Chapter 6 The Game Starts (Recommended Ticket)

"You're going out, now?"

The head of the dormitory, Wei Jiang, had just finished watching the movie with his girlfriend. He floated back to the dormitory at 9:45 p.m., with the sour smell of love all over his body. He opened the door and saw that he was wearing sports clothes, squatting on the ground and tying his shoelaces. Zhang Heng.

"Yes, there is an event tonight."

"Event? Is it a date?" Wei Jiangyang saved others by himself, and suddenly a mysterious smile appeared on his face, brother, I know you.

Chen Huadong, who was drinking Coke and watching a movie, was shocked when he heard the words, "What, isn't the person you like, Mr. Zhang, not me?"

Ma Wei, the eldest in the dormitory, also put down the English book in his hand, and couldn't help but said, "Zhang Heng, you are so good, it should be easy to find a girlfriend. I'm still single now, if it weren't for you. I thought you were gay in the bedroom."

Ma Wei's emotion is not without reason. His family conditions in the dormitory are the worst for him. His parents are very honest farmers. In high school, he liked a girl in his class, but this feeling has always been ignored. He hides in his heart.

It wasn't until the four people in the dormitory in the freshman year that the four of them celebrated his birthday outside for him. He drank too much that night before telling the story. Only then did Zhang Heng and the others know that the girl and him were admitted to the same city to study, so they went together. He urged Ma Wei to confess, but was rejected by the latter shaking his head.

The other three people in the dormitory knew about Ma Wei's situation. They knew that he had to rely on the National Award to pay tuition fees and reduce the burden on the family. He usually studied hardest. There is no time to fall in love.

However, other people can't help with this kind of thing. Ma Wei has a strong self-esteem and is active with the dormitory. Others who want to exempt him from the fee are rejected by him.

Zhang Heng patted Ma Wei's shoulder and said helplessly, "Don't make fun of me, tonight is really not a date, and I'm not gay, I just haven't met the girl I like yet."

Chen Huadong raised the cola in his hand, "When you meet, you must let the brothers open their eyes to see which enchantress can take down our Shecao Master Zhang."

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After finally dealing with three melon-eating parties, it was already ten:05 when Zhang Heng walked out of the school gate.

If he hadn't discovered the number on his right arm while taking a shower, Zhang Heng would have even suspected that what happened in the maid's coffee shop this afternoon was just an illusion.

He asked the lovely maid with cat ears, who was sure that he was the only one in that position from entering the store to leaving.

And the handsome maid of the royal sister who was in charge of making drinks also said that she had only made one cup of forbidden love during that time.

"Never question a bartender, because every glass of work is filled with something called love, and it is impossible for people to forget their own love." The latter said coolly.

"..."

To the rest of the store, the conversation a few minutes ago felt like it never happened.

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

Therefore, Zhang Heng guessed that this is likely to be his so-called solution.

Time back?

Zhang Heng is getting more and more curious about who the guy is. All his abilities seem to be related to time, but now is not the time to think about this kind of problem. Right now, he needs to deal with the upcoming game first.

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

At ten forty-five, he came to the bar called Sex and the City.

This place is a bit remote. Zhang Heng saw several guys who looked like gangsters along the way, smoking a cigarette and looking at him with a bad look, and a few drunk girls who were squatting on the road and vomiting.

Zhang Heng didn't want to cause trouble, put on the hood behind his sportswear, and passed them at a constant speed.

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

Sex and the City was renovated from an abandoned factory. It covers a large area. The rusty factory is covered with all kinds of strange graffiti, and the front door is full of luxury cars and supercars.

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

Before entering the door, a deafening sound wave came from the factory building, as if to shred people's souls. Zhang Heng frowned. Although the uninvited guest who had the same drink with him kept insisting that he should not reveal anything, and that he would naturally know everything when the game went deeper, he still left some vague information between the lines.

In any case, the organization he belongs to should be old enough and secretive. It is not the first time that they have held similar games, but the world has never known their existence.

This shows that their work of keeping secrets is good enough.

But there are at least seven or eight hundred people in the place where Zhang Heng is now. His eyes are full of thighs and butts. There are also cool laser lights that rhythm along with the DJ's DJing. If the so-called dangerous game is here Unfolding, Zhang Heng is willing to bet that the next day Douyin and YouTube are absolutely overwhelming videos.

So is there a typo in the address?

This is a common mistake that most people make, especially considering the age of the other party, this kind of thing is not too surprising.

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

Strictly speaking, it can't be regarded as the second floor. It's just that a huge container is fixed to the west wall by a steel structure. There is an iron ladder leading to it. Below the iron ladder are two people in suits and sunglasses. Strong man.

Several drunk young men and women seemed to want to run up to play, but were stopped by those two people.

One of the rich second-generation family members should be very rich, so he threw a handful of banknotes directly on the other party's face. The people around found that the young man spilled a hundred dollar bills, and immediately became commotion and began to loot.

But the two strong men did not respond.

The second generation of Fu was a little angry, and splashed the wine in his hand on the faces of the two of them. He was probably used to being arrogant. He raised his foot and wanted to rush up. The next moment, no one could see what happened, and his body suddenly flew upside down. Going out, he knocked over several people in a row, and a wine table, and finally lay on the ground with blood and dirt on his face, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Several of his companions were woken up by the drunkenness when they saw this scene. Several men wanted to say a few harsh words, but when they saw one of the guys slowly wiping his sunglasses, he finally shrank back and raised his staff. The second generation of rich from the province hurried to the parking lot.

When the riots subsided, the other people looked at the two strong men with a hint of fear, and did not dare to come here again.

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

The two strong men in suits looked at him expressionlessly from behind the sunglasses. Those eyes made people feel a coldness. Zhang Heng felt that he was facing two lions ready to hunt on the prairie, but his composure was once again. It worked, and he pulled up his sleeves, revealing the string of numbers on his arms.

During 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 guessed that the number on his arm was the ticket to the game, he did not rule out other possibilities. .

Fortunately, the worst did not happen, he did not follow in the footsteps of the rich second generation, cos bowling in the air.

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