The Road to Slaying God

"Fuck, you can use your brains. That guy is not an ordinary person. Do you really think he is a student? Dog said, if you are a student, you will have that kind of murderous spirit? Do n’t you feel it? The murderous spirit we have developed is not the murderous one that we play with. Are you deaf? When he asked me if I would retaliate against him, he was already showing murder. If we go to the mold again, I promise that he will not be soft-hearted ... ... "

The boss scolded him, and the other big guys took it for granted. When he was on the train just now, the young man felt too deep. It was a very depressing feeling. It was difficult to breathe, as if Will suffocate in general.

"But at the beginning ... I'm seeing him like a child ..." The whole bitch, who was slap-slapped, clearly argued that he was echoing the boss's words.

"Pop!" Was another crisp sound.

"Paraly, why do I have such a stupid brother? You know? It looks terrible to look like a student. If it looks like a master we are afraid of a bird! When do you see a real master like a master ..."

The boss hated iron and steel and slapped the man again. The boss was very depressed and very depressed. If it wasn't for the silly brother who looks too much like himself, how could the boy think of holding him to threaten the other four? Each.

It turned out that the second sister-in-law was his younger brother, and it is no wonder that only he dared to raise an objection but the others didn't say anything. Of course, the second sister-in-law was not stupid. If he didn't act for his brother, the brother who regarded him as the second sister-in-law would be more depressed.

"brother……"

"Oh!" Another slap in the face of Er Xia's younger brother.

"Call the boss!"

"Boss ..." The second sister-in-law distressed and covered her face with grievances. Although her skin was thick and thick, she couldn't just fight it, right? He always didn't understand why he didn't let him call his brother but the boss.

"Say."

"Are we continuing to get on the bus?" Erji asked with a glance at the passenger who was about to finish.

"Also last time, City C is a civilized city across the country. It is said that the environment is beautiful. Although the city is not large, it is famous for its prosperity. Since it is here, we have to fish for it ..."

The boss looked at the night and laughed. In fact, they all committed crimes. Without a fixed address, they desperately spent money when they had money.

...

After Zhang Yang got out of the train station, he ran wild. At this time, it was already early morning, and he did a lot of exercise, but it did not attract others' attention.

"Snoring, snoring ..."

Finally, Zhang Yang was tired, leaning against a large camphor tree panting heavily, hiding her body under the shadow of the camphor tree.

After getting out of the train station, Zhang Yang became more and more afraid. Obviously, when he was on the train, his thinking was controlled by a blood and coldness, and that reaction became an instinct, which made Zhang Yang afraid. If it was before, He didn't dare to face the five wicked men who killed him and talked.

What scared Zhang Yang the most was that he almost couldn't control himself and killed the big man. He didn't understand why he had that kind of thought. At that time, there seemed to be a strong desire to kill in the subconscious.

why?

Why does the other party no longer threaten to kill him?

Zhang Yang racked his head and thought about this problem. That was not his idea. He was so big that he did not even kill a chicken. He would never suddenly have such a strong intention to kill a stranger.

Zhang Yang wants to figure out what the problem is. Obviously, this is not the memory of the inheritance. In this more than one month, Zhang Yang has done several small experiments, and it has been proven that those thoughts and memories will not affect his decision. , At most it will produce an instinctual protection when you are in danger.

Well, the problem is with yourself!

"why why……"

Zhang Yang muttered something and glanced at the night in the sky. Although it was early in the morning, it was still a long time before Tianming. Now there are two options. First, go back to school to sleep, and second, go to a friend's house to sleep.

"Taxi ..."

Zhang Yang did not hesitate to choose to go to his classmate's home to sleep. At this time, the school was closed for a long time. The old man who saw the door was stubborn, and the school had already been open for three days. At this time, the old man would definitely be returned to the school. pause.

"How much does it cost to go to **** street?" Zhang Yang knew very well that if he didn't discuss the price, he would definitely be slaughtered.

"twenty."

As soon as the driver heard the loud local accent, he did not shout for a high price, and honestly reported a real price.

"Eun, okay, twenty, I'll give the money first, and you give me an invoice ..."

The taxi driver had already shaken the window. A blast of cold air made Zhang Yang feel soothed and reached into his trouser pocket to dig out his wallet. Although the driver shouted that the price was not high, Zhang Yang did not believe him and paid him first. After taking the invoice is the safest.

"Ah ... my wallet ..." Zhang Yang was dull, his hand stuck in his pants pocket was stiffened, there was nothing except the sawtooth dagger, and he almost cut his finger with his wallet.

"Oh, no money?"

"My wallet fell out of my classmates." Zhang Yang cried, and he remembered that his wallet was still in the girl's hands.

"Hey, I'm not Lei Feng. If you don't have any money, you can slowly walk back and ..."

Suddenly, the taxi driver screamed, "Ga", the taxi soared like an arrow, and there was no shadow for a few seconds. The speed was definitely beyond the formula car.

"Ahem ... why are you running so fast? I just asked if this knife could be used for a fare of twenty yuan. Is it necessary to run so fast ..."

Zhang Yang was holding a dagger in his hands, stunned, watching the taxi leaving the city, depressed! It seems that I can only go back to school to sleep, and that fellow student is at least twice as far away as the school.

I looked at the dagger in my hand, and gave it a light stab, feeling heavy, and the quality should be good. The brave man who was about to throw the weapon into his pocket again put it in his pocket.

City C is a well-known city that never sleeps, especially in summer. There will be people who are lonely in the heart of the spring or people who need to vent their energy to wander around the street. In the half-covered, brightly-lit shop, several heavily makeup-dressed women ran out to tease him. Zhang Yang had heard of this kind of thing, but unfortunately there was no opportunity, and it was a pity The thing is, I have no money today ...

It is said that the cockroach chicken is rotten! [Don't forget to collect it]