48 Hours a Day

Chapter 973: Croissants

At the entrance of the garden, Mr. G poured Miss F a glass of wine.

"I know you don't like red wine, but you have to try this bottle. Produced in the year 2000, there are now less than a thousand bottles left in this world. It is hard to find such a bottle of rare wine on earth."

Miss F shook her head, and she did not pick up the glass.

Mr. G, on the other hand, couldn't be bothered. He then put down his wine glass and asked, "Are you still worried about him?"

"Aren't the previous battles enough for him to prove his strength? Why are you making him go to your killer hotel?" Miss F was puzzled.

"Because I told you that it's a very complicated circumstance this time. Not only do I need an excellent courier, but I also have to make sure that he has good observation and analysis skills. Yes. His combat skills are awe-inspiring, even better than mine. He is more powerful than anyone I've ever seen. However, being a good fighter is not enough. The killers in the killer hotel may be lacking to those in the garden in terms of strength, but they are better at seizing opportunities and disguising."

"But you only reminded him to be careful of the people in the garden earlier."

"Yes. I wouldn't have been able to examine his observation and analysis ability otherwise." Mr. G then spread his hands, "It's not possible to prepare for every threat every single time. You should know that better than me."

Miss F was rendered speechless.

"This battle won't end so soon even if he knows he's walking into a trap. As long as the killers in the hotel guard the kitchen and drag time as long as possible, he wouldn't be able to pass this test." Mr. G took a sip of the red wine. "I'm rather curious what he plans to do in such a situation."

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The bullet holes left on both sides of the safe passage's wall showed how fierce the battle was. The assassins on the fourteenth floor responded to the sudden change of circumstance very quickly. Seeing the elevator stopping ahead of time, they knew that their plan had been exposed. So, they quickly thought of the safe passage, the only place connecting the two floors apart from the elevator.

After that, Zhang Heng, who wanted to go upstairs, ran into a team of killers rushing down to the lower floor. Immediately, a gunfight broke out between the two sides. In the end, Zhang Heng managed to kill two of them. However, there were too many enemies surrounding him, so he had to retreat to the thirteenth floor.

After that, Zhang Heng prevented the team of killers from trying to charge towards the thirteenth floor. In the midst of it, he killed three more enemies. According to Li Mo, there were a total of thirty killers in this hotel. Discounting the ones Zhang Heng held hostage, Li Mo, and the enemies he killed in the two battles earlier, there were still twenty-four enemies left.

If the remaining enemies were scattered, Zhang Heng could kill them one by one, like how he decimated his enemies in the garden. However, if they worked together to guard the kitchen, Zhang Heng could be in big trouble. After they failed to enter the thirteenth floor, Zhang Heng realized that they stopped making any moves. And they seemed to want to keep it like that. They had no intention to rescue their companion.

"You better give up," Li Mo said. "We have received the order in advance. If our identities are revealed, and we fail to kill you, all the entrances on the fourteenth floor will be sealed off, and the kitchen will be heavily guarded."

Right after she finished speaking, the hotel's power supply cut off suddenly, and the elevator could no longer be used. After that, Zhang Heng heard the sound of something heavy being dragged above his head. Clearly, the people above him were planning to block the emergency exit.

Zhang Heng didn't panic. Instead, he said with raised eyebrows, "When I was in the elevator, I saw that the western restaurant is located on the fourteenth floor. The restaurant has floor-to-ceiling windows. right?"

"Are you planning to climb to the restaurant?" Li Mo frowned, "I advise that you dismiss this idea. Since you can think of something like this, you can bet your enemies would've thought of it too. I think they sent someone to guard the French windows."

"It's not something you need to be worried about, and thank you for your cooperation. According to our agreement, I will let you live. Sweet dreams." After Zhang Heng got the answer he wanted, he knocked Li Mo out with his gun. He then walked towards the window and stretched his hand to push it open.

The next moment, a pair of shadowy wings slowly spread out behind him. Li Mo was right. There were indeed a couple of people standing in front of the French windows. They wanted to stop Zhang Heng from climbing up to the restaurant from below.

However, little did they expect Zhang Heng to use another method to get to the western restaurant. The person standing on the left-hand side saw a dark shadow passing by. However, he could not see what the person looked like. And the next second, a bullet penetrated the glass and landed on his heart.

The person that stood next to him did not manage to escape death as well. One second after his partner was killed, a bullet landed on his head. Both of them fell to the ground at the same time. And Zhang Heng had officially declared war on them.

Immediately, Zhang Heng frantically fired his submachine gun at them. A total of four of them were killed, and two of them were injured. They could not figure out how Zhang Heng suddenly appeared outside of the window without any warning. They thought that he could fly like a bird, flying towards them to fire the bullets. After they lost a couple of men, they realized that they had to search for cover quickly. However, the three didn't move fast enough, and they were killed by Zhang Heng.

The people who found their cover began to fight back. However, Zhang Heng did not stay in place. He was frequently changing his position in the air with the help of the Shadow Wings. It could help him dodge attacks and find the right angle to kill his enemies.

At the same time, Zhang Heng was also secretly counting the time in his heart. Twelve seconds later, he landed on the bar counter and killed the last killer that hid there. At this point, other than Zhang Heng, no one else was alive in the western restaurant.

The killers from other places started to run towards the western restaurant when they heard the gunshots. However, there were only ten of them, and they were nowhere nearly good enough to cause Zhang Heng any damage. One after the other, they were all killed by Zhang Heng's Lv3 marksmanship.

When the gunfire finally died down, Zhang Heng stood up from behind the bar. Shaking off the broken glass on his clothes, he pushed the door open and walked into the kitchen on the other side. Without having to search the place, he saw the plate of croissants on the table. The chef who made it was hiding at the corner, trembling. He could not believe he was looking at the man that just singlehandedly killed thirty enemies.

Zhang Heng then nodded at the chef and reached out to grab the plate of croissants on the table. However, the seemingly harmless chef suddenly put on a fierce look and put his hand into his uniform. Before he could touch the gun, a gunshot could be heard.

"Did you really think that I would believe there are only thirty killers?" Zhang Heng placed the smoking pistol on the dining table and picked up the plate of croissants.