The Road to Slaying God

Although Zhang Yang was walking towards the front, his attention always kept an eye on the old janitor at the back. If the old man suddenly asked him or yelled, he had to run away immediately.

Fortunately, Zhang Yang just gave a false alarm, and the old man didn't move.

Zhang Yang could not help but take a long breath, and it seemed that his camouflage was very successful.

When Zhang Yang came to the office, he couldn't help but feel ecstatic. He couldn't think of the first plan he had made, and realized his goal, because the office was just the middle-aged policeman. He was not wearing a uniform and was writing at the desk.

"Well ..." Zhang Yang didn't come in, knocking politely.

"What?" The middle-aged policeman glanced up and immediately wrote something at the desk.

"Uncle Police ... I'm ... come to report ..." Zhang Yang stuttered.

"What's the case? Say!" The middle-aged policeman finally raised his head. The young man who reported the case seemed to have a problem with his mind, his speech was stuttering, and his eyes were a bit dizzy.

"I, I ... I just ... went there to play ... I found ... I found a lot of these things ..." Zhang Yang shook out many blue cigarette boxes from his backpack.

"King Furong King!" The middle-aged policeman's eyes lightened, he put down his pen, took Zhang Yang's handful of cigarettes in his hand, looked at them, and shook the road: "Where was it found? How much more do you have? "

"It's ... a lot ... a lot ... a couple of big boxes ... I don't have anything to pack ... I just ... take so many ..."

Zhang Yang put dozens of packs of cigarettes in the backpack on the table. This time, in order to report Liu Biao's slap in revenge, but spent a lot of money, he bought a few fine Hibiscus King cigarettes and spent more than a thousand oceans. Although Zhang Yang was reluctant, he thought it was worthwhile. If Liu Biao's nagging was always awkward for this matter and could not sleep, spending this money would be nothing.

"How big are the boxes?"

The middle-aged policeman stood up suddenly, he almost immediately thought of tobacco smuggling. You know, tobacco monopoly has been implemented now, even if the smuggling of cigarettes is a lucrative industry in the Mainland, many people drag the cigarettes for export. Seek huge profits locally.

"Uh ... uh ... there are three boxes ... five boxes ... seven boxes ..." Zhang Yang held his finger, saliva dripping from the corner of his mouth, and he was a fool.

"Who told you to report the crime? Does anyone know?" The middle-aged policeman controlled the fierce heartbeat. If there were so many, there would be at least hundreds of thousands, or even millions.

"My mom ... Mommy said ... When you encounter something that was lost, you have to tell the police uncle ... No one knows, I came here directly ..."

"Well, good boy, your mother is very educated. Let's go and see. Don't tell others, the police uncle look first before making a decision." The middle-aged policeman stood up and packed the flamboyant cigarettes in a black plastic bag. After putting it in the drawer, lock it.

The two walked out of the office. When Zhang Yang came out, he immediately saw the old guard's eyes looking at him, and he seemed puzzled. It seemed that the old man was very impressed with Zhang Yang. Otherwise, it would not be this expression.

Zhang Yang's heart beat again.

The old man watched Zhang Yang and the middle-aged policeman came over, his mouth opened, and he was just about to speak. Then he knew that the policeman spoke first.

"I'm in a hurry right now. This child is a distant relative of mine. Well, here's a bit ..." The middle-aged policeman interrupted before he could wait for the old guard to open his mouth. It means that Zhang Yang has a problem.

"what……"

The old man opened his mouth and did not respond. The policeman left with publicity, leaving the old man alone thinking about where the young man had met, why there was a familiar feeling, that figure, And the movement around ...

While the old man was thinking hard, Zhang Yang had brought the middle-aged policeman to the rotten tailgate and pushed it to the side of the wall. In fact, the rotten tailgate was across the wall from the riot detachment. The only difference was the need Make a turn.

"Police ... Uncle Police ... Should we ... tell the janitor ..." Zhang nodded stiffly toward the door.

"No, let's take a look first. Uncle Police will handle it."

The middle-aged policeman looked at the rotten tailgate, and couldn't help but admire the smugglers. He dared to choose such a place to deliver goods. This is exactly the old saying that the more dangerous the place is, the safer it is, of course. I'm still a little skeptical that the developer of this building is smuggling. After all, it is not easy for ordinary people to put things in this rotten tail building. At least, there are still people watching ...

"Oh ... I heard the police uncle, Mommy told me like this ..." Zhang Yang's expression of a good boy.

"Uh-huh, you're a good boy. The police uncle will buy you candy, but you have to remember, don't tell anyone, you know?" The middle-aged policeman smiled mildly and kindly.

"Well, I won't tell anyone."

The police didn't find out, Zhang Yang suddenly stopped stuttering ...

...

The two talked all the way, and they had entered the rotten tail floor, and climbed from the fire stairs to a small room on the third floor. The light in this room was very faint. It might be used for toilets and vents.

"Where's the smoke?" Looking at the empty room, he suddenly had a bad hunch. Unfortunately, everything was late.

"it's here……"

"Peng ..."

As soon as Zhang Yang's voice fell, he slashed it in the middle of the middle-aged policeman's neck. The middle-aged policeman felt a sudden dizziness, and collapsed on the ground like a bone was removed. At the moment of fainting, he was very Regret is very regrettable. According to the police regulations, there should be at least two people in this report ...

Of course, he didn't know that Zhang Yang had already made the worst plan, even if it was three people, he also had a certain degree of certainty. This kind of certainty stems from the recent manifestation of strength. Of course, if he surpasses the three people, he will give up. After all, the police It's the police. He can't kill people, he can only stun. The technical difficulty is more than killing a few police officers.

Zhang Yang first carefully cleaned the police's belongings, including turning off the mobile phone, and then unceremoniously put the more than 2,000 yuan in the police wallet into his own pocket, which can just make up for those few excellent Hibiscus King's loss.

Tied the policeman, wrapped it with adhesive tape, threw it to the corner, clapped and walked away.

When Zhang Yang came out from the half of the fence, he just saw the police officer who drove out. Zhang Yang couldn't help but smile, took out his mobile phone bought by forty oceans and threw it to the overgrown fence. Shut down.

When Zhang Yang came back, he couldn't help but have a big head, because Liu Biao was still fighting the smart program.

He has been out for more than three hours and is still fighting.

"How many rounds?" Zhang Yang asked in the past.

"Only eight rounds, ***, Lao Tzu didn't actually win him. Gou said, I was so powerful, Lao Tzu broke out today ..." Liu Biao rubbed his hands and seemed to be ready to fight.

"..."

Zhang Yang wanted to tell him that the other party was a wise process, but he opened his mouth and said nothing. Since the young monk didn't say it himself, Zhang still thought it was better to say it. The young monk seemed to have a strange surname and should not be offended.

"When is it?" Liu Biao asked, staring at the computer.

"... Brother, there is time on the computer. Now it's more than nine o'clock and ten o'clock, we still have something to do ..." Zhang Yang is depressed. If Liu Biao's opponent is not that intelligent program, he would have slapped him. Liu Biao's head was on.

"Ah ... really, ***, I almost forgot, we are still looking for that trouble today, it seems that this one hundred rounds cannot be completed." Liu Biao said a little regretfully.

"You talk to him, say you have something, let's go first."

"Ok"

Around the world: I have something now, it's important, I can't accompany you anymore.

Luo Tongsha: Ah ... I haven't enjoyed it yet ...

Around the world: Brother, I'm sorry, this matter is very important. If I don't do it, I can't sleep for a lifetime, otherwise, how about we kill him for a few days, days and nights next time?

Luo Tongsha: It's so good, just agree, be careful.

Vertical and horizontal: Well, next time, I will add you as a QQ friend.

Luotong kill: Well, add it, go, be careful, I'm still waiting for you to play chess.

...

Watching the two answer one by one, Zhang Yang couldn't help wiping the sweat on his forehead. Liu Biao and the little monk were really a match made in heaven, one called "Luo Tongsha" and the other called "Crossing the World" ...

Really a perfect match!

(To be continued)