"As long as the matter between us and Maimaiti does not end, we will kill many, many more people. Either we die or they die. This is a very simple truth. We are not figures in the world, but we are already in the world.
It’s not up to us.”
"clear."
Liu Biao was in a daze for a while, but this time, he truly understood what the bloody world is. There is no sympathy or pity in the world, there is just killing and blood, and of course, there are also beautiful women with wine and gold.
"Okay, you go to bed early and get up tomorrow morning to finish that matter. I'll take care of some things now." Zhang Yang stood up and patted Liu Biao on the shoulder.
…
Liu Biao was a person who couldn't hide his thoughts. When he was happy or unhappy, it showed on his face. Soon, he forgot about the father and son killers and dreamed of him. Miss Xiaoqing, sister Xiaoqing was
She is beautiful, with delicate facial features, smooth skin, and a pair of jade peaks that are too developed for her figure. They feel just right in the hand, tsk tsk...
Looking at Liu Biao drooling on the bed, Zhang Yang couldn't help but smile. Many times, Liu Biao didn't look like a gangster, but more like a child with a big temper. Zhang Yang liked Liu Biao's character, arrogant yet kind, and definitely not like that.
A great way to annihilate great evil people.
That night, Zhang Yang barely slept. He drew a complete map of the streets in County D, tore up some bloody gloves in his backpack and threw them into several trash cans...
Zhang Yang didn't finish the work until six o'clock in the morning.
When he sat on the bed, Zhang Yang was worried about being unable to determine the location of the killer. Although that kind of meditation could detect the surrounding environment, it could not be mobilized at any time, and the distance was far from meeting the requirements.
How long does it take to practice before you can enter a meditative state anytime and anywhere?
Thinking of the strange people he met in the park, Zhang Yang felt a little excited. If his skills could really reach that level, firearms would become a joke in front of him.
At the same time, Zhang Yang also thought of the young man named "Feng". Obviously, that person was much younger than him, but his skills were definitely higher than his. It was an indescribable feeling. Zhang Yang believed in his
It felt like, at least, he wouldn't be able to beat someone over the head with a gun butt. That would require more than just strength.
Liu Biao was strong enough! However, there was absolutely no way Liu Biao could smash a person's skull into pieces with the butt of his gun.
What Zhang Yang couldn't understand even more was how the young man made the man with the gun lose the ability to resist.
Zhang Yang was frantically calculating various possibilities in his head, but he couldn't think of any way for the young man to make the man with the gun not resist or shoot...
Zhang Yang couldn't help but sigh. He already knew a lot of knowledge, but the more he knew, the more confused he became. Many things couldn't be explained by knowledge at all.
There is also the matter of Maimaiti that makes Zhang Yang feel more and more complicated. It seems that Maimaiti has a strong background. This background is so powerful that even the strange person in the park is afraid of it and even fawns over it.
What kind of person would that be?
Even if Maimaiti is killed, will that person kill him?
This is what Zhang Yang cares about most. Although Zhang Yang wants to kill Maimaiti, he has not yet been carried away by hatred.
The computer program warned him not to kill Maimaiti. At that time, Zhang Yang didn't take it to heart. However, things were not simple when Aunt Yan told her. First of all, Aunt Yan could know Maimaiti's whereabouts. Then, it meant that Aunt Yan
She is very familiar with Maimaiti. Judging from Aunt Yan’s demeanor and tone when she mentioned Maimaiti, Aunt Yan is even more powerful than Maimaiti. At least, she should be richer than Maimaiti. Judging from the fact that she is her daughter
Some clues can already be seen from the fact that a birthday gift is an investment of hundreds of millions of yuan.
So what kind of person is he?
Zhang Yang was puzzled that one person could restrain Maimaiti, Seventh Brother, the old man, and the master he met in the park. Everything told him that there was such a person, but from some
Based on their words, it seems that this person has not appeared for a long time...
Zhang Yang had a splitting headache.
Should Maimaiti be killed or not?
This is something Zhang Yang has always been conflicted about, and he also has to consider Liu Biao's feelings. After all, Xiao Yuanxing was forced to death by Maimaiti, and Xiao Yuanxing is Liu Biao's eldest brother. This relationship even goes beyond him and Liu Biao.
