48 Hours a Day Chapter 1237 – Siege

Chapter 1237 Siege

Seeing that the closest fanatic had already arrived in front of him, Zhang Heng ignored him. Instead, he raised the Beretta M92F and aimed it at the other person behind that fellow.

The target had just picked up the electric drill that had fallen to the ground and was about to continue his companion’s unfinished business. He wanted to see what color Olai’s brain was, but he did not expect his brain to be the first to spill out.

A bullet pierced through the crowd and accurately hit the center of his brows!

Olai, who was on the ground, was also shocked and broke out in cold sweat. This was the second time he had escaped death. Ever since he was pushed to the ground, he knew that he was probably doomed this time. Since he was young, he had been praised for his bravery, even when his body was still weak, he dared to go out to sea with the whaling team and was unafraid of the wind and waves.

Later on, he hunted seals by himself and stayed in the wilderness for two weeks before coming back. It was because of this that he was recognized by the Elves and thus had the strength to match this courage.

Olai had always thought that he could overcome the fear of death with his valor, but when this moment really came, he realized that he had overestimated himself.

Listening to the sound of the electric drill turning and closing in on him, Olai used all his strength to stop himself from screaming, but that was all. So when the terrifying sound finally stopped.., olai felt like his body was about to collapse.

Even so, he still gritted his teeth and shouted at Zhang Heng, “Don’t worry about me. Take care of the opponents in front of you first. Be careful that they don’t gang up on You!”

Unfortunately, Zhang Heng didn’t understand Greenlandic. Of course, from Olai’s and Alicia’s expressions, it could be seen what they were worried about. In fact, even without Olai’s reminder, Zhang Heng would still ensure his own safety first, however, in the eyes of Olai and Alicia, the desperate situation was far from the point where he had to sacrifice someone to save someone.

After Zhang Heng resolved the crisis in Olai, he turned the gun around and pointed the Beretta M92F at the enemy in front of him. The enemy was almost right in front of him. Zhang Heng took the opportunity to insert the barrel of the gun into his open mouth, he pulled the trigger, and blood mixed with brain matter splattered on the display cabinet at the side.

Just like before, when the other fanatics saw their comrade die in front of them, they did not show any fear of a normal person. Instead, they rushed forward one after another, as if Zhang Heng did not give them a bullet, instead, it was a coupon from the supermarket.

The thing that Olai and Alicia were most worried about had happened.

This group of zealots was obviously going to use the same trick as before to surround Zhang Heng and kill him. Furthermore, Zhang Heng’s situation was different from theirs at the time. Not only did he have to deal with the enemy in front of him, but he also had to pay attention to the situation on their side, he had to divert his attention to pay attention to the situation on their side.

Zhang Heng fired seven shots, and four of them were fired at the guys who wanted to take the opportunity to kill Olai and Alicia. Even though he managed to save both of them without missing a shot.., but he was also surrounded by those fanatics.

Fortunately, Zhang Heng fired three more shots consecutively, killing the three enemies closest to him. Then, he used two more bullets to clean up the remaining fanatics around Olai and Alicia.

Alicia’s feet fell to the ground. She didn’t bother to check if she was injured. She rushed to Zhang Heng’s side because she saw him put away his pistol.

Was he out of bullets? At a time like this!

Alicia’s heart was in her throat. Previously, Zhang Heng had used his excellent marksmanship to take out almost a third of the enemies, but the number of people in front of him didn’t decrease, this group of fanatics was really not afraid of death. Alethea could not imagine how Zhang Heng would deal with the siege of so many people if he lost his only weapon.

Olai saw this and wanted to help, but his injuries were much worse than Alethea’s, especially his waist. Not long ago, he had been stabbed by a fruit knife, and he was still bleeding, olai took off his shirt and bandaged it up. He tried to get up from the ground, but he was powerless.

However, what he saw next stunned him. Zhang Heng, who had put away his gun, was forced into a corner by the fanatics. Then, he pulled out a small knife from the travel bag that he had been carrying.

When Zhang Heng held the knife in his hand, even the fanatics, who had gone crazy, sensed a sense of danger. The person closest to him did not even see how Zhang Heng moved, he clutched his neck and knelt on the ground. Blood gushed out from between his fingers, and in the blink of an eye, his throat could no longer make a sound.

This knife was only the beginning. Next, Zhang Heng put down the travel bag in his hand and pulled out a second knife. Then, he stopped retreating and charged straight into the crowd.

Although the fanatics were still as fearless as before, even at the cost of their lives, they were still too slow compared to Zhang Heng and the others, unable to keep up with the speed and pace of their opponents, they were like calabashes that had come to save their grandfather. In Olai and Alicia’s eyes, they had taken the initiative to put their necks under Zhang Heng’s blade.

The scene in front of them could not even be called a battle anymore. It was a complete massacre.

Olai and Alicia only realized now that Zhang Heng had shown mercy when they had fought last time. He had not used his full strength, otherwise, their performance would not have been any better than the Zealots before them.

The Inuit teenager’s eyes widened. If he had not seen it with his own eyes, he would not have believed that anyone could have honed their combat skills to such an extent. He had been so engrossed in watching that he had even forgotten about the injury on his waist.

“Damn it, he keeps giving me trouble. Where did this god of death come from…”

On the second floor of the museum, the man with a cane also muttered. He had been drinking in his office while watching the fanatics downstairs through the surveillance cameras, watching how they surrounded and killed Olai and Alicia, however, just as the battle was about to end, he was interrupted by an uninvited guest.

At the beginning, the man with a cane did not care much. In his eyes, it was just more people coming to deliver human heads. However, he did not expect the other party to be so powerful. How was this a human head, it was completely in his territory. Therefore, the person with the crutch didn’t dare to watch the show anymore. He put down his wine glass, picked up the shotgun at the side, and quietly left the office.

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