Chapter 497 - Gypsy Busker (2/2)

“This…”

The man’s wife was utterly stunned. She couldn’t fathom how the gypsy busker would give them such a ma.s.sive amount of money.

Before he could say anything to her, the kind gypsy busker had left with the organ on his back. Soon, he disappeared amid the crowd on the street. Zhang Heng witnessed everything that happened, and after giving it some thought, he decided to follow the gypsy busker.

He saw the gypsy weaving briskly in and out amid the crowd, appearing and disappearing from time to time. He stoped in front of the salmon stall to have a quick chat with the boss before squatting in front of a drunk man, flailing his arms akimbo as he cursed the unscrupulous factory owner and greedy woman. That was the last time Zhang Heng saw him.

He lost trace of the gypsy busker after that.

Zhang Heng stood in front of a crossroads and raised his eyebrows. He had to admit that the haphazard layout of the London’s east end was indeed an excellent place to slip away unnoticed. Zhang Heng wasn’t mad after realizing that he’d lost the busker. He just wanted to remind him that someone was watching him. Now that he was gone, it saved Zhang Heng the trouble. Zhang Heng had turned around to leave when he saw the gypsy busker not far behind him. He was walking to him and had his eyes fixed on Zhang Heng. “Are you following me?”

“I’ll speak plainly. I just wish to remind you that someone is targeting you,” said Zhang Heng.

“Why should I believe you?”

The gypsy busker shrugged. “This rut is filled of thieves and crooks, and it’s a cesspool for those with the worst of intentions.”

Zhang Heng didn’t bother to explain himself. Instead, he just made a ‘please’ gesture.

The gypsy, however, did not leave immediately and rolled his eyes instead.

“Oh? Any suggestions, then?”

“My advice is… don’t get caught,” replied Zhang Heng. “You’ve revealed that you are rich by solving the family’s difficulties. They have eyes on you now.”

“I knew it! The guy who collected the rent is not a good person.”

“He might not be the one after you. He is very familiar with this area and knows a lot of people. Perhaps you caught the eye of his friend or someone else.”

“This is so troublesome! I only carried one pound with me this time. The rest of the money is for my dinner and carriage fee.”

A group of strangers suddenly emerged from a small alley on the other side of the street. One of them then pointed at him, “Don’t run, you pesky thief! Give me back the wallet you stole!”

The gypsy was exasperated when he heard what they said. This gang of ruffians was good at twisting the truth. They were actually here to rob his wallet. By saying that, it was an indication for others not to intervene in this matter. Seeing that they had surrounded him, he nervously said to Zhang Heng, “Your advice seems to have come a little late. Do you have other suggestions now?”

“Yes,” Zhang Heng said while taking off his coat and handing it to the gypsy, “hold it for me.”

The latter frowned and took the coat that Zhang Heng had bought for ten pence from the used clothes shop.

“Since I see no police around here, I will knock them out one by one.”

Zhang Heng loosened his wrists.