I Have 48 Hours a Day

Everyone has a secret. Zhang Heng didn't ask Shen Xixi how to get the small balance. What agreement was reached with Justice Goddess of Justice that night, and Shen Xixi didn't ask Zhang Heng very well. How do you know where yogurt and 1810 will meet.

She and Black Swan both came here with Zhang Heng to appear at a critical moment, stopping one, no, it should be two tragedies.

Now Zhang Heng already owns two B-level props, second only to the absolute high level of some grand guilds, but his biggest secret is the extra 24 hours. According to Shen Xixi, Zhang Heng is the whole night Both were investigating the kidnapping of yogurt with her, but in fact Zhang Heng left Shen Dongxing's apartment after zero hours, and spent about four hours using the tracking technique learned by the deductive copy to find the two. After that, Zhang Heng However, he was not busy binding people, but just quietly implanted a Trojan horse program for monitoring and positioning on Yogurt and Shen Dongxing's mobile phones.

If 1810 arrived and acknowledged the result, the investigation of this matter would end here. If 1810 did not recognize, Zhang Heng could quickly find yogurt and Shen Dongxing.

Anyway, in the end this matter was considered to be successfully resolved, but the price was that the original team was disbanded in 1810. When they broke up, the black swan suggested Zhang Heng. If Zhang Heng was willing to play with her, the two said Maybe something can happen, but was declined by Zhang Heng.

恒 Zhang Heng has not had any idea of ​​team formation since the beginning of the game. Although the difficulty of the agent's war copy has increased, for now, he can handle it alone.

In addition, Zhang Heng also looked for the final paragraph in 1810.

The latter did not have enough points to pay, and in addition, [Death Illusion] has been exposed, and finally decided to give Zhang Heng this C-level prop with one remaining use.

Zhang Heng considered it and agreed to the transaction. [Death Illusion] This kind of prop is quite special. It is not bad as a hole card, but it also has certain limitations. Once it is known, the characteristics will be completely invalidated. I didn't expect to get away by fake death or anything.

In this way, he got three items in only one night, especially the last item in the shadow series. Zhang Heng said goodbye to the black swan and Shen Xixi and did not go elsewhere. He went directly to the game point and found Miss Bartender.

"Haha, you really have this set of things, it's quite efficient." Miss Bartender said after seeing the four items on the table.

"You said that when I found them all, I could inherit some of the power of the original owner." Zhang Hengdao.

"Yes, that's right, but I also told you that it will go through some form of test." Miss Bartender said as she picked up the "Shadow Key", "You have only one use of this thing The number of times, and the new thing you got, once you decide to inherit the power, they can no longer be used, whether it is successful or not. "

"I know, but it doesn't matter."

[Shadow Key] and [Shadow Foot] are both E and F level props, which are limited in value and have been used. [Shadow Key] has only one use count left, Zhang Heng considered After all, he still decided not to wait. After all, he has a lot of messy props, but he only has one pair of hands.

In contrast, game items are already overflowing, and each copy must be considered first. It is as painful as thinking about what to eat and what to wear every morning. Instead of replacing it with an agent-like ability.

既然 "Since you have no opinion," the bartender Xiaowenyan shrugged. "When are you going to be tested?"

"Are there any prerequisite ceremonies?"

"Of course the ceremony is needed, but it's simple, you can do it now if you want."

"Then start now." Zhang Hengdao.

Uh ...

In less than a quarter of an hour, Miss Bartender completed all the preparations. Zhang Heng looked aside and felt that she was no different from the usual bartender, except that the raw materials used for the bartender were replaced with some weird materials, including the lizard tail and the mouse skull. She put them together in a wallbreaker and shattered them, and then the bartender wrapped some suspicious tobacco into a homemade cigar.

Zhang Heng raised his eyebrows.

"Yes, I know this looks a bit traditional, but there is no way. Those old guys eat this set. As early as BC, Maya and Indians smoked tobacco. They believe that these things can communicate with the gods. This recipe is also left by the Maya. "Miss Bartender said," Don't underestimate this thing, it is not easy to get together the raw materials in modern society, so you have to pay me whether it is successful or not. 50 game points. "

"What shall I do?" Zhang Heng took the cigar.

"Just bring those four props on your body, it is best to have contact with your body, and then light the cigar. By the way, do you have any other props on your body, put them here first, otherwise it may interfere with communication, especially some powerful ones. There are props left behind, and the original owner of this shadow series should have been exhausted for a while ~ www.readwn.com ~ There is not much power left, so you better not expect too much. "

"Ok?"

Miss Bartender thought about it and decided to explain it. "Similar props, if the original owner still exists, it is almost impossible to get a full set. After all, if it is not for special reasons, no one wants to divide their strength into a part. Go out, because being part of the power means accelerating your own decline. As an agent, you should also know this, so the set of things you get should belong to some very ancient existence. "

Zhang Heng nodded and temporarily stored the props at the game point according to Miss Bartender's statement. Then he crossed the legs on the deck to make the four props on his legs, sticking to his skin. Last night, After everything he lit the cigar and took a deep breath.

Smell the taste ... not as disgusting and strange as he imagined, and even a strange aroma after mixing.

It seems that the sacrifices of the Maya are not a too unacceptable profession.

Zhang Hengzheng took a small sip, and then took two big sips. The white smoke rose in front of his eyes, but it was strange that it did not spread around, but hovered around him, and it became more and more Rich.

Zhang Heng also fell into a state of half dream and awake. He had forgotten the time and forgot where he was, and when the cigar was finished smoking, the smoke was gone.

Zhang Heng frowned as he looked at the scene in front of him.