"You're going out, now?"

Wei Jiangyang, the head of the dormitory, just watched the movie with his girlfriend, and floated back to the dormitory at 9:45 in the evening, exuding the sour smell of love all over his body, and pushed open the door to see Zhang Heng wearing a sportswear and squatting on the ground to tie his shoes.

"yes, there's an event in the evening."

"Activities? Is it dating? Wei Jiangyang treated others with himself, and a mysterious smile suddenly appeared on his face, brother, I understand you.

Chen Huadong, who was drinking Coke and watching a movie on the side, was shocked when he heard this, "What, Zhang Gongzi, isn't the person you like me?" ”

Ma Wei, the eldest in the dormitory, also put down the English book in his hand at this time, and couldn't help but speak, "Zhang Heng, your conditions are so good, it should be easy to find a girlfriend, but now you are still single, if it weren't for the same bedroom with you, I would have thought you were a." ”

Ma Wei's emotion is not without reason, his family conditions are the worst among the four people in the dormitory, his parents are the kind of honest farmers, he likes a girl in the class when he was in high school, but this feeling has always been hidden in his heart.

It wasn't until the second semester of his freshman year that the four people in the dormitory celebrated his birthday outside, and he drank too much that night to tell the story, and then Zhang Heng and they knew that the girl was admitted to the same city as him, so they pouted Ma Wei together to confess, but the latter shook his head and refused.

Ma Wei's situation in the dormitory is clear to the other three people, knowing that he has to rely on the national award to pay tuition fees and reduce the burden on his family, he usually studies hardest, soaking in the library every day, and works part-time as a tutor to make money in the rest of the time, so he has no time to fall in love.

However, this kind of thing can not be helped by others, Ma Wei has a strong self-esteem, and he activities with the dormitory, and others want to waive his fees but he refuses.

Zhang Heng patted Ma Wei's shoulder and said helplessly, "Don't tease me, it's really not a date tonight, and I'm not a, but I haven't met the girl I like yet." ”

Chen Huadong raised the Coke in his hand, "When you meet it, you must let the brothers open their eyes and see who the demon girl can take down our Shecao Zhang Gongzi." ”

…………

finally dealt with the three melon-eating parties, and by the time Zhang Heng walked out of the school gate, the time had already come to ten o'clock.

If it weren't for the string of numbers on his right arm that he found in the shower, Zhang Heng would even suspect that what happened in the maid's coffee shop this afternoon was just a hallucination of his.

He asked the lovely maid lady with cat ears, who was sure that he was the only one in the position from the time he entered the shop to the time he left.

And the handsome maid who was in charge of mixing drinks also said that she had only mixed a cup of forbidden love during that time.

"Never question a bartender, because every glass of work is infused with something called love, and it is impossible for a person to forget his love." The latter is cool and cool.

“……”

For everyone else in the store, it was as if the conversation just a few minutes ago had never happened.

Speaking of which, the guy in the Tang suit and top hat tie seems to have mentioned that this meeting is forbidden, but he will solve the trouble.

Therefore, Zhang Heng guessed that this was probably his so-called solution.

Time callback?

Zhang Heng became more and more curious about who that guy was, all his abilities seemed to be related to time, but now was not the time to think about this kind of problem, for now he needed to deal with the upcoming game first.

After leaving school, he followed Baidu's navigation, first took the subway to an industrial area outside the Fifth Ring Road, and then switched to jogging to warm himself up.

At 10:45, he was outside the bar called Sex and the City.

This place is a bit remote, Zhang Heng saw several gangster-looking guys along the way, looking at him with an unkind look while smoking, and a few drunk and coolly dressed girls squatting on the side of the road and vomiting.

Zhang Heng didn't want to cause trouble, put on the hood behind his tracksuit, and kept a constant speed passing by them.

The front of the bar was more lively than he expected.

Sex and the City is a disused factory that covers a large area, with rusty factories painted with all sorts of graffiti and luxury cars and supercars parked in front of it.

This is the time when the bar business is at its best, and the city's young people flock here from all directions.

Before entering the door, a deafening sound came from inside the factory, as if it was about to tear people's souls apart. Zhang Heng frowned, although the uninvited guest who drank the same drink as him kept emphasizing that he should not reveal anything, and he would naturally know everything when the game went deeper, but there was still some vague information left between the lines.

Either way, his organization should be old and secretive enough, and it's not the first time they've hosted similar games, yet the world has been unaware of their existence.

This shows that they are doing a good enough job of guarding secrets.

But now there are at least seven or eight hundred people in the place where Zhang Heng is, and there are thighs and buttocks everywhere as far as the eye can see, and there are cool laser lights that move together with DJs, if that so-called dangerous game unfolds here, Zhang Heng will bet that Douyin and YouTube will definitely be overwhelmed with videos the next day.

So is there a word wrong in the address?

This is a common mistake that most people make, especially considering the age of the other person, and it shouldn't be too surprising.

At this moment, Zhang Heng noticed the black shadow on the upper right.

Strictly speaking, it is not a second floor, but a huge shipping container is fixed to the west wall by a steel structure, and an iron ladder leads to it, and under the iron ladder stand two strong men in suits and sunglasses.

Several drunken young men and women seemed to want to run up and play, but were stopped by the two men.

One of the rich second generations should be very rich in the family, so he directly sprinkled a handful of banknotes on the other party's face, and the people around him found that the young man spilled a hundred dollar bills, and immediately became commotion and began to rob.

But the two strong men didn't react.

The rich second generation was a little angry, and poured the wine in his hand on the faces of the two, probably arrogant, and he wanted to rush up with his feet directly, but the next moment no one saw what was happening, his body suddenly flew upside down, knocked over several people in a row, and a wine table, and finally lay on the ground with a bloody face, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Several of his companions were frightened to wake up when they saw this scene, and several men wanted to say a few cruel words, but when they saw one of the guys slowly wiping their sunglasses, they finally shrank their eggs, and picked up the unconscious rich second generation and hurriedly ran to the parking lot.

When the commotion subsided, the others looked at the two strong men with a faint trace of fear, and did not dare to lean over again.

Zhang Heng waited for another five minutes to make sure that no one was paying attention to this side anymore, and then he took a deep breath and walked up.

The two strong men in suits looked at him expressionlessly from behind their sunglasses, that gaze made people feel a coldness, Zhang Heng felt that he was facing two male lions on the prairie who were ready to hunt, but his composure played a role again, he pulled up his sleeves, revealing the string of numbers on his arms.

In this process, he was still a little worried, the tragic situation of the rich second generation just now was quite unforgettable, although Zhang Heng had been guessing that the number on his arm was the ticket to the game, but he did not rule out other possibilities.

Fortunately, the worst didn't happen, he didn't follow in the footsteps of the rich second generation, and cosed human flesh bowling in the air.

After a while, the two tower-like figures stepped aside without saying a word, revealing the road behind them.