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Chapter 40: Using a Gun

There was a loud sound of "Peng!"

"Zhang Yang...what are you doing in the middle of the night..." A head stretched out from Zhang Yang's bed, with puffy sleepy eyes.

"Ah...it's okay, it's okay, I dropped something..."

"Oh, it's time to go to bed. I've found an internship at an employer. You will be the only one in this dormitory tomorrow. By then, no one will tell you anything you want to do..." The guy on the upper bunk said in a daze.

"What about them?"

"We all interned together... I won't tell you, I'm so sleepy, I drank more than a box of beer..."

"Oh, go to sleep."



In the darkness, Zhang Yang held his breath and waited. Finally, a faint snoring came from above, but the other people on the bed did not wake up despite the initial noise. They were all obviously drunk.

Zhang Yang cautiously walked to the door with bare feet. Zhang Yang couldn't help but break into a cold sweat. The serrated dagger without a straight handle was inserted into the door. It was at least eight meters away from his bed to the door. Just now, he gently

How hard should the throw be?

Zhang Yang finally pulled the dagger out of the door. Because he couldn't make too much noise, and the dagger had serrations, it was very difficult. It took him half an hour to pull it out, leaving a mark on the door.

A gap that transmits light...

He randomly found some things to plug the gap, and tiptoed gently on the bed. Zhang Yang felt an uncontrollable ecstasy in his heart.

Could it be that "Sun Tzu's Art of War" is a masterpiece of martial arts?

Zhang Yang couldn't wait to recall "Sun Tzu's Art of War" in his mind. Unfortunately, Zhang Yang could no longer find the feeling of suddenly swinging the dagger just now. However, the book was still full of mysterious attraction, which made Zhang Yang hundreds of times.

I can't figure it out.

Obviously, there are some secrets in "The Art of War", but he can only use his mind to sense it, but cannot find out the specific place.

I wonder if other ancient books will have this effect?

Or is there something different about the "Art of War" in the school library?

In a daze, Zhang Yang fell asleep. In his dream, he swung out the electric serrated dagger and inserted it into Lu Fei's chest. Zhang Yang's mind turned blood red...

"Here we come." Lao Li was lying on the bamboo craft, not even bothering to open his eyes.

"Well... Uncle Li, have you had breakfast?" Zhang Yang walked into the bookstore.

"Eat, haha, I guess Liu Biao won't let Xiao Yuanxing arrange for someone to come here to take care of him. Sure enough!" The old man opened his eyes and smiled: "You lost the fight?"

"Hey, that guy just likes to be impulsive." Zhang Yang is very clear about Liu Biao's trouble-making character. There have been many fights in school in the past few years... But what is different from this time is that Liu Biao almost never gets into trouble at school.

He is invincible and has never suffered such a big loss.

"It's understandable, no one is young and frivolous!" The old man seemed to disagree.

"..."

Zhang Yang was sweating profusely. He originally thought that the old man would scold Liu Biao, but he didn't know that the old man actually praised Liu Biao's behavior.

"How to deal with it?" The old man seemed not to know about Zhang Yang's ten-day period.

"Wait for a few days... By the way, Uncle Li, I'm going to work alone these days, but there's something going on..."

"It's okay. It doesn't matter if you don't come. I will help Liu Biao watch. Haha, although Liu Biao is careless, he is not unjust. As a man, it is forgivable to be impulsive sometimes. You can reassure him that this alley

I'll show him the mouth and won't let anyone else take over, haha..."

"Thank you, Uncle Li. I don't need to bother you all day long. You won't be able to hold it for too long. I just don't have a very regular schedule."

"Oh, okay, you can come and leave whenever you want... By the way, take this mobile phone. If anything special happens at the entrance of the alley, just call. There is a number on it. When you are in the alley

, this place is yours to take care of." The old man handed Zhang Yang a small and exquisite mobile phone.

"kindness……"

Zhang Yang lowered his head and checked his phone. The power supply of the phone was sufficient, and there was only one stored number in the phone.

After staying for a few minutes and chatting with the old man about Liu Biao's situation, Zhang Yang wandered around the city's major bookstores and stalls selling used books and periodicals, and ruthlessly bought hundreds of ancient books and books about Liu Biao.

I carried a large snakeskin bag back to the bookstore filled with books and periodicals on martial arts knowledge.

"What are you doing?" Seeing Zhang Yang busy sorting out the new books and sweating profusely, the old man widened his eyes and said, "You don't want to learn martial arts from these books, do you?"

"Ahem...no...just looking..." Zhang Yang looked embarrassed.

"Is there something going on?" The old man immediately guessed that something might be going on with Zhang Yang.

"In ten days I will find the person who injured Liu Biao."

"Xiao Yuanxing didn't care?" The old man couldn't help but be stunned.

"No matter what Brother Xiao does, as long as there is no resolution that satisfies me within ten days, then I will do it!" Zhang Yang lowered his head and sorted the books, his faint voice full of determination.

"You want to find trouble for that Lu Fei yourself?"

"Then it depends on Brother Xiao's final result."

"Can you defeat the opponent?" The old man said with a smile: "Lu Fei must be a fighting master. I am sure that you are not his opponent. In fact, you are not qualified to fight with him."

"So, I will try my best to learn some martial arts knowledge now." Zhang Yang took a long breath, and a bag full of genuine and pirated copies were placed on the empty bookshelf in the bookstore according to their categories. No one would read this kind of book anyway, not to mention,

This old man's tattered books don't have many customers at all.

"..." The old man looked at the books on the bookshelf and couldn't help but feel dumb. It was simply unbelievable to learn kung fu from these books.

"Uncle Li, help me read for a while, I want to read a book."

"Oh... look, by the way, why don't you consider using other methods? Do you have to use martial arts?"

"Is there any other way?" Zhang Yang's eyes lit up.

"That's a lot!" The old man laughed and said, "Get a car and hit him to death when he comes out. Even if you get caught, it's just a traffic accident and you only get some money. It's amazing how many years you'll be in jail."

"Ah...ahem...I can't drive, and I don't have a car. Besides..."

"Do you want him to know clearly that you are taking revenge on him?"

"...How do you know?" Zhang Yang was stunned.

"Haha, Chinese people all like this way of revenge. Haven't you seen in the movies that when bad guys retaliate against good guys or when good guys beat bad guys to death, they have to face face to face humiliation? In fact, this is the stupidest thing, and it is often easy to end up in the end.

Overturning the situation in one second, the most famous underworld organization in Western countries, the Mafia, will never give the other party the slightest chance to humiliate the other party. As long as they think you are an enemy, they will look for various opportunities to make you disappear from the earth. Many people will die.

I don’t even know who killed him, and many cases have become unsolved..."

"...Anyway, hitting him with a car won't work. Is there any other way?" Although Zhang Yang thought the old man's words made sense, he still rejected the old man's suggestion.

"With a gun..." The old man sat up, his cloudy eyes became sharp, and he stared at Zhang Yang closely.

【**Coming soon...Where are the recommendation tickets?】


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