the mobile phone from his pocket, and put the unlocked screen in front of him.

"You may be able to beat us, but don't even think about it … hiss … 7588."

Seeing that Zhang Heng was pointing the knife in his hand at his eyes, the bald man immediately changed the subject and told Zhang Heng his mobile phone password.

Although he was very dedicated, he would not be so dedicated that he was willing to give up his eyes. What's more, the dispute between the checkered shirt and the casino was only 40,000 euros. This amount of money was nothing to the casino. What the casino was really worried about was the emergence of a new kind of trick. At the same time, it would spread, and others would use this method to cheat money from the casino.

"Thank you." Zhang Heng unlocked the phone with the password, confirmed where the checkered shirt couple was sitting, and turned to leave.

"You have no idea who you are messing with. No matter where you hide in Europe, we can find you," the bald man shouted behind him. The bald man shouted behind him. When he saw that Zhang Heng had stopped and was walking towards him, his expression suddenly changed, and he quickly said, "I was just joking. Don't take it to heart."

"Help me pass a message to the boss behind you. I can promise that I won't attack Monaco's casinos in the future, and I won't leak the technology to others. In exchange, you will stop pursuing this matter," Zhang Heng said.

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