The two did not stand on the side of the road for too long. Soon, they found their companions.
At a glance, Zhang Heng and Old Man Geng were surrounded in the middle. However, this group of people also took into account the flow of people here and the guards at the station not far away. They did not make a move immediately. It seemed that they planned to wait for Zhang Heng and Old Man Geng to walk to a more remote place before making their move.
When Old Man Geng saw this, he suddenly became nervous again. He then whispered to Zhang Heng, "How are you doing? Can you handle so many people?"
"I can, but it seems that I don't need to do anything." While speaking, Zhang Heng looked at a woman in a cheongsam across the road.
The latter did not look like someone who would appear on this level at all.
Her facial features did not look outstanding. In other words, she looked slightly better than ordinary people. Even on this level, she was just one of the many people. However, she had a very unique and strong temperament.
Xu Qian's temperament was not bad because she had practiced dancing before. However, compared to her, Xu Qian's temperament was overshadowed. Even Qiu Wei, who appeared in the advertisement in the mall and had tens of millions of fans, was slightly inferior to Xu Qian in terms of temperament.
Qiu Wei was obviously more beautiful and younger. However, if the two stood together, Qiu Wei would look more like an ugly duckling.
It was a very strange feeling, as if an angel was trapped in a mortal's body.
It was a pity. If she could have Qiu Wei's face and started a live broadcast, she could easily blow up the Internet and gain hundreds of millions of crazy fans.
In addition to her appearance and temperament, Zhang Heng actually paid more attention to her left arm at this moment.
For some reason, her left arm was missing, and it was replaced by a prosthetic limb. There was no artificial skin attached to it, and the white alloy shell was directly exposed.
It looked quite thin and slender, but Zhang Heng did not dare to underestimate this arm.
Among the information Zhang Heng collected about this era, there was information related to mechanical prosthetics, and he paid special attention to it.
As early as 2019, the research and development of mechanical prosthetics was already a hot topic. There were also many relatively mature products. Not only could these products help disabled people who had lost their limbs complete some daily movements, but they could also allow these disabled people to do things that ordinary people couldn't do.
Not to mention, the quest he entered this time was even more technologically advanced.
Some extremists even took the initiative to replace their bodies with corresponding mechanical parts in order to pursue greater strength and speed. Of course, this was explicitly prohibited by laws and regulations.
Zhang Heng did not know what kind of ability the mechanical prosthetics of the cheongsam woman gave her, but judging from the sword hanging on her waist, the mechanical hand was obviously not just used to hold chopsticks and arrange flowers.
When the signal light turned green, the cheongsam woman crossed the road and walked in front of Zhang Heng and Old Geng.
She cut to the chase and said, "Follow me."
After that, she turned around and walked towards another intersection. With her appearance, the expressions of those restless guys changed. They bowed to the figure and retreated into the crowd.
Zhang Heng said to Old Man Geng, "It seems that the person you are looking for is not simple."
"New Shanghai 0297 was invested and built by the Shengtang Morgan Group. These guys are a group of profit-oriented bastards. They clearly have the ability and technology to manage this city well, but they deliberately treat the five levels differently and adopt a semi-laissez-faire attitude toward the first level. First, they can reduce the expenditure. Second, they want to stimulate the people here to climb up and create more wealth. However, no matter which land, there will be a ruler, and this place is no exception. Shengtang Morgan Group has given up on this place, and naturally, there will be others to fill the power gap left by them. What we are going to meet now is the guy who actually rules this place," Old Man Geng said.
Zhang Heng frowned and stopped in his tracks. "Why didn't you tell me earlier that you were going to meet the local tyrant? Are you serious? Are you going to let me accompany you to a dangerous place just for two shellac records? "
"We won't be in any danger. I asked you to come just in case." Old Man Geng wiped the sweat on his forehead and defended himself. But when he thought that he was going to meet such a big shot, he was a little nervous. "I'm not here to trade this time. I'm just a middleman. I'm just a middleman," said Old Man Geng.
"In other words, it's not a big deal for them to kill you?" Zhang Heng said lightly.
"They won't do that." Old Man Geng looked at the cheongsam woman who stopped not far away and looked at them quietly. He was a little anxious. "Boy, can't we talk about this when we get back? We haven't even met the person in question. Don't cause internal strife and let them see us as a joke. Besides, you have promised to be my bodyguard. You have to keep your word."
Zhang Heng was unmoved when he heard what Old Man Geng said. "That's because you hid important information. You only paid me to deal with small fries, and you want me to be your main attacker when you fight the boss? "
"Then what do you want?"
"Either we renegotiate a reasonable price, or we part ways and go our separate ways," Zhang Heng said.
"How much do you want?" Old Man Geng asked helplessly.
"If you didn't lie to me this time, I want ten shellac records." Zhang Heng did not take advantage of this time to demand an exorbitant price. He just gave a more reasonable price after re-evaluating the risk.
Old Man Geng seemed to feel a little pained when he heard Zhang Heng's offer. "How about I give you three more?"
Zhang Heng was too lazy to respond.
"Alright then, ten it is." Old Man Geng had to give in in the end. Other than the fact that he couldn't find anyone else to be his bodyguard, as Zhang Heng said, the price was indeed not too much. Even if he hired someone in advance, the price was almost the same.
The cheongsam woman on the side quietly listened to the two bargaining. She did not speak during this period. It was only after the two finalized the deal that she said, "You two don't have to worry. You are our guests. Mr. G will not hurt our guests."
"I know, I know," Old Man Geng nodded quickly. Old Man Geng also nodded quickly. "Mr. G's credibility has always been well-known. I hired a bodyguard just to protect me on the way back and forth."
The cheongsam woman did not expose Old Man Geng's obviously insincere words. Instead, she said, "Do you have anything else to deal with? If not, let's continue our journey. Don't let Mr. G wait too long."
"Of course, please lead the way." Seeing the cheongsam woman turn around again, Old Man Geng grabbed the briefcase in his hand and followed her.
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