Kapitel 406: Middleman

Zhang Heng tagged along with Little Boy to the nearby Carrefour, where they bought blankets, pillows, a rinse cup, underwear, socks, and razors. Little Boy also picked out a bottle of cologne for him, but Zhang Heng waved it off, indicating to her that he had no need for that sort of thing. When he passed by the knife rack, however, he stopped and picked up a pocket knife.

Its handle was made of rosewood with a brass end. Sporting a stainless-steel blade, it felt sturdy and durable. More importantly, it was only 11cm long—compact enough for traveling. With Zhang Heng's level 3 knife fighting skills, it would make a perfect melee weapon.

"Do you want it?" Little Boy asked.

"Can I?"

Zhang Heng looked at the price tag that read €35. "It's a little pricey," he hesitated, "I can choose another one."

"Never mind, just take this one. It'll just be deducted from your salary."

"Thank you."

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