The Road to Slaying God

This night was painful for Zhang Yang and Liu Biao!

When human beings are facing hunger, nothing else is important. The suffering of hunger is far beyond any psychological blow. What kind of love and affection are extremely pale when facing hunger. Of course, there is no absolute in the world. There are many examples in history that would rather starve to death and keep their loved ones, relatives and friends full, of which mother love is the greatest!

Two young and strong people, one with four small steamed buns, are simply not enough to plug their teeth. If they do n’t eat, they may not have such a serious sense of hunger. It is because of eating a few small steamed buns that they cause a strong appetite.

This night, Liu Biao couldn't sleep hungry. He touched the fruit knife in his waist several times and looked at Zhang Yang. After all, he still didn't move, and rolled around on the chair for several hours before he fell asleep.

And Zhang Yang, who did not sleep at all, was hungry than Liu Biao, because he did n’t eat at noon, and he walked through some of the main streets in the provincial capital.

Hunger makes Zhang Yang unable to fall asleep, and he just starts to do those moves again. Although these actions can't add nutrition, at least he can forget hunger.

There are also many people walking around in the park at night, but no one notices Zhang Yang, a hobo who can't stand up to the eye.

With the passage of time, Zhang Yang's movements became more and more cumbersome and more and more complicated. The seemingly smooth movements seemed extremely gorgeous, leaving a ghost image in the air.

Zhang Yang felt that the whole body's blood seemed to be boiling, and he became more and more excited. It was a very special feeling, as if he was transforming his body time and time again. The speed of transformation made his thinking almost impossible. On.

Zhang Yang didn't understand what was happening in his body, but he knew very well that his body was becoming strong and powerful!

Zhang Yang's hand speed is getting faster and faster, and more and more dexterous. In the air, it looks like a spirit snake, and the sweat on his forehead is getting denser. The mist in the park seems to be stirred by him, billowing like Millions of soldiers line up in the sky.

At this time, Zhang Yang had forgotten everything, and even he didn't know what he was doing. He waved his hands and feet with an instinct. This was a state of complete selflessness, and it was a kind of desirelessness. The inactive state of mind, in the public world, has only left countless strange memories in the mind, and that memory is like a flood erupting, and it can't be cleaned up ...

Each action, every detail, every turn, brings publicity to a whole new world.

Crackling!

Zhang Yang's bony joints made a slight, crisp sound, and Zhang Yang's arms were doing some irregular and dazzling movements in the air, smart, powerful, and the jumping range was amazing.

Slowly, slowly, Zhang Yang ’s movements began to slow down, the sharply beating heart and boiling blood also slowed down, and everything returned to peace. The same uniform movements reappeared, Zhang Yang was like an unknown Tired machine, doing it over and over ...

Amazing!

Zhang Yang felt a icy breath in the air. This was an extremely dangerous breath. The danger made him feel beyond any crisis!

Open your eyes suddenly!

Zhang Yang ’s body was like a beast in danger, and his sweaty hair exploded. Just under one meter in front of him stood a person, a normal person, but there was another There is a trace of flow, a trace of dust, and a kind of power. This is a strange feeling, because people cannot have this feeling at the same time. Powerful people are mostly high-weight people, which will not cause people to have The feeling of flowing and dusting, but this person just gave Zhang Yang this feeling, as if this person may drift away with the wind at any time ...

This man wore a suit of Zhongshan, which looked very old, and could not see the specific age, like thirty, like forty, and fifty.

This person's gaze is like a cold star at night, with profound depth!

"Who are you?" Zhang Yang lowered his voice and arched his body like a compressed spring.

"Are you Zhang Yang?"

"You are the one who buys and buys?"

Zhang Yang's body collapsed, just like a frightened rabbit. The other person actually spoke his name at a sigh. This already showed his identity. You must know that there are only two people who know him, one is a friend and the other is an enemy Obviously, he doesn't know this person.

Of course, there is also a possible surname, that is, the person sent by the seventh brother, but this idea is simply impossible, even if the seventh brother has that ability, he will not do so, even if Xiao Yuanxing can not Protection, not to mention protecting him, the uncle who has nothing to do with it.

"Why don't you run?" The comer stopped and asked curiously after seeing Zhang Yang take a step back, but from Zhang Yang's eyes he immediately responded and said, "Well, you are worried about your companion."

"Can you answer me a few questions?"

The comer smiled gently, slowly walked to Liu Biao's sleeping chair, and gently touched Liu Biao's head. It was strange that Liu Biao didn't react at all. The whole person was motionless, as if breathing. Stopped in general.

Suddenly, the open pores exploded again, and a flow of air circulated all over. The whole person rushed towards this weird person like a cannonball. The momentum was extremely powerful. The fist actually made a sound in the air, showing its speed and strength How fast and how big.

In fact, this is completely an instinct. Zhang Yang didn't know that he had become so powerful. It was Liu Biao's danger that inspired his full potential.

"what……"

Zhang Yang looked in horror at the face that was less than a meter in front of him. His body was like hitting an invisible wall, a transparent wall, and his fist was only one palm away from that face. This distance , As if an insurmountable mountain.

An indescribable sense of fear spread in every publicity cell.

This has surpassed his imagination, this is no longer a human being.

A feminine and huge force pulled Zhang Yang to the ground, and the person sat down slowly. From the outsider's point of view, the two seemed to be friends for years.

"Okay, let's ask each other a few questions, how about it?" The face of the comer was still calm, but filled with an irreversible force, as if this expression could remain unchanged for thousands of years.

Zhang Yang could only nod his head constantly. He couldn't resist the other party's request. The strong mental pressure made it difficult for him to breathe. At this time he realized that he couldn't speak, as if there was an invisible force controlling his throat.

"Then I ask first, who teaches you Kung Fu?"

"Huh ... no one taught me ..." Zhang Yang exhaled for a long time, the feeling that the blood vessels and heart stopped is very uncomfortable.

"No?" The man frowned suddenly. "How did you know those actions you just did?"

"I don't understand. After reading some books, some of these actions appeared in my head."

When the mind was turned, Zhang Yang immediately decided that the secrets of the memory knowledge could not be revealed to this stranger. Of course, he said that those actions found in the books were not lie, because he did have this feeling and felt himself. Integrating the