Global Game: AFK In The Zombie Apocalypse Game [601-800]

Chapter 672 - Art Gallery

"I didn't know that they would attack you. I don't know anything. You know me. I'm just a middleman. I'm not familiar with them..."

Fang Heng sat in the back seat and quietly listened to Zhao Nan's explanation.

After Zhao Nan spent a few minutes cleaning herself up, Fang Heng said calmly, "Bring me to them."

A deep sense of defeat rose in Zhao Nan's heart.

She took a deep breath and asked, "How did you find me?"

"Your luck isn't good. My friend accidentally left his phone in the car. There's a GPS app on his phone."

Fang Heng looked at Zhao Nan through the rearview mirror. "Don't you think it's a coincidence?"

Zhao Nan gritted her teeth and thought to herself, "I'm so stupid!"

She secretly hated herself for being so careless and not checking the car properly before leaving.

Idiot! Idiot!

"Alright, your life is yours. I'll give you a minute to think about it and then take me to them."

Fang Heng retracted his gaze and looked out of the window.

"I don't like fighting and killing. It's because they don't have any morals."

Fang Heng shrugged as he spoke and sighed in his heart. "I've told you before. I just want to talk to them and make a deal with the Holy Court. It's supposed to be a win-win situation. If it had to be like this, it would be very difficult for me."

Through the rearview mirror, Zhao Nan saw Fang Heng's eyes under the mask, and a chill rose from the bottom of her heart.

Middleman like her, offending a powerful high-tier vampire player in the world of the vampires was no different from courting death.

Once she was targeted, she could forget about doing business quietly in the future.

After weighing the pros and cons, Zhao Nan decided to sell out those idiots from Lingxiao Gaming Guild.

"Alright, I'll bring you to a place, but I can't guarantee that you will be able to find them there."

"Very good, let's go."

"Now? Just the two of us? What about your companion?"

"He has something to do, just the two of us."

Zhao Nan still did not drive and said, "You can't tell them that I brought you there. Otherwise, you can just kill me."

"Ha." Fang Heng chuckled. "Let's go."

Zhao Nan heaved a sigh of relief in her heart. She turned the car around again and drove towards the outskirts of the city.

"Where are we going?"

"An art gallery. I only know that it's a secret stronghold of the Holy Court in the city. The members of the Lingxiao Gaming Guild have obtained the pendant. They should be heading there to submit their mission now."

Fang Heng's heart skipped a beat.

"You're referring to the St. Aslan Art Gallery?"

"You've heard of it too?"

Fang Heng was noncommittal. He gave Zhao Nan an unfathomable look.

That fellow, Sandy! After such a long time, he actually bumped into it!

...

St. Aslan Art Gallery.

After Ye Lingxiao snatched the pendant from Sandy's hands, he immediately rushed back to the art gallery to submit his mission.