"Unfortunately, we can't help you either. I don't know what Fox told you, but we are not the kind of people you think we are," Little Boy said. "We are different from those Albanians …"
"I can help you," Zhang Heng said.
"Really?" The chemistry teacher was pleasantly surprised. After hearing Little Boy's words, he was already in despair. Now, he felt like he had been saved from the brink of death.
"Don't force yourself. Those guys who traded with him are real criminals. They have guns in their hands. We are no match for them," Little Boy reminded. "You are not helping him. You are harming him."
"The situation isn't that bad," Zhang Heng said as he held the steering wheel. "The teacher next to me has what they want. Of course, it would be better if they could just snatch it without paying any price than spending money to buy it. If they could take this opportunity to capture the hen that lays eggs, it would be a great victory for them."
"No, no way. I have an agreement with the person in charge." The chemistry teacher's expression changed drastically.
"Believe me, no one in this world knows how robbers think better than I do," Zhang Heng said.
"Doesn't that prove what I said before? If we go there, we will be walking right into their trap," Little Boy frowned.
"In theory, yes, but …"
"But?"
"But it's not impossible to negotiate. Robbers also have their own behavior logic. They can't just blindly do whatever they want. The point of negotiation is to convince them that the cost of acting recklessly is less than the benefits they can get."
"How? Please teach me," the chemistry teacher begged, "I will give you half of the money we earn this time."
"It's too late. It's hard to change a person's temperament in just one or two hours. If you believe me, don't say anything when you see the person in question. Let me do the talking," Zhang Heng said.
"No problem." The chemistry teacher nodded like a chicken eating rice.
Zhang Heng then said to Little Boy, "This time, it will be more dangerous than expected. I will drop you off somewhere near the subway station. You can go back first."
"No, I said I would go with you. Although 01 has no dealings with those Albanians, they should have heard of our name. If the negotiation really fails and they are prepared to take some drastic measures, they will have to consider the consequences of provoking 01." Little Boy said firmly. "That's right," Little Boy said firmly.
"Okay, but we also need to set some rules. When I negotiate with the Albanians, you stay in the car and don't get out."
"Mm." Little Boy knew that he was not good at dealing with this kind of situation, so he nodded in agreement.
"Then can I also stay in the car?" the chemistry teacher asked expectantly.
"Unfortunately, you can't. You are the key to this deal, so you have to get out of the car. Also, try to control yourself. Don't tremble, don't be afraid. If someone looks at you, don't look away. Act tough. The more you show that you are not afraid of them, the more it will help us gain the upper hand in the negotiation."
"Tough? What do you mean by tough? "the chemistry teacher asked nervously.
"Well, just pretend that you are still standing on the podium and treat those guys opposite you as your students," Zhang Heng said.
"I … I'm not sure if I can do it." The chemistry teacher wiped his sweat.
"Try it," Zhang Heng said. "Don't be too nervous. I'm here anyway."
Zhang Heng drove the Volkswagen to a place half a kilometer away from the trading place. He could feel that this area was obviously different from other places. There were more and more women on the street, each with their own style. Although the temperature was not high, many of them were wearing skimpy clothes or just a coat.
France's attitude toward red-light districts was quite contradictory. It was different from the Netherlands and Germany, which had completely legalized it as an industry. It was also different from the United Kingdom, where it was semi-legalized. Legally, it was illegal. However, the government treated it as a freelance profession and collected taxes.
With the development of society, this ancient industry had begun to become more and more networked. Customers could choose their customers directly online, but the areas controlled by Eastern Europeans still retained some of their traditional characteristics.
"What's wrong?" Seeing Zheng Heng stop the car, the chemistry teacher could not help but feel nervous again.
"Give me five minutes," Zhang Heng said. Little Boy and the chemistry teacher stared at him blankly as he took out the newly bought building blocks.
"Huh?" Little Boy looked at Zhang Heng as if he was kidding her.
The chemistry teacher on the other side was even more anxious. After hesitating for a while, he reminded Zhang Heng, "Now … is not the time to do this kind of thing."
"Don't worry. It's still early anyway," Zhang Heng said as he took out an Italian Beretta 92F pistol. As he spoke, he assembled an Italian Beretta 92F pistol and tossed a few parts to the chemistry teacher next to him. "You should try it too. It will ease the tension in your heart."
"I'll pass." The chemistry teacher immediately returned the building blocks to him.
"Uhh, you're not going to use this toy to negotiate with those Albanians, are you?" Little Boy asked.
"Just in case," Zhang Heng said. He then inserted the Infinite Building Block into the last position. After that, he put the freshly made 92F pistol on his waist. His movements were quick and coherent. Little Boy and the chemistry teacher did not see the moment the toy gun was transformed into a real gun.
"This isn't a game. Do you think those Albanians are idiots?" Little Boy said sternly. "You'll get yourself killed."
"I'm sorry I didn't tell you one thing. In addition to coming from a parallel universe, I'm also a magician," Zhang Heng said. He then waved at the girl who was walking in through the window, indicating that he did not need any service. After that, he started the car again.
"I … I feel a little out of breath!" The chemistry teacher had begun to tremble with nervousness before he even saw the main character. This was not a good sign. Although he had made up his mind, the honest man who had lived a down-to-earth life without even getting a speeding ticket couldn't help but lose control of his body when he thought about what he was about to face. "You should have listened to her advice.
"You should have listened to her advice. Not everyone is suitable to be a criminal. In fact, I've seen a lot of powerful people in this line of work, and they all ended up in a bad state. Besides, CTOS is in the city now. You have to think this through. Once you take this step, you can't go back. Even if you want to stop, someone will use your past to force you to continue. To put it simply, you're on a dead end," Zhang Heng said.
"Thank you … I may not be ready, but I have thought it through," the chemistry teacher said. "This is the only way to save my daughter. Let's get started."
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