Chapter 003: Dazhu Izakaya, the transformed body
"I have to find a way to get a set of clothes."
Zhang Hao looked around and saw a red short-sleeved shirt and a chef's apron on the cooking table.
He crouched down and walked over quietly.
He took a short-sleeved shirt, put it on, and tied an apron around his neck, looking like a chef.
Zhang Hao turned around and walked towards the outer hall, lifted the curtain between the kitchen and the outer hall, wanting to see what was going on outside.
But as soon as my hand touched the curtain, the sound of bells rang in my ears.
"Oh no!" He didn't even see a golden bell hanging on the curtain.
As a clear bell sounded, the fat man who was sleeping started and opened his small eyes.
"Who are you!"
“…”
Zhang Hao wanted to get away with it by pretending to be a customer who stumbled into the kitchen by mistake, but he was helpless and held back the words that came to his mouth for a long time without uttering a single word.
"SHIT! I can't speak bird language," Zhang Hao thought depressedly.
"Just fell!" Then he casually said.
When the fat man heard this inexplicable sentence in poor Japanese language and saw Zhang Hao wearing the apron he usually wore when cooking, he immediately became alert.
His right hand reached under the mattress.
Zhang Hao noticed this subtle movement immediately. In a place like this, it would be possible for an ordinary cook to pull out an AKM from under the mattress.
Zhang Hao immediately glanced around, stepped forward and picked up a sashimi knife for cutting salmon on the table not far away.
He pressed the handle of the knife with his thumb and threw the sashimi knife hard towards the fat man's right wrist.
The knife shot out as fast as lightning, bringing with it a whooshing sound that broke through the wind!
Zhang Hao was shocked by his speed and strength! When did he have such explosive power?
The fat man groaned as his right wrist was nailed firmly to the mattress by the sashimi knife. The blade pierced through his wrist and the mattress and sank into the bottom bed board.
A blood-red rose bloomed on the wrist.
The fat man suffered a loss at the hands of Zhang Hao and immediately wanted to call for help.
How could Zhang Hao let him succeed? He rushed to the fat man in an instant, held the fat man's left hand, and pushed the fat man's cheek with his right hand!
“Crack!”
A sound of broken bones came from the fat man's neck!
Then the fat man's head drooped to the side. Zhang Hao pulled his entire neck and there was no sound at all.
Zhang Hao looked at his "masterpiece". It was his first time killing someone, and his hands trembled slightly.
"Although I graduated from a sports school and my physical fitness is slightly better than that of ordinary people, it is only slightly better. The knife I just shot out and the speed I rushed over were obviously not achievable in the past!" Zhang Hao wondered.
Zhang Hao shook his head and threw these questions out of his mind.
Because of the previous round of explosion, the battery has already turned red. Zhang Hao also clearly felt dizzy. After all, he now has an artificial heart, and all the power comes from the external battery on his waist and a coin-sized internal battery.
There was no time to deal with the fat man's body, so Zhang Hao reached under the mattress.
It feels icy cold to the touch.
Zhang Hao picked it up and saw that it was indeed a black Glock pistol with a short silencer.
If his body had not been inexplicably transformed and strengthened, he would have been killed by this gun just now. Zhang Hao was also afraid.
Zhang Hao pursed his lips and put the black pistol behind his waist.
He would not stupidly put the gun in front of him. If the gun went off accidentally, the consequences would be serious...
From the moment the attack was made to the moment the fat man's neck was pulled by Zhang Hao, it took only one minute. No one from outside came in, so they probably didn't notice the situation inside.
Zhang Hao adjusted the apron around his waist, trying his best to make himself look less different, and then walked out slowly.
After killing one person, Zhang Hao became calm and composed.
It was noon and there were not many people in the store. Only one customer was typing away on his laptop.
The waiter with curly hair was sitting at the counter, resting his head on his hands, looking drowsy.
Zhang Hao swaggered towards the door without even raising his eyelids.
“Huh~”
Squinting his eyes and breathing the long-lost fresh air, the early summer sunshine shining on his body made Zhang Hao feel as if he was in a trance.
He turned around and took a look at the store he had escaped from, the " Dazhu " izakaya. Zhang Hao secretly took note of it and then walked away.
Zhang Hao looked around. The shops on both sides of the street were all kinds of sex shops, nightclubs, and pubs. At the corners of the street, groups of yellow-haired people pointed at passers-by and whistled frivolously.
It turned out that Zhang Hao was at Kabukicho Ichibangai, which is known as the "No. 1 Happy Street on the Island". Every night, it is brightly lit and extremely noisy, and many shops are open until dawn.
"hateful!"
Zhang Hao was stripped down to his underwear, and his cell phone and suitcase were long gone.
Fortunately, facial scanning payment has become popular all over the world, so Zhang Hao is not in a hurry. If all else fails, he can just take a taxi to Lu Jiajia's apartment.
"The most urgent task is to solve the battery power problem," Zhang Hao thought as he stood on the side of the road.
Several passers-by looked back from time to time and pointed at Zhang Hao.
Zhang Hao saw a 24-hour convenience store not far away and walked straight in.
I found a charger that matched the battery he had, put on a set of more normal disposable clothes, and bought a bottle of iced mineral water and a hamburger.
After paying, Zhang Hao picked a seat at the back of the convenience store and sat down.
After plugging in the charger and watching the small green lightning on the battery screen jumping up and down, Zhang Hao felt a little more at ease. At least in the short term, his life was still in his own hands.
Zhang Hao unscrewed the bottle cap, tilted his head back and gulped down the drink. The iced mineral water flowed straight down his mouth, and the cool feeling surged up, instantly freeing his head from the confused state of the past few days.
I sorted out my thoughts and recalled what happened in the past two days, hoping to find some clues...
Half an hour later.
Zhang Hao shook his head and found that he didn't find many useful clues. The only things he could be sure of were a few things.
First, his heart was removed, but an artificial heart was given to him.
Second, he is still alive, his body has been strengthened, and there are currently no adverse reactions.
Thirdly, there must be some connection between the two taxi drivers and the izakaya called "Dazhu". Izakayas are not as simple as they seem. Which decent restaurant would have a crematorium in the basement!
"Since I have no clue, I should contact Jia Jia first... I guess this girl must be getting anxious because she can't contact me," Zhang Hao said to himself as he glanced at the fully charged battery.
