Zhang Heng did not strike too hard either, merely knocking his target unconscious. Then he said to Han Lu, who stood beside him in a daze, "Let's go."
Han Lu finally snapped out of it.
She had realized that every time she came into contact with Zhang Heng, she thought she understood him a little better. Yet in the end, Zhang Heng always proved that what she understood was only the tip of the iceberg.
That man had far too many secrets hidden within him.
Whenever Han Lu glimpsed one secret, even more secrets seemed to be waiting behind it. She even wondered whether anyone in this world could truly understand Zhang Heng completely.
The hotel was not very tall, and the two soon reached the ground floor.
They still used the side entrance, with Zhang Heng taking out the three guards first.
If the previous fight had happened too quickly for Han Lu to see clearly, then this time, she finally saw how Zhang Heng made his move.
Zhang Heng first used stealth to approach one of the targets. That target was positioned farther inside, with half his body still in the corridor, and he stood some distance from his two companions. While the man's gaze turned in the other direction, Zhang Heng slipped behind him without making a sound.
He was as quiet as a Persian cat stepping across a carpet.
Once he was close enough, he covered the man's mouth, dragged him into the corridor, and knocked him unconscious.
Then Zhang Heng deliberately made a small noise to draw the other two over. When they rounded the corner, all they saw was their companion lying on the ground. They immediately grew tense and raised their weapons toward the stairwell ahead, completely unaware that the danger was coming