Chapter 1264: Burning Streets

Chapter 1264 Burning Streets

Zhang Heng found Songjia in the innermost cubicle of the female toilet in the bar.

Fortunately, the interpreter was only unconscious. Zhang Heng did a general check and found that there was nothing wrong with her body, so he woke her up. However, Songjia looked confused, she couldn't remember what had happened at all.

Her memory was stuck at the time she washed her hands after going to the toilet. She didn't know that she had already been through hell.

If it wasn't for the guy who called himself Nyala Totip's original plan to stuff the freshly-baked segmental spine into Zhang Heng's body without anyone knowing, song Jia probably wouldn't have survived, he should still have a way to smooth things over tonight's matter.

However, this time, it wasn't as if Zhang Heng hadn't gained anything from fighting Nyala TOTIP.

The improvement in his ability to control water was secondary. What was more important was that he had obtained the final piece of the puzzle about his past from Nyala TOTIP's mouth. Combined with the story that Sachus had told him, and the words that Loki had said before his death, he could finally reconstruct the events that had happened that year.

Of course, Zhang Heng did not think that Nyala Totip was as honest as he said he was. He was telling the truth, in fact, the conversation between the two of them had revolved around how to make him willingly accept the spine.

The bloody toy was obviously not just to help him resist the mental assault of the Master of the city under the ice. Zhang Heng believed that Nara Totip was hiding something else, but on the other hand.., in order to get him to put the spine into his body, Nara totip was unprecedentedly honest about other things.

Of course, the most important thing was Nara TOTIP's attitude. From the beginning to the end, he was very confident, as if he was sure that Zhang Heng had no other choice but to accept his proposal, even after Zhang Heng rejected him explicitly and the two of them exchanged blows again, he left a message to warn Zhang Heng not to go to the city under the ice.

From Nara Totipp's point of view, the separation did not mean that the two of them had become enemies. There would definitely be a day when they would meet again, and when that day came, Zhang Heng would believe what he had said earlier, accept the spine again.

"What are you thinking about?"Song Jia asked when she saw Zhang Heng frown.

"Nothing much. It's almost dawn. I'll drive you home first, "Zhang Heng said.

"Oh, okay, thank you."Song Jia stood up from the floor. She felt her cheeks heat up at the thought of sleeping in the toilet for so long. Sure enough, getting drunk was not a good thing.

However, just as she stood up, another female customer walked in from outside. The female customer saw Zhang Heng standing there in a daze. About two seconds later, she stuck her head out and looked at the sign on it to confirm that this was indeed the female toilet, then, she looked at Zhang Heng and Songjia with a strange gaze.

Songjia knew what the other party was thinking. If she were in Zhang Heng's shoes, she would have thought the same thing. However, at that moment, she had no choice but to lower her head and follow Zhang Heng out of the ladies'room.

Zhang Heng drove Songjia's SUV back to her place. After that, he went back to his hotel to sleep. After a long night, he also felt a little tired, in addition, he had to digest the information he had gotten from Sartrus and Nyala TOTIP, but that was all in the future.

Zhang Heng had thought that he would sleep until noon, but he didn't expect to open his eyes soon after he laid down. However, when he looked at his right hand, he realized that the starfish he had been wearing wasn't there, at the same time, light shone through the gap in the curtains.

Zhang Heng walked to the bed and opened the window. He saw that the entire street was burning. Everywhere he looked, there were flames. The shops, cars, and trees on the street were all lit up, even his hotel room smelled burnt.

The fire was approaching his bedroom on the second floor. The fire was fierce. Zhang Heng put on his clothes and didn't go to the stairs because it was already surrounded by flames. He jumped out of the window and landed on the floor.

Even though Greenland's public finances were average and the various departments that provided public services seemed to be understaffed, it was still strange that the fire had not appeared despite the severity of the fire, zhang Heng looked around and saw that there were almost no houses that were not burning anymore. Moreover, many of the houses were far away from each other. He did not know how the fire spread.

What was even stranger was that even if the fire did not come, there was no reason for the locals to just watch their houses burn. In fact, Zhang Heng realized that he did not see anyone on the street at all, it was not until he walked about 50 meters away and came to an intersection that he finally saw a person. However, Zhang Heng was unable to get anything out of him.

The poor guy was surrounded by fire. Even though he was still running, he looked like a burning torch. Before he could run past the intersection, he fell to the ground and crawled a few more steps forward, in the end, he did not move again.

This was obviously a tragic scene, but Zhang Heng did not see any expression of pain on the face of the burned man. On the contrary, the eyes of the torch man were filled with joy and madness. This expression was not unfamiliar to Zhang Heng, because that was how the fanatics in the art museum looked

like.

Zhang Heng seemed to have thought of something and raised his eyebrows. Then, he stepped over the corpse on the ground and continued to walk forward. Five minutes later, he finally met a new living person, and this time, there was more than one. It was three young men and an old man. The three young men were dressed like students, but they were not holding books but torches and gasoline. The old man was holding a shotgun.

It was as if they were playing a happy game. The old man used the shotgun to blow a student's head open, while the other two students poured gasoline on him. The old man turned the gun around and killed another student, however, the other student finally lit a match and set the old man on fire, letting the latter burn together with the street.

At the same time, the student picked up the old man's shotgun and aimed it at Zhang Heng, who was walking toward them. However, when he raised the shotgun, he lost sight of the Chinese man.

Zhang Heng picked up a broken lamp from the roadside and stabbed the end of the shards of glass into the neck of the last student. Then, he didn't look at the other student's body but continued walking forward.

Finally, at the end of the street, he saw a figure.

The figure sat on the throne made of corpses and looked down at him like a king. At the same time, Zhang Heng also looked up at the person on the throne. Their eyes met, zhang Heng saw that the person had a face that looked exactly like his.

No, to be more precise, the person sitting on the throne was him. However, the gaze in his eyes was completely different from his. It was filled with indescribable terror.