I Have 48 Hours a Day

Zhang Heng found Song Jia in the innermost compartment of the bar women's toilet.

Fortunately, the translator was just comatose. Zhang Heng roughly checked and found that her body was not a big deal, so she awakened her. As a result, Song Jia looked dazed and couldn’t remember what happened before. .

Her memory stayed when she was washing her hands in the toilet, not knowing that she had actually walked through the ghost door.

If it weren’t for the guy who claimed to be Naiaratopip, the original plan was to insert the freshly baked spine into Zhang Heng’s body without anyone knowing, it is estimated that Song Jia’s live mouth would not be left. He should still have a way to get things done tonight.

However, this time with Nayaratotip, Zhang Heng is not without gain.

The ability to control water is improved again. Secondly, what is really important is that he got the last piece of the puzzle about his life from Nayaratutip, combined with the story that Sachus told before, and Loki is coming. Those words that he said before his death, he can finally restore what happened that year.

Of course, Zhang Heng didn’t think that Nayaratotip was really as honest as he said, and he told everything honestly. In fact, almost all of Nayaratotip’s words in the previous conversation It was around how to make him accept the spine willingly.

The role of the **** gadget is obviously not just to help him resist the spiritual attack of the owner of the ice city. Zhang Heng believes that Nayaratopip also concealed some other things, but on the other hand, in order to let him Putting the spine into the body, Nayaratopip was indeed unprecedentedly honest about other things.

Of course, the most important thing is the attitude shown by Nyaratotip. He showed great confidence from beginning to end. He seemed to be convinced that apart from accepting his proposal, Zhang Heng had no second path at all. Zhang Heng explicitly rejected him, and after the two met again, he also left a sentence warning Zhang Heng not to go to the city under the ice.

It seems to Naiaratopip that the separation between the two this time does not mean that they have become enemies, and there will certainly be a day to meet again, and on that day, Zhang Heng will believe what he said before. Those words, accept that spine again.

"What are you thinking?" Song Jia asked Zhang Heng frowning.

"It's nothing. It's almost dawn. I'll drive you home first." Zhang Heng said.

"Oh, okay, trouble you." Song Jia stood up from the ground. She thought that she had slept in the toilet for so long, and her cheeks were feverish. Sure enough, it would be no good to get drunk.

As a result, she just got up and walked in from outside to see a female wine guest. The female wine guest saw Zhang Heng froze there. After about two seconds, she stretched her head out and looked at the logo above, confirming that it was indeed The women's toilet, then looked at Zhang Heng and Song Jia's eyes became a little weird.

Song Jia knew what the other person was thinking, because after changing her thoughts of seeing this scene, it should be similar, but she had difficulty speaking at this time, so she lowered her head and quickly left the women's toilet after Zhang Heng. .

Zhang Heng took Songjia's off-road vehicle to send her back to her residence, and then went back to the hotel to sleep for a night. After a night of tossing, he also felt a trace of tiredness. The news also needs to be slowly digested, but this is all afterwards.

Zhang Heng originally thought that he would sleep until noon, but he didn't expect that he opened his eyes shortly after lying down. However, he looked at his right hand and found that the starfish he had been wearing was not there. At the same time, the light outside the window shines through the gap of the curtain.

Zhang Heng walked to the bed, opened the window, and saw that the entire street was burning, and his eyes were full of flames. The shops, cars, and trees on the street were all lit, even the hotel room where he was. There was a burnt smell.

The fire was approaching the bedroom on the second floor where he was. The fire was fierce. Zhang Heng got dressed and did not go to the side of the stairs because it was already surrounded by flames. He directly turned the window and landed on the ground.

Although Greenland’s public finances are average, various public service departments seem to be understaffed, but the fire situation is already so serious that it is still a strange thing that fire has not yet been seen. Zhang Heng looked up, almost I can’t see the houses that are not burning anymore, and many houses are far apart, and I don’t know how the fire spread.

Even more strange is that even if the fire does not come, the locals have no reason to watch their house burn like this. In fact, Zhang Heng found that he didn’t see anyone on the street until he walked out about five. Ten meters away, at a crossroads, I finally saw a person, but Zhang Heng could no longer ask what came out of his mouth.

Because the poor guy was surrounded by the fire, although he was still running, it looked like a burning torch, and he planted it on the ground without crossing the intersection, and climbed a few steps forward. In the end, there was no movement.

This is obviously a very tragic scene, but Zhang Heng did not see any painful expression on the face of the burned guy. Instead, the torch man’s eyes were full of joy and madness, and this picture The expression Zhang Heng is no stranger, because in the art museum, those fanatics are like this.

Zhang Heng seemed to think of something, raised his eyebrows, then he crossed the corpse on the ground and continued to walk forward, and five minutes later he finally met a new living person, and this time more than one.

Those were three young people and an old man. The three young people were all dressed up as students, but they were not holding books but torches and gasoline, and the old man was carrying a shotgun.

They were playing a pleasant game. The old man blasted a student’s head with a shotgun, and the other two students splashed gasoline on him. The old man turned the muzzle and killed another student. , But another student finally struck a match and ignited the old man so that the latter would burn with the street.

At the same time, the student picked up the shotgun that the old man had fallen to the ground, and aimed at Zhang Heng who was coming here. However, when he raised the shotgun, he lost the shadow of the Chinese.

Zhang Heng casually picked up a broken lamp from the roadside and stabbed a piece of sharp glass into the neck of the last student. Afterwards, instead of looking at the corpse of the other party, he continued to walk forward.

At the end of the street, he saw a figure.

The figure was sitting on a throne formed by corpses, overlooking him from the top, like a king, and at the same time, Zhang Heng also looked up at the person on the throne, the eyes of the two intersect, Zhang Heng saw that He has a face exactly like him.

No, to be more precise, the person sitting on the throne is now him, but the flashing eyes in those eyes are completely different from him, full of indescribable horror.