Xiao Yuanxing’s uncle-brother relationship.
Judging from Zhang Yang's psychological analysis, Maimaiti can be killed or not as long as he does not chase them. After all, Xiao Yuanxing is paying for his life. Recently, Zhang Yang has thoroughly understood the principle of "huddle".
People who are messy must have the awareness to be killed. I believe that Xiao Yuanxing also had this awareness when he died, otherwise, he would not be so calm.
Kill it!
Zhang Yang took the sharp machete on the bedside table in his hand and stroked it gently. No matter how powerful the other person's background was, he had no choice now, because he was the one who wanted to buy the feed!
The prerequisite for him to let Maimaiti go is that Maimaiti must let them go first. Obviously, Maimaiti will not do this.
Maimaiti has enough funds and intelligence resources to hunt him down. As long as they stay in any place for too long, they will wait for Maimaiti to chase him, unless, as the smart program said,
Go as far as you can, anonymously.
This is impossible. Even if Zhang Yang wants to remain anonymous, Liu Biao will never be able to do it. If Liu Biao is willing to remain anonymous, then Liu Biao will not be Liu Biao, and then Liu Biao will not have so many densely packed knives on his body.
Scarred.
kill!
A cold smile appeared on Zhang Yang's face. Since there is no retreat, what other choice is there?
Gently putting down the machete that was shining with cold light, Zhang Yang walked to the window and looked at the sky that was already shining slightly. Suddenly, he missed that girl a little. Although he didn't get along with the girl for a long time,
However, there is an inexplicable feeling, which is a very special feeling. In fact, he and the girl have only been separated for dozens of hours, but he has a deep longing for her, which even transcends
I miss Xiao Yiran...
Zhang Yang himself didn't understand that he would have such thoughts and compare Xiao Yiran to a girl.
In fact, Zhang Yang himself doesn't know that Xiao Yiran is the superior goddess in his mind. Until now, Zhang Yang still has the illusion that he and Xiao Yiran are lovers. But girls are different. Girls feel very close to Zhang Yang.
, a very cordial feeling, very real, a real existence.
Don't know what she is doing?
Will you dye your hair into colorful colors again?
Zhang Yang's eyes fell on the phone on the bedside. Suddenly, he had an uncontrollable urge to call...
"Dudu..."
The call went through, but no one answered it for a long time. Zhang Yang became more and more nervous. Zhang Yang didn't understand why he was nervous.
No one answered!
What happened?
Zhang Yang felt like he was going crazy. If the phone call failed, Zhang Yang wouldn't be anxious. However, when the call went through and no one answered, something was wrong. After a few days of contact with the girl, Zhang Yang discovered that the girl's phone never left her side.
"Dudududu..."
Cold sweat breaks out on Zhang Yang's head...
"Hello...who?" Finally, a voice came from the phone. It was confused and seemed to be drunk. There seemed to be noisy music on the phone, and Zhang Yang's hands were shaking a little.
"Zhang Yang." Zhang Yang said softly.
"Zhang Yang... where are you? I'm in Yanjing... what are you doing? Get away..."
Shockingly, the girl's voice on the phone, which was full of surprises, was suddenly full of murderous intent. Immediately afterwards, there was chaos on the phone, the sound of breaking glass, the sound of a door being opened, the sound of slaps, and the sound of some girls.
Screams... there was a click and the phone was disconnected!
"Hey, hey, what happened? Wang Yan, Wang Yan...Wang Yan...speak..."
Zhang Yang put the phone down from his ear and stared at the silent phone blankly. The phone was disconnected.
"Zhang Yang, what's wrong?"
Liu Biao, who was woken up, couldn't help but feel a chill running down his spine when he looked at the murderous but dull expression on his face. He felt a crazy murderous intention, which could be sensed through the pores of his skin. Liu Biao didn't understand why he
He had this feeling, but he could indeed sense Zhang Yang's crazy murderous intent. The murderous intent was still spreading crazily in the air, as if the air had turned cold.
Zhang Yang looked blank and did not answer Liu Biao. He put the receiver back on the phone and started dialing very slowly, word by word. The phone showed that it could not be connected.