The two skateboarders soon arrived in front of Old Man Geng and Zhang Heng.
And their target was Old Man Geng. One of them raised his gun and pointed it at Old Man Geng.
“Don’t move. Come with us,” he warned.
A chill ran up from Old Man Geng’s feet to his spine, and he raised his hands unconsciously. Before he could speak, he heard a gunshot.
For a moment, Old Man Geng thought someone had shot him. But the next moment, he saw the skater boy who pointed the gun at him falling to the ground with surprise written across his face.
And Zhang Heng didn’t just stop there, killing the other skater boy with the pistol he had just assembled with Lego.
Stunned in paralyzing shock, Old Man Geng stammered, “Were… were they sent by Mr. G?
“Did you hide anything from him? Or, have you lied to him before?” Zhang Heng asked.
“No. We’ve all said what we wanted to say. I told him the truth, and I did not lie.”
“They don’t look like they were sent by him. He could have just sent someone to ask you to go back to him, and he knew that you would not disobey.”
“Yeah.”
Old Man Geng nodded repeatedly. “Wait, where did your gun come from?” he reacted after a while.
“It’s a secret. No comment,” replied Zhang Heng, bending over and picking up the gun on the ground.
Old Man Geng saw the two pools of blood, and his heart rate began to rise again. He saw Zhang Heng still standing there after checking his gun.
“This is not the time to do that. Let’s run… quickly,” he could not help but urge.
Zhang Heng, however, only shook his head. “You can’t run away. Do you really think that those motorbikes in front and behind us are just bystanders?”
Listening to what Zhang Heng said, Old Man Geng suddenly realized that a group of biker gangs had surrounded them.
With at least more than thirty riders, the biker gang turned up in a mighty legion. Each bike had two riders, where the front one commandeered the bike, and the pillion carried all sorts of weapons.
The gang had seen the two corpses on the side of the road, which was why they did not charge at them in the first place.
However, the situation was still extremely unfavorable for the duo.
Although Zhang Heng had a gun in hand, he still needed to fight them alone. The nearest building that could be used as cover, on the other hand, was ten meters away. Evidently, they were here to kill Zhang Heng, with two of them already aiming their guns at him. One held a gun with an automatic tracking function, a weapon that could lock onto the target with a thermal imaging map, adjust bullet trajectory, and kill its target with one hit.
Just before the biker could pull the trigger, Zhang Heng suddenly rushed to Old Man Geng’s side, instantly lifting the latter and placing the old man in front of him. By doing that, the thermal images of the two had now completely overlapped.
Having done a considerable amount of prior research, Zhang Heng understood the weapons and equipment of this era to a good degree. It was the only way he could prevent himself from getting killed by unknown attacks in the next possible battle. He was using Old Man Geng as a human shield but wasn’t about to sell him out.
Judging from what the skateboarders said, they weren’t going to kill Old Man Geng. Instead, they wanted to ask him some questions. For them to do that, they would need him alive. This was very important information to Zhang Heng since it meant he needn’t worry about Old Man Geng’s life during the battle. By keeping Old Man Geng close to him, Zhang Heng was basically invincible.
Old Man Geng soon realized that he had become Zhang Heng’s shield. After ensuring his safety, Zhang Heng first killed the gunman behind him. Later, he dealt with the mohawk with a laser crossbow beside him. Lastly, he turned around to send the third bullet into the man’s chest with the automatic-tracking gun.
Seeing his companion getting shot, the remaining bikers charged at Zhang Heng instead of running away. Nevertheless, afraid that they’d accidentally kill Old Man Geng, Zhang Heng’s strategy was still effective. So this time, they chose to use a melee weapon to attack Zhang Heng. A sharp Taito was about to strike at his waist.
Coupled with the speed the bike was traveling at, the Taito slashed at a rate that exceeded human limits.
But even so, Zhang Heng still managed to avoid it.
Confident in his body’s movements, the assassin training he received in Rome greatly improved his agility. It had also strengthened his ability to detect threats, enabling him to react a lot quicker in advance.
The problem was that he had to face more than just the two enemies on the motorcycle. Zhang Heng had just dodged the Taito when another fist slammed into his face. The puncher wore a glove with sharp spikes that gleamed in the night. If the enemy managed to land his fist, Zhang Heng’s head would surely be filled with holes that spurted a lot of blood.
Zhang Heng moved right before the man could hit his face, killing the rider in front of the man who was about to punch him. Quickly, the motorcycle lost control and swooshed past Zhang Heng’s side, the dead rider and the pillion sent flying in the sky a second later. The out-of-control motorcycle continued its rampage, ramming another motorcycle that was approaching Zhang Heng, causing a serious traffic accident.
Zhang Heng then took advantage of this critical time to kill two more riders. Old Man Geng, who was beside him, was completely dumbfounded. Initially, he was angry at Zhang Heng for using him as a meat shield, especially when he saw the enemies pointing their guns. His heart almost stopped beating.
He thought that he and Zhang Heng would die here. But later, he saw Zhang Heng killing off the enemies, even eliminating six bogeys in one go.
And that wasn’t the end. It was only the beginning.
Since they were worried that they might kill Old Man Geng accidentally, the bikers had to keep away their guns. After that, they became wary about Zhang Heng killing their riders again. So, they unknowingly slowed down their motorcycles, making them easy targets.
After losing four more allies, the leader finally signaled his gang. Instead of retreating, he ordered his men to spread out and look for cover. They had learned their lesson this time, and they stopped aiming at Zhang Heng’s head. This time, they went for his legs. All they had to do was to ensure Old Man Geng was alive. Nobody mentioned anything about him being unscathed. If they aimed at Zhang Heng’s legs, there would be no worries about accidentally killing Old Man Geng.
Thus, Zhang Heng brought Old Man Geng to a closed grocery store twenty meters away. He broke the glass with a shot before the two sought refuge behind the counter.
