48 Hours a Day

Hemingway did not speak, but his eyes had already betrayed what he was thinking.

Zhang Heng didn’t bother to talk nonsense with him, and directly proved himself with actions, raising the shotgun in his hand.

Hemingway looked at the place where he was aiming, but he saw nothing there. Although there was moonlight tonight, it was sparse in the woods. The visibility was not good. Hemingway wanted to see again, but The next moment the gunfire has sounded.

Then Hemingway saw something swaying in the grass.

When the two walked forward, the tough American guy noticed the elk lying in the grass.

He has been on the battlefield, and more than once, he thinks that in this world, there should be nothing that can surprise him. After all, this world is nothing but life and death, but he can’t help but see the sight before him. The mouth is wide.

Hemingway himself is also a Sharpshooter, but because of this he knows more about the difficulty of Zhang Heng’s shot.

In this kind of visibility, and so far apart, it was shot dead.

“This… how did you do it? is it possible that you are the same as the female steward, who is the character, the lonely Sharpshooter? Or the bionic created by the guy who wrote the three laws of robots?” /p>

“Unfortunately, I am just a newcomer who has just accepted an invitation to come to the villa.”

“Really, I have heard so many stories today, but it is not as eye-opening as the shot you just shot.”

The tough guy squatted down while talking, carefully admiring the muzzle on the elk’s head, while still mutter incantations in his mouth, saying things like this is incredible.

“You teach me writing, how about I teach you hunting?” Zhang Heng saw the success aroused Hemingway’s interest, so he put away his shotgun, blunt said.

However, the tough guy hearing this shook the head, “I can’t teach you writing.” Paused he added, “Don’t get me wrong, I’m not discriminating against your fashion-oriented creative methods. After all, my own Novels are also very popular, but speak frankly, I really don’t know why they are popular. I just create freely according to my own wishes.”

“Probably because human beings share a lot of emotions.” Zhang Heng said.

“You are right, such as loneliness, no matter whether it is rich or poor, it is impossible for anyone in the world to avoid it, whether it is rich or poor. It is inevitable for anyone in the world,” Hemingway said. I am so lonely in tm, which is why I have been drinking too much. I used to desperately hope to receive letters, no matter who it is, just to confirm that in this world I am not alone, which is why I I don’t want you to be the second me, youngster.”