The Road to Slaying God

"Peng!" A loud noise.

"Zhang Yang ... what are you doing in the middle of the night ..." A head stretched out of Zhang Yang's bed, his eyes fluffy.

"Ah ... it's okay, things have dropped ..."

"Oh, I'm asleep. I found a unit for an internship. You will be alone in this dormitory tomorrow. At that time, no one will tell you how you want to toss ...."

"What about them?"

"We all practiced together ... don't talk, so sleepy, drank more than a box of beer ..."

"Oh, you sleep."

...

In the darkness, Zhang Yang breathed and waited, and finally, a small snoring sound came from above, and the others in the bed did not wake up so much at first, apparently they were drunk.

Walking carefully to the door of the room with bare feet, Zhang Yang could not help but start a cold sweat. The sawtooth dagger was inserted in the door without a straight handle. It was at least eight meters away from his bed to the door. How much effort should I throw?

Zhang Yang finally pulled the dagger out of the door because it couldn't make too much noise, and the dagger had jagged teeth, which was very difficult. It took half an hour to pull it out, leaving the door behind A light gap ...

Randomly looking for something to block the gap, stomping lightly on the bed, Zhang Yang felt an uncontrollable ecstasy.

Is "Sun Tzu's Art of War" a world martial art?

Zhang Yang can't wait to recall the "Sun Tzu's Art of War" in his mind again. Unfortunately, Zhang Yang can no longer find the feeling of suddenly wielding a dagger, but the book is still full of mysterious appeal, which makes Zhang Yangbai Puzzling.

Obviously, there are some secrets in Sun Tzu's Art of War, but he can only use the spirit to sense, but cannot find a certain place.

I wonder if other ancient books will have this effect?

Or is there a difference in the Sun Tzu's Art of War in the school library?

In a haze, Zhang Yang fell asleep. In the dream, he waved the serrated dagger like an electric power and inserted it into Lu Fei's chest. Zhang Yang's mind became red again ...

"Come here." Lao Li was lying on the bamboo art, eyes were too lazy to open.

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

"Eat, huh, I guess Liu Biao would not let Xiao Yuanxing arrange people to take care of him here, sure enough!" The old man opened his eyes and smiled: "Did you fight?"

"Hey, that guy just likes impulse." Zhang Yang's surname about Liu Biao who likes to provoke wrongs is too clear. He hasn't been fighting in school for a few years ... Just unlike this time, Liu Biao is almost at school Is invincible, has not suffered such a big loss.

"It is understandable, who is young and not arrogant!" The old man seemed to disagree.

"..."

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

"What to do?" The old man didn't seem to know about Zhang Yang's ten-day period.

"Wait a few days ... Yeah, Li Bo, these days I go to work alone, but there is something ..."

"It's okay, you can do it if you don't come, I will help Liu Biao watch, huh, although Liu Biao is careless, it is not righteous, man, sometimes impulsiveness can be forgiven, you can let him rest assured, this alley I'll show him his mouth, and I won't let others take over, hehe ... "

"Thank you, Li Bo. Don't bother you for a whole day. If it's too long, you won't be able to support it. I just don't have regular time."

"Oh, that's OK, you can leave when you want to come anytime ... yes, hold this phone, call if there is something special in the hutong mouth, there is a number on it, when you are in the hutong It ’s up to you. ”The old man handed Zhang Yang a small and exquisite mobile phone.

"Yep……"

Zhang Yang looked down and checked the phone. The phone had sufficient power, and there was only one stored number in the phone.

After staying for a few minutes and talking to the old man about Liu Biao's situation, Zhang Yang strolled several circles in the city's major bookstores and stalls selling used books and magazines, and heartily bought hundreds of ancient books and information Books and magazines on martial arts knowledge brought a large snakeskin bag back to the bookstore.

"What are you doing?" Looking at Zhang Yang's busy sweating collation of new books, the old man widened his eyes and said, "You don't want to learn martial arts from these books, right?"

"Ahem ... no ... just look ..." Zhang Yang looked awkward.

"Is there something wrong?" The old man immediately guessed what might happen to Zhang Yang.

"In ten days, I'm looking for the person who hurt Liu Biao."

"Xiao Yuanxing doesn't care?" The old man couldn't help but hesitated.

"I don't care if Brother Xiao manages it, as long as there is no satisfactory result for me in ten days, then, I will come!" Zhang Yang lowered his head and sorted the books, but his faint voice was full of determination.

"Do you want to trouble Lu Fei yourself?"

"It depends on how Brother Xiao finally handled it."

"You can beat each other?" The old man laughed. "Then Lu Fei must be a fighting master. I'm sure you are not his opponent. Even you are not qualified to fight him."

"So, I try to learn some martial arts knowledge now." Zhang Yang exhaled a long breath, and a bag full of genuine pirated copies were placed on the empty shelves in the bookstore in accordance with the classification. Anyway, such books would not be read, let alone, The old man's few tattered books had few customers at all.

"..." The old man looked at the books on the bookshelf, and couldn't help but wonder, learning from these books was incredible.

"Bo Li, help me read it for a while. I want to read the book."

"Oh ... look, right, why don't you consider using other methods, do you have to use martial arts?"

"Any other way?" Zhang Yang's eyes lightened.

"More!" The old man laughed. "Get a car and hit him when he comes out. Even if he gets caught, it's just a traffic accident with some money. I'm still in jail for a few years."

"Ah ... heh ... I can't drive, I don't have a car, let's say ..."

"You think he knows you revenge him?"

"... You know what?" Zhang Yang froze.

"Hehe, Chinese people like this way of revenge. Didn't you see the bad guys in the movie revenge the good guys or kill the bad guys in a face-to-face humiliation? In fact, this is the most stupid and often easy to end Turning around in a second, the most famous mafia organization in the western countries, the Mafia, never gives the other party the slightest chance in order to humiliate each other. As long as they think you are the enemy, they will look for various opportunities to make you disappear on the earth. When many people die I don't know who was killed, and many cases have become headless ... "

"... In short, it's not possible to hit by a car, is there any other way?" Although Zhang Yang thought the old man was very reasonable, he also rejected the old man's suggestion.

"How about a gun ..." The old man sat up, his turbid eyes sharpened, and stared at Zhang Yang tightly.

[** Coming soon ... What about the referral ticket? 】