The Road to Slaying God

Watching Liu Biao hugging the old man, Zhang Yang couldn't help but hugged the two after closing the doors and windows of the guard room. The struggling old man seemed to understand what was happening and didn't struggle anymore because he saw Two lines of tears were also shed.

These days of fleeing, Zhang Yang only realized how happy it is to be able to see the old man every day and listen to the old man blowing the sea, and many things are only known when they are lost.

Zhang Yang and Liu Biao need a vent and a comfort too. No doubt, the old man is their best vent.

If Liu Biao's crying could be a prank, then tears of tears must have happened.

"It's okay, it's okay, just come back." The old man gently patted the shoulders of them for comfort.

Finally, Zhang Yang and Liu Biao let go of the old man and glanced at each other, their faces turned red, and they wiped their tears a little awkwardly.

"I want to know what happened?" The old man is also a man who is mature, naturally thinking about what might happen, not to mention, it has been a long time since I have seen Zhang Yang and Liu Biao.

Zhang Yang and Liu Biao looked at each other.

"It's okay, it's okay, I just miss you a bit, right, did the professor's wife get it?" Zhang Yang asked a different topic.

"Hey, it's done, we're going to get a marriage certificate after the New Year, but the wedding may have to wait for a while, after all, my husband died ..."

Speaking of this topic, the old man's eyebrows fluttered suddenly. It seems that his second spring brought his dead wood back to life. Liu Biao kept looking at the old man's skinny body. In his head, he imagined that the old man was doing piston motion. What a plot ...

"Wang Bo is really old and strong!" Liu Biao laughed with a thumbs up.

"Of course, I thought that when I was in Vietnam, I was alone, with 170 bullets ..." The old man spit and fluttered.

"Ahem ... I said the old man, last time it was 210 bullets, why did it change to 170 this time?" Liu Biao interrupted the old man's doubts.

"Boy, I don't learn well all day, do I have it? Did I say it was 210 bullets? There are ... actually nothing, the battlefield is changing rapidly, it ’s normal to have more or less bullets ... then I ’m hiding in a pierced ear of a cat. I do n’t know a python? You have thick thighs. That thing is really a good thing. You can avoid mosquitoes and mice in the summer and cool it as an air conditioner in the winter. With a gentle look, I couldn't fall asleep, hey ... The python accompanied me to spend the entire summer in the pierced ears of the cat. Unfortunately, the Communist Party later destroyed our supply line for a while, and was hungry. It's ... "

Zhang Yang and Liu Biao watched the old man brazenly. Although they all knew it was false, the old man said that the experience was at least dozens of Vietnam War soldiers, all of which were pressed on his head.

This time, Zhang Yang and Liu Biao did not interrupt the old man, listening quietly, but only occasionally wiping the foam sprayed on the face by the old man.

"Hey ... now your day is better. At that time, eating was a problem. Once our troops seized a batch of food. The soldiers had a full meal. As a result, three people were killed that night ..."

"The last time I said it killed five people, there are two people missing from Lu Di?"

"Go ... I must say less. Who wants to kill his comrades ... by the way, are you hungry?" The old man said as he took out the black plastic bag from the drawer.

"Hungry ... no no ... I'm not hungry ..."

"We have eaten just now. Don't be hungry or hungry. You can keep it for yourself ..."

As soon as Zhang Yang heard of the hungry man, they immediately realized that they had forgotten to eat breakfast. Although they had a supper last night, it was a beer filled with belly. However, when they saw the black plastic bag taken out by the old man, , Immediately said they were not hungry, they all recognized it, that was the last time they threw it to the ground, because there was a red plastic bag inside the black plastic bag, and there was a hole in the black plastic bag, all the evidence was It shows that the old man threw the bread they had thrown on the ground back again ...

"Really not hungry?"

"Not hungry!" Zhang Yang and Liu Biao affirmed in unison.

"Ah, it seems to be wasted, and the shelf life is probably expired if we don't eat it ..." The old man looked regretful, put the bread on his nose, sniffed it, and wrapped it carefully in the drawer.

"..."

Zhang Yang and Liu Biao glanced at each other and could not help but wipe the sweat on their foreheads.

However, cold sweat returned to cold sweat, the two actually have a warm feeling.

