Just when the two of them walked to the door of the dormitory, Zhou Yang suddenly stopped and turned to look under the camphor tree in front of him.
Seeing Zhou Yang's eyes, Huzi also looked over and saw a tall and thin man with hair covering half of his face. He was looking this way with his hands in his pockets.
"Brother Yang, do you know this person?" Huzi asked in a low voice.
Zhou Yang smiled and said: "Huzi, you go to my dormitory first, I have something to do!" After saying that, Zhou Yang walked straight towards Rambo.
"Hey, I said you wanted to kill me, could you not be so blatant? Do you know that I have fear?" Zhou Yang walked up to Rambo, with an expression on his face that was completely different from what he said.
Rambo said in a hoarse voice: "Do you have time?"
"Huh?" Zhou Yang was stunned for a moment: "Want to treat me to dinner?"
"Single challenge!"
The look in Rambo's eyes didn't look like the kind of person who was playing conspiracy, but when he said this, Zhou Yang always felt that there was something strange in it. The killer wanted to challenge him? What kind of logic is this?
In order to make the guy in front of him give up, Zhou Yang led Rambo to the open space behind the training room, put his hands in his pockets, and said easily: "After ten days, do you think you can beat me?"
"Yes!" Rambo snorted, and suddenly leaned forward, rushing towards Zhou Yang like a rabbit. Before he could reach Zhou Yang, he bent his legs and jumped directly into the air more than two meters high. He swept his legs towards Zhou Yang's cheek.
Smash it away.
Seeing that the other party didn't even say hello, Zhou Yang snorted coldly and stood still, looking up at Rambo who was falling like a meteor. Zhou Yang fiercely threw out his arms and used the Fulong Grasping Hand in an instant, accurately wrapping around him.
On Rambo's ankle.
Rambo, who was in the air, felt an unshakable force coming from his feet, and then his body flew out and hit the window of the training room heavily.
There was a bang, and a big hole was smashed out of the one-meter-high window. Rambo fell to the ground, covered with falling glass shards.
"You're too slow!" Zhou Yang said nothing, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it and held it in his mouth, then turned around and left.
After walking a few steps, Zhou Yang turned around, only to see Rambo following him closely three meters behind him with his head lowered.
"Hey, why are you still following me?" Zhou Yang stared at Rambo and asked warily.
Rambo crossed his arms, without even looking at Zhou Yang, and said coldly: "There is no rule that only you can leave this place!"
Zhou Yang gave Rambo a fierce look, turned around and walked towards the dormitory. When he reached the door of the dormitory, he looked back and saw that Rambo was still there.
Then he went upstairs to the door of the dormitory and looked again. Rambo was standing at the other end of the corridor, looking at the scenery below.
"Paralysis, you met a madman!" Zhou Yang slammed the dormitory door hard and said angrily.
Huzi was playing Landlords with Zhou Yang's computer. Tang Jin and Ma He didn't know where they were going. Wu Anbo basically belonged to the floating population of 503. The number of times he returned to the dormitory was almost the same as the number of times Ma He masturbated.
Proportional.
"What's wrong? Is that guy under the tree a lunatic?" Huzi threw the king bomb in his hand and quit the game after taking first place.
"Don't talk about him, Huzi, let's discuss what to do next?" Zhou Yang said, taking out the application form and placing it on the desk.
Rural Association! Huzi felt funny when he looked at the application form.
"Brother Yang, it's not like brothers are trying to attack you. Just the name of our association, even if we put up a banner, there probably won't be many people signing up!" Huzi said with some frustration.
Zhou Yang held a cigarette in his mouth and walked back and forth in the dormitory twice. Suddenly he slapped the table: "Why do you hang up a banner and beg others for membership fees like those societies? If you don't do it, except for the students in our finance class,
If other people want to come in, they have to look at my mood!"
"Huh? Why are you looking at me like this?" Zhou Yang turned around and saw Huzi's mouth wide open, staring at Zhou Yang with a gazing expression.
"Brother, if you do this, are you sure our association can flourish?" Huzi looked at Zhou Yang with disbelief. This statement completely overturned all Huzi's understanding of various clubs in school.
"Do you know why so many practitioners across the country want to join state-owned enterprises or government organizations?"
"Stability, complete welfare!" Huzi answered Zhou Yang without thinking. As the descendant of an outstanding entrepreneur, he still understood this common sense.
Zhou Yang snapped his fingers: "That's right, we will go to your father's group and invite those managers and directors to come and give lectures when they have nothing to do. When we have time, we will spend some money to let the members go out and have fun. In this way, you said you are still worried
No one joins our association?"
Huzi suddenly stood up from his chair and gave Zhou Yang a thumbs up: "What a great idea. I'll take care of inviting people to take classes. As the vice president, I also have to make some contributions to the association, right?"
"You are also responsible for the travel expenses. If you want to contribute, you must make a big contribution, right!" Zhou Yang chuckled and prepared to go out.
Zhou Yang was startled when he opened the dormitory door and saw Rambo standing straight beside the door like a zombie with his arms crossed.
Huzi, who came out with a dark face from behind, bumped into Zhou Yang's back. He also looked confused when he saw Rambo.
Zhou Yang glared at Rambo angrily and said loudly: "What do you mean? Do you still want to rely on me and not leave? Go back and tell your boss that if you have the ability, ask him to hire someone better than you!"
Then Zhou Yang and Huzi walked there, and Rambo followed them there without saying a word. Even when the two of them entered the toilet, Rambo didn't let them go.
An hour later, Zhou Yang, who was walking on the school road, stopped and turned to look at Rambo: "Brother, big brother... can you disappear from my side? Do you want to follow me for the rest of your life?"
Huzi whispered from the side: "Brother Yang, does this guy have a problem with his sexual orientation?"
After hearing this, Zhou Yang slapped Hu Zi on the back of the head, glared at him, and said angrily: "I don't want to be gay, so shut up!"
At this time, Rambo, who had remained silent, suddenly said: "You are a strong man, I will surpass you!"
"Beyond me? Then you should go back and practice for two more years before coming back. Don't follow me ghostly!" Zhou Yang almost collapsed, facing this silent guy in front of him.
"Only in battle can we continue to make progress, so I will follow you!" Rambo's words almost made Zhou Yang faint.
"Huzi, let's go to the world of heaven and earth!" Zhou Yang didn't want to say any more. Anyway, he found that talking to people like Rambo would make him cry if he talked too much.
"Wait a minute, I can kill the person who wants to deal with you!"
Zhou Yang stopped halfway and looked at Rambo with squinted eyes.
"Then what is your request?" Zhou Yang knew that there is no such thing as a free lunch in this world, so this guy suddenly retorted that he must have a request.
"Guide me and discuss with me at any time!" Rambo's hoarse voice was like the sound of friction between sand and stones, which sounded a bit harsh.
After thinking about it, Zhou Yang suddenly said: "I have two more requests. If I can do it, I will agree to it. First, you have to take action when I am in trouble. Second, you must not interfere with my private life.
, including when I go to the toilet!"
Without even thinking about it, Rambo nodded and quickly left Zhou Yang's sight.
"Brother Yang, is this guy really going to kill someone?" Huzi asked in surprise, as if in this person's eyes, human life is like buying something in the supermarket, and he takes it when he needs it!
Zhou Yang shook his head and said: "No, at most make your words clear and then help me deal with the next killer!"
"Then why don't you find the person who wants to kill you?" Huzi asked. He knew how painful it was to worry about the hidden killer around you every day.
"It's not time yet, let's go, I haven't chatted with An An for a long time!" As the two said, they drove straight to the world of heaven and earth.
On the outskirts of Tianxin District, Chen Dasheng and Zhen Haojian were playing in a private playground. The sun was setting. Chen Dasheng was wearing a white T-shirt and white sneakers, dancing with a golf club, and hit a white ball to a thousand meters.
On the grass outside.
Zhenhao Jian, who was standing next to him, applauded slightly and said with a smile: "Brother's technology has improved again, congratulations!"
Chen Dasheng turned around and took a sip of tea, waved his hand and said, "Don't you know how much I weigh? I'm not as strong as you!"
At this moment, a sudden voice sounded behind the two of them: "Zhou Yang, I can't kill him!"
Chen Dasheng was startled and turned his head. He didn't know when Rambo came over, but there was no sound. Besides, how did he find this place?
But these are not important. What surprised Chen Dasheng the most was Rambo's last words, he could not kill Zhou Yang.
"This is impossible. You are an underground boxing champion. It is impossible that you can't even kill a student!" The first thing Chen Dasheng reacted to was this fact. He had already heard of Rambo's identity.
"Zhou Yang is not someone you can offend, he is very powerful!" After Rambo finished speaking, he turned around and prepared to leave.
"Wait a minute!" Zhenhao Jian suddenly stood up and said angrily: "You also collected a deposit of 500,000 yuan from me, and now that I haven't killed him, you want to leave like this!"
Chen Dasheng next to him was about to take action to stop Zhenhao Jian, but saw that Rambo had already turned around and looked over.
"Mr. Chen, you know my rules. Who are you?" Rambo stared coldly at Zhenhao Jian with one eye. The latter felt a breath stuck in his throat when he was looked at by Rambo's cold eyes.
, dare not breathe.
Chen Dasheng said quickly: "Haha, since Mr. Lan has nothing to do, we don't blame you, sorry!"
Seeing the sound of Rambo disappearing, Zhenhao Jian grabbed the tea cup on the stone table, threw it to the ground, and shouted: "What the hell is this? You took my money and you are so awesome, brother.
, is this the master you are talking about? Even Zhou Yang can't deal with it!"
Zhenhao Jian looked at Chen Dasheng with a sneer, his face full of dissatisfaction.
"Brother, you also heard that Zhou Yang is too powerful. We'd better discuss this matter in the long run, otherwise..."
Before Chen Dasheng finished speaking, Zhenhao Jian stood up angrily and said in a hurry: "What's the plan? No matter how powerful that kid is, he can only be among ten people. I will go find him tonight and kill him. I don't believe that bullets can hit him."