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48 Hours a Day

Chapter 1291: Ordinary People
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Chapter 1291: Ordinary People

“Sigh, it’s been so many years. I still haven’t changed my habit of touching my nose whenever I lie.”Mother Zhang watched father Zhang’s car leave through the road in front of the house.

“Do you want me to follow him to see where he’s Going?”Zhang Heng asked. “My tracking skills are very good. I Won’t be discovered by him.”

“There’s no need for that. Men have their secrets.”Mother Zhang took a glass of water from the tap and handed it to Zhang Heng. “Anyway, as long as it’s not related to another woman, I’ll just let him be.”

“Do you have that much confidence in him?”Zhang Heng took the glass.

“No, I just believe in my ability to choose my own people.”Mother Zhang blinked, “If he’s not here, then so be it. Let’s eat first and help me with the dishes. You look a lot darker. It looks like you’ve been exposed to the sun quite a bit. Your father said that you came by boat. How was it? Did you see any whales on the way?”

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Just as Zhang Heng and Zhang Heng were having their meal and chatting, father Zhang parked his car by the side of the road.

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His face was no longer as gentle and calm as it used to be. His eyes turned cold as he stared at the billiard hall across from him. No one knew what he was thinking.

About half a minute later, he turned off the engine, got out of the car, and turned to the trunk. He opened the tailgate and pulled out the moisture-proof cushion underneath, revealing a locked toolbox. He used the key to open the small toolbox, he took out a SIG Sauer P365. It was a miniature pistol. It was only 147 mm in length and was very portable. Unlike other pistols, it could hold 10 bullets in its magazine, if necessary, it could be upgraded to 12 bullets.

Father Zhang took out the Sig Sauer P365. He opened the magazine and checked to make sure that it was loaded. Then he put the gun behind his waist and covered it with his clothes before walking to the billiard hall in front of him.

Although he was trying his best to blend in with the environment, he had to admit that his scholarly temperament was hard to hide. It also made him a little out of place with the billiard hall in front of him.

Therefore, after a few steps, a bald man with a beautiful tattoo on his arm said, “Hey, nerd over there, did you come to the wrong place?”

However, before father Zhang could say anything, another voice came from behind the Bald Man. “No, he didn’t come to the wrong place, because I asked him out.”

The bald man turned around and saw an old man about 60 years old smiling gently at him.

“I suggest you and your little girlfriend continue playing billiards and stop meddling in other people’s business.”

“Or what?”The Bald Man clenched his fist.

The old man shrugged. “Or I’ll use this billiard stick in my hand to smash your daisies.”

“Old Man, are you courting death?”The Brawny Man was furious when he heard that and took a step forward. However, before he could make a move, he felt a sharp pain from somewhere behind him and fell to the ground, none of the people present could clearly see how the pool cue in the old man’s hand disappeared. In fact, there was still a distance of ten meters between him and the Bald Man.

“Quickly take your boyfriend to see a doctor. If you’re late, I’m afraid there will be some sequelae.”The old man turned his head and reminded his little girlfriend, who was standing next to the bald man, with a friendly smile.

The latter, however, acted as if he had seen the devil. He hurriedly helped his howling boyfriend up from the ground, pulled out a pool cue with blood on it somewhere behind him, and quickly escaped with the limping bald man.

“Did you have fun?”Father Zhang asked.

“It was just so-so. Speaking of which, I’m helping you out. Even if you don’t say thank you, there’s no need to put on a sour face, right? Not to mention, it’s in front of an old friend.”

Father Zhang walked to the billiard table where the old man was, and looked into his eyes, “You self-proclaimed gods always use your supernatural powers to do whatever you want, ignoring the laws and rules. No matter where you appear, nothing good will come of it.”

“That’s a little unfair.”The Old Man took a new club from the shelf at the side, “You humans have been praying for us to appear. Whenever you encounter any difficulties, when you are in a desperate situation, or even just because you are in a bad mood, you will shout our names and hope for a miracle. You See, you have the desire to break the rules.”

“That’s because they don’t understand the good things you have done.”

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“You might have overestimated your own kind, but it doesn’t matter.”The old man set up the billiard ball. “I didn’t ask you out today to argue with you about such things.”

“Then what did you do it for?”

The old man smiled. “Play a game with me first. It’s a little itchy. We played it in Nuuk too. Do you still remember?”

“If you have something to say, say it quickly. My wife has prepared dinner. She’s still waiting for me to go back and eat.”Father Zhang frowned.

“A married man. He really doesn’t have any freedom.”The old man appeared to be very sympathetic. However, seeing that Father Zhang did not have any intention of playing with him, he did not force him. He took out a bullet casing from his pocket, he placed it on the edge of the table, then leaned over and aimed at the white ball in front of him.

Father Zhang’s pupils shrank when he saw the shell, but he quickly regained his calm. “I don’t buy abandoned bullets here.”

“Beautiful handicraft, made of pure silver. The bullet’s head is painted with the juice of the crystal orchid, and the bottom of the shell is engraved with Hebrew — everything dies, but the most creative thing is the inside of the shell. The core is actually filled with the blood of the goddess of curses. Eris is the goddess of curses in Greek mythology, and her curses are very powerful. In addition, there are sixteen runes from different mythological systems, ensuring that this curse can work on almost all creatures of the mythological system. In the end, this beautiful handicraft has become a terrifying weapon that can kill gods.”

The old man waved the club in his hand, and the white ball flew out and hit the colorful ball in front of him, “Just two weeks ago, this bullet hit a goddess named Slade. If it was someone else, I might have to explain who Slade is. After all, not many people know her name now. But if you study these things, you should know who she is, right?”

“Valkyrie, the Valkyrie of Norse mythology, Odin’s maidservant. It is said that they will ride horses and hunt together, heading to the battlefield to search for the souls of the fallen heroes. They will give the selected ones a kiss and bring them back to Valhalla,”father Zhang said calmly.

“Bingo!”! As expected of a professional. It has to be said that many people have underestimated you. When I first met you and your wife, most of my attention was focused on your wife because I have never seen such a pure soul. In comparison, you are much inferior. Although your character and temper are very good, you are just a good ordinary person.”