"Don't make any moves, stand against the wall!" The guard issued a warning and took out a handcuff from behind.
Seeing that Zhang Heng was entangled, the guy pretending to be a waiter also slipped down the stairs from the other side quietly.
Zhang Heng remained calm, turned his head and asked Holmes in the box, "What will be the consequences of killing the prime minister's guards?"
The latter replied while breathing heavily, "It depends on the situation, but it's not easy for you to stay in London."
"In that case, I'll leave it to you to deal with it." After Zhang Heng finished speaking, he dodged back to the box, and then opened the window in front of Holmes.
When the guards rushed in, there was no sign of Zhang Heng in the box, only Holmes, his accomplice, was left lying on the ground dumbfounded.
Zhang Heng has lv1 rock climbing skills, and he climbed down easily along the decoration on the outer wall of the theater. When his feet touched the ground, the guy disguised as a waiter also ran out from the theater gate. After reaching Zhang Heng, he immediately ran in the opposite direction.
Zhang Heng followed closely behind.
The two ran across half the street one after the other. The night in the West District was still very lively, and the gas lamps on the side of the road were all lit up. Compared with the East District where there was nothing, this place was like another country. There are still many pedestrians and carriages. London in the 19th century already had a lot of nightlife.
Restaurants, theatres, saunas, clubs, and many shops stay open even after sunset.
The guy pretending to be a waiter gave up half a lap and ended up heading straight into a barbershop.
Zhang Heng also followed in, but he stopped vigilantly after only a few steps, but it was still too late.
Zhang Heng heard the sound of locking the door behind him.
Afterwards, several barbers in the barber shop who were still reading newspapers and spanking each other stood up from their seats and grabbed the razors on the barber table at the same time.
Zhang Heng roughly counted, and there are almost seven enemies including the apprentices, and the key is that they still have weapons in their hands, so this will not be an easy battle, so Zhang Heng is also ready for a hard fight, he He made a gesture of waiting, took off his dress, moved his wrists and ankles, and hooked his fingers at a fat barber in front of him.
Then the men in the barber shop rushed up.
Zhang Heng was not polite, turned around and ran behind him. He found the thinnest looking kid, who should be only ten or five years old, dodged one of his thrusts, and then picked up his collar, An over-the-shoulder fall smashed him to the two enemies in front of him, and the people behind him also killed him just after this action.
Zhang Heng just rolled on the spot and escaped this round of attacks, but before he could stand up from the ground, another knife was slashed at his back. He swung it down, but Zhang Heng also picked up the knife dropped by the little apprentice while rolling.
After avoiding the first blow, Zhang Hengge blocked the second blow, and at the same time hugged the guy wielding the knife, causing the latter to hit a side mirror and temporarily lose his fighting ability, but the price was that his left arm was shot The last person was stabbed, and the two people who were briefly blocked on the other side also rushed forward.
Zhang Heng had no choice but to stand up and continue to fight. Taking advantage of this gap, he grabbed another small knife from the dressing table, so that both left and right hands could attack, and he would not be so flustered anymore.
The battle lasted for about six minutes. In the end, the four barbers and one apprentice fell to the ground, and the remaining two barbers were also panting. However, Zhang Heng was also in a bit of a mess, with several cuts on his body, but fortunately he didn't lose his appearance.
Although his physical strength is excellent, after all, he has already experienced a battle in the theater before, and after chasing him so far, he has consumed a lot of energy, and now he doesn't care about dealing with the remaining two people, so he leans on the dressing table to catch his breath .
At this tense moment, there was a sudden knock on the door again.
People on both sides were startled, and then Zhang Heng saw Sherlock Holmes standing outside the door. He was gesturing, as if asking the people inside to help open the door.
However, the two barbers looked at each other, but no one left.
So Holmes outside the door shrugged his shoulders and had no choice but to do it himself. He picked up his walking stick and smashed the glass on a door. Then he stretched his right hand in and fumbled for the bolt inside.
Seeing that the situation was not good, a barber rushed over with a knife. Holmes didn't retract his hand, but when the opponent was about to rush in front of him, he suddenly took out the cane with the other hand, hooked the opponent's neck, and with all his strength, the guy's head hit the door directly. superior.
Then Holmes easily opened the door and walked in. He put his cane on the ground and asked Zhang Heng and the rest of the people, "Sorry, did I bother you?"
"One thing, I thought you would be in the carriage going to the police station now." Zhang Heng wiped the sweat from his forehead.
"Ah, you did very well in leaving me there and running away, but fortunately the doorman at the theater knew me, and the deputy chief of the police station in another box can also testify to me." Holmes said, "So here I am, by the way, if you would have stayed longer you would have heard my warning, the guy pretending to be the waiter was a Prussian, and Prussians in London happen to be very fond of gangs, so it was no accident that you were ambushed , and in the chase you should avoid the Prussian crowds."
After speaking, Holmes looked around and saw the staggering Prussian barbers at his feet, and said, "However, I have to admit that I am quite surprised by this result. I know you can fight, but I don't know that you can hit it." This level."
After speaking, he suddenly and quickly swung the cane in his hand, and hit the only barber who was still standing. The latter wanted to run away, but the lower abdomen hit by this blow also fell to the ground.
"You're welcome."
"Is your neck better?" Zhang Heng asked.
"It's not very good. I don't know. After this matter is over, I'll probably go to the clinic for a checkup." Mentioning the neck, Holmes' mood also became very bad. He rubbed the pinched red area, " Is that guy still in there?"
"I don't think so, otherwise I wouldn't be 1v7, but 1v8 just now."
Upon hearing this, Holmes went to the door of the back room, opened it and saw that the window was open.
"Well, it's not like we didn't gain anything this time, but we can at least answer your second question before."
"Um?"
"Aren't you wondering how this Mr. M knew the secret behind the Viscount's oil painting?" Holmes stroked his chin. "After this incident, I am more and more convinced that Mr. M is not acting alone. , since he has someone who helps him run errands, he will naturally also have someone who helps him collect information. I am afraid that what we are going to face this time is not a single person, but a criminal gang. Step on the spot, and some of them are responsible for buying people around the target, and our Mr. M is the leader, he only needs to do a good job of coordinating and planning."
While talking, Holmes watched Zhang Heng pick up the crumpled dress that had been trampled on the ground, "Where are you going?"
"Go back to the theater and finish listening to the opera." Zhang Heng shivered and put the dress on his body again, "Anyway, someone gave me the ticket, so it would be impolite to leave the theater halfway through, oh and , "Zhang Heng walked to the door and stopped, "You are welcome to save your life before."
"I thought you had forgotten that," said Holmes.
"You were strangled by someone, and it's not easy to forget the tomato-like complexion." Zhang Heng waved his hand, "I'm leaving, I leave the matter here to you, I didn't kill them, they were all just skin trauma."
"Well, that female lead singer is indeed very beautiful. I hope you won't be fascinated by her and affect our next actions, my dear Eastern friend." Holmes said with a worried expression.