When he was still in front of the elevator before, Zhang Heng heard the fishnet stockings woman who talked to mention credits.

Credit points are the official currency of the Human Federation, and almost all goods and services are settled with credits, and Zhang Heng also saw his current credit balance from the bracelet.

- 962 points.

This amount is not much, it is obviously not enough to pay for the service of the fishnet stockings woman, and it is not enough for Xu Qian to buy a new bag, but it is not too little, in terms of the beef ramen that Zhang Heng is eating now, a bowl of ramen has 25 credits, and 962 credits As long as you save a little money, it can also allow Zhang Heng to complete this two-week task.

It's just not known if his salary here is settled on a monthly basis, or if he completes a task and settles it once.

Next to the small noodle restaurant where Zhang Heng eats noodles, there is also a store that sells all kinds of audio equipment, and Zhang Heng also went there to take a turn after eating noodles.

"Shellac records? Haven't heard of it. ”

The owner of the audio equipment store was a man with long hair who looked quite artistic, but when he heard Zhang Heng's question, he shook his head, "Although I don't know what you're looking for, physical records will basically be discontinued in 2039, and now they are all digital audio, and they can be downloaded directly from the Internet, and the effect is better, but ......" He paused, and continued, "There are indeed some people who like old things collecting these things, I'll give you an address, you can go there and try your luck." ”

"Thank you."

After receiving the address, Zhang Heng directly used the navigation module on the bracelet to navigate there, it was a grocery store called the House of Old Things, not far from the audio equipment store, but the location was a little remote, between the two communities, not facing the road, next to a pastry shop that was also not popular.

Although it is not dark yet, but the window of the old house has been hung with a sign of closing, get off work early, I have to say that like its name, its appearance looks quite retro, with the kind of classic glass and wooden door at the end of the twentieth century, in this city full of science and technology, it is rare for Zhang Heng to find a sense of familiarity.

However, it seems that it is not the right time for him to come today, Zhang Heng saw that the opposite side had already gotten off work, so he could only find another time to come again.

However, just as he turned to leave.

The glass and wooden door of the old house was suddenly pushed open.

Out of it ran a young man, who looked to be only sixteen or seventeen years old, with a guitar behind his back and an old stereo under his arm, and beckoned to his companion behind him as he ran, "Hurry up, hurry, that old thing might wake up in a while." ”

And his companion was about the same age as him, holding an electric oven and two routers with antennas, but the expression on his face was a little sad, "Wang Qian, do you think these things can really be sold for money?" Last time, the rags haven't found a buyer yet. ”

"We can go and ask the museum, if not, we'll sell it back, isn't this place a place to recycle old things?" The young man in the lead said.

But before the young man could speak, he saw his companion suddenly retract his feet and stand still.

Caught off guard, he almost bumped into the young man named Wang Qian in front of him.

"What's the matter, didn't you say you were going to run?" The young man behind complained, but when he raised his head and looked around his companion's body, he immediately became nervous when he saw Zhang Heng opposite.

The three of them just stood there and looked at each other for about four or five seconds.

After that, the young man named Wang Qian opened his mouth and said tentatively, "Who are you?" ”

"Bodyguard." Zhang Heng replied.

"What?!" The two teenagers were shocked when they heard this, "We just take some garbage casually, is Old Man Geng specifically looking for a bodyguard to guard against it?" ”

"You seem to have misunderstood something," Zhang Heng said, "I'm not the bodyguard of the owner of this shop." ”

Wang Qian breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, "That's good, it scares me to death." ”

"But ......," Zhang Heng changed his words, "it's always bad to take people's things, not to mention that you're not afraid of being photographed by the security system in the store?" When the time comes, as soon as you call the police, you'll be finished. ”

"It doesn't matter, Old Man Geng's shop doesn't have a security system, and he is very weird and doesn't trust the police." The young man behind Wang Qian said quickly, but when he finished speaking, he realized that he seemed to be a little too talkative.

Wang Qian glared at his companion, and then said to Zhang Heng, "Since the matter has nothing to do with you, it is better for you to get out of the way, friend." ”

"Or else?" Zhang Heng asked rhetorically.

"Otherwise......" Wang Gan gritted his teeth, put down the speaker under his arm, and took out a knife for peeling fruit from his pocket, "Otherwise, don't blame us for being polite." ”

Zhang Heng didn't react when he heard this, he just glanced at the [Tibetan sheath] on his waist.

The eyes of the two teenagers on the other side followed him to the horizontal knife, and their faces turned white in an instant, they were not professional robbers in the first place, they were just idle to do something to have fun with their boring life, and to earn some capital that they could brag about at school, and they didn't even expect the pile of garbage in their hands to sell for any price, and of course they wouldn't bring any decent weapons.

The only knife is compared with the guy on Zhang Heng's waist, and the length is not enough to see at all, and it can be seen at a glance who is a real man.

Seeing this, the two glanced at each other and obediently put down the things in their hands.

And Zhang Heng also sideways to get out of the way, and advised, "Let's go, don't come back again, if you are bumped into by me next time, it won't be so simple." ”

After scaring away the two teenagers, Zhang Heng bent down to pick up the pile of things they had fallen to the ground.

Then the door of the old house opened again, and an old man who looked to be in his sixties walked out of it with an honest shotgun and yelled, "Hands up!" You goddamn thief. ”

"Well, actually, the thieves were just chased away by me, and since it's not the first time you've been patronized by them, you should know them too," Zhang Heng explained, "I was planning to send these things back to your shop."

"I can't fool me, the boy with the bow, this is clearly a black eating black." The old man's cheeks were red, and he gasped, "You followed those two little bastards to my shop, and when they stole my treasure, you came and robbed them." ”

"It makes sense." When the old man spoke, Zhang Heng also smelled a smell of wine in the air, so he didn't talk nonsense, put down the router and speaker in his hand, and then suddenly made a move.

The old man only felt a flower in front of him, and when he reacted, the shotgun had already come to Zhang Heng's hand like magic.

Seeing Zhang Heng turn the muzzle of the gun at him, he seemed to suddenly come to his senses, nodded and said seriously, "Well, I believe you are here to help." ”