Chapter 400 - Homeground (1/2)

Zhang Heng climbed out the other side of the vent. In the toilet, the door shook violently, threatening to come apart at any moment. For good measure, Piercings fired two shots to keep the people outside from kicking the door down. Having no desire to fight whoever was on the other side of the door, he quickly climbed up the vent.

Zhang Heng reached out to pull the man out of the vent. When the two of them were clear of the bar, Little Boy sent a third message.

“Vincent will be there in about five minutes, but Black Nest’s men have the bar surrounded.”

“I see them.”

Zhang Heng saw some figures appearing at the entrance of the alley behind the bar. At the same time, the other party spotted Zhang Heng and Piercings as well. One of them immediately pointed his gun and shouted, “Don’t move!”

Before he could pull the trigger, the two were already on the other side of the alley, crossing it and turning to the road. This, however, did not mean that they were safe. Other than the ones in the alley, Black Nest’s personnel who stood guard outside the bar were now rus.h.i.+ng over from the street next door.

“Any plans in mind?” Piercings asked as they ran.

“What about you?”

“I’m going to find a river.”

The man clearly had some kind of item that allowed him to jump safely into a river. It caused him to develop the habit of looking for it whenever he was in danger.

“….then we’ll probably have to split up,” replied Zhang Heng. “Alright. You can go ahead. I can buy you a few more minutes, depending on the situation, though, I cannot guarantee for sure if I’m going to stay. If there is actual danger, I’ll have to split first.” Piercings handled the gun skillfully, leaving Zhang Heng wondering if the man had got his training in quests or real life.

Zhang Heng preferred the latter because the man had a proper aim. He had probably invested a lot of time and effort honing his skills, not to mention how sharp he was at countersurveillance. Had it not been for the mole on his neck, Zhang Heng would have never recognized the man in the bar. Based on these things, Zhang Heng concluded that the man was very likely a police officer in real life.

The two exchanged numbers. Then, without warning, Piercings suddenly raised his gun and fired a shot at a head that suddenly popped up from behind the alley.

“This is it. Let’s split up now!” As soon as he said that, Piecings ran toward the other side of the street. When he took off, he glanced at where Zhang Heng was standing from the corner of his eyes and saw that he had disappeared.

Piecings blinked. Game item?

He then saw Zhang Heng’s figure above a post office that was closed.

Zhang Heng had already climbed up the metal shelf outside the building and jumped onto the canopy when Piercings raised his gun. The unplastered retro-styled brick wall provided him good grooves and traction, and he took only five seconds to scale to the window sill on the second floor. He proceeded to climb to the top of the building.

The gunshots behind Piercings reminded him that his pursuers were closing in on him. “Seriously?!” he exclaimed with a grunt.

A Dacia Sandero had joined the men in the alley in pursuit of him. Piercings ducked behind a trash can. He could hear the engine drawing closer and closer. He knew that if he were surrounded, he could be in real trouble. He found himself regretting that he tried to be a hero. If he had known that Zhang Heng could climb the wall so quickly, he would have left the responsibility of drawing away their pursuers to him.