"Wang Bo, ask you something, have you seen Xiao Yiran?" Zhang Yang finally asked his question, looking at Wang Bo's thoughtful expression, Zhang Yang's heart jumped to his throat.

"Xiao Yiran ... Remember, I saw her yesterday, and she didn't seem to come to school. I saw she moved the quilt and daily necessities. At that time, there were a few female classmates to send her. Where did I go? "Ask her something?"

"Ok!"

Hearing that Xiao Yiran appeared yesterday, Zhang Yang breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Does Wang Bo know where Xiao Yiran lives?"

"I know."

The old man hadn't answered yet, Liu Biao answered immediately, Zhang Yang found that he actually asked a stupid question. Since Liu Biao worshiped Xiao Yuanxing and followed Xiao Yuanxing, naturally he knew where Xiao Yuanxing lived.

"Wang Bo, we're leaving. If Wang Bo is convenient in my dormitory, please help me clean it up. In addition, don't tell others we've been there." Zhang Yang said later, looking serious.

"Rest assured, but didn't you meet someone you knew just now?"

"Encountered, hehe, we didn't recognize us." Zhang Yang laughed.

"That's right, if it weren't for me, it wouldn't be easy for the average person to recognize what you are now."

The old man looked at Zhang Yang and Liu Biao up and down. Compared to when they were at school, they were not like a student, a straight suit, a white shirt, a bit serious expression, more like a successful young society, The most important thing is that Zhang Yang and Liu Biao's hair styles have changed, and people who are not quite familiar are indeed hard to recognize.

In this school, most of the students who are familiar with the two are senior students, and most of the senior students have gone out to find work. Those who stay in the school are either graduate students or lovers. Who would notice them ...

"By the way, you do n’t want a diploma. Last time I talked to the two of you with the director of teaching. Many things need to be dealt with. Otherwise, do n’t get the diploma. Do n’t ask my old man to find a relationship ..."

"Oh, do n’t forget the broken graduation certificate of this school, Wang Bo, we may have to go out for a long time, we will miss you, when you get married, we will rush back if possible." Zhang Yang suddenly felt himself His nose was a little sore, he never thought that one day he would have a reluctant feeling for the old man.

"Huh ... go out ... you're gone, and there are not many people in this school who are willing to listen to the old man, I'm bragging, now the child, hey ... it's getting rude ..." The old man waved and turned to lie down on the chair I closed my eyes and it seemed that I didn't want to talk to Zhang Yang Biao.

"Old man, gone!"

"Uncle Wang, go! '

The old man just nodded and still didn't open his eyes ... When Zhang Yang Liu Biao turned and went out, the old man immediately stood up and looked at the two people who were getting in the taxi from the window, and touched his nose, feeling a sore, poor child , Dressed so brightly, and afraid that people will recognize it, it is estimated to be a duck, but I heard that this career is very promising ...

Zhang Yang naturally did not think that the old man actually suspected that they were ducks, otherwise he would spit blood and died.

"Go to Xiao Yiran's home now?" Liu Biao asked after getting on the bus.

"Um." Zhang Yang nodded surely.

Golden Dawn Island!

This is a high-end villa group. It is built by the city of Chuangzi, with birds and flowers and green grass. People who can live here are either rich or expensive. When you see the river in front of the villa group, Zhang Yang and Liu Biao couldn't help looking at each other again, it didn't take long, as if hundreds of years later, the two escaped from the river that night. The dredging of the river water had not been completely completed, and it was extremely stink ...

"Will the people buying and buying stay here?" Liu Biao worried after getting off the taxi.

"No, since Mai Maiti did not kill Xiao Yiran, then, I would not monitor her, because Xiao Yuanxing is dead, and a girl would not be concerned about such a character as Mai Maiti. If you watch too tightly, but let Qige and the old man make a joke, not to mention that Maimaiti doesn't know my relationship with Xiao Yiran at all, just know a little and think that it is just a classmate ... "

"Do you have a relationship?" Liu Biao stared at Zhang Yang with his eyes wide open. Zhang Yang had just leaked a very important message.

"Ahem ... that ... that ..."

"Say, don't talk about Manchu's top ten torture waiters!"

(To be continued)