v2 Chapter 6: Thanks from international friends (2/2)
So Zhang Heng sent another message to Hayase Asuka.
”Passport is with me. See you at the subway.”
After sending the message, Zhang Heng put the phone back in his pocket, put on his hood, and walked out of the only store. He noticed two security guards rushing on the right hand side. The floor's escalator was ready to contain him.
Zhang Heng didn't panic. He took two steps along the glass fence, and he showed joy on the faces of the two security guards. When he felt that his team had successfully won the game, Zhang Heng rolled over and jumped directly from the glass fence. Grasp the bottom of the fence with your palm, cushion it a bit, and then release it, landing easily.
Before entering the script of the black sail, his climbing skills had broken through to lv1. In the Caribbean for more than ten years, he did not deliberately practice the climbing skills again, but he did exercise while practicing the knife technique. Muscle control, coupled with the perfect balance given to him by life at sea, is not so laborious for him now.
The two security guards upstairs heard that someone jumped the elevator and did n’t know what it meant, but now they saw the other person jump off the building again and could n’t help taking a sigh of relief. They usually just help deal with customers and businesses. Disputes between them, at most, to pay the thief and rogue, I have never seen anyone with such skills, it feels as incredible as watching a movie in a movie theater.
After receiving the notification, the security guard at the side door went to the front of the escalator to block people, so Zhang Heng walked out of the mall without anyone blocking it.
The Spring Festival is approaching. There are many people who come to Xidan to buy special products to purchase New Year's goods. Zhang Heng's figure soon drowned in the crowd. When the security guards rushed out, no one could be found.
After Zhang Heng went out, he confirmed that no one was following him again, so he came to the subway station again, and Hayase Asuka was already waiting for him, the latter stood in front of the glass fence on the fifth floor. Witnessing what happened below, her small mouth remained O-shaped throughout the process.
I even forgot my wallet and passport.
It was not until he received WeChat from Zhang Heng that he hurried out of the mall, and Zhang Heng returned his passport to Hayase Asuka.
However, the latter's mind is completely absent, and he looks at someone up and down with the same curious eyes as when he met for the first time, and then he takes a serious look, ”Zhang Sang, please tell me, your true identity is Not Superman? ”
”Uh, I just kept on long-distance running.” Zhang Heng also realized that what was happening just now was a bit unusual. He was no longer Nassau in the 18th century, but he wasn't just trying to recover his wallet and passport for Hayase Asuka. The other party apparently came to him at ~~ and he didn't know the other party's identity and purpose.
If he could catch the guy in Kumamoto, he might not have to be so passive.
Speaking of, the other party ’s move did not know the meaning at all. He changed the flower and stole Sase Asuka ’s passport and wallet, but did not take it away. Instead, he returned the passport and wallet in another way. Like a boring prank on a bear child.
However, it is certain that the other party should also have at least one game prop, otherwise it is impossible to explain what happened in the fitting room, and from the handwriting and tone of the note, the other party is likely to be a woman.
”Well, is there such an effect in long-distance running? I also got up early in the morning to run early in the morning in high school, but now I'm still clumsy.” Hayase Asuka took two steps back, thinking with a tilted head, ”It's just what you said Just believe it. By the way, I feel like you have changed a lot when I met you this time. I almost did n’t recognize it when I saw you before, but it ’s still as reliable as before. It ’s great. ”
Haya Asuka finished patting his chest, and suddenly came forward to give Zhang Heng a hug, a little shy, ”This ... as a thank you from international friends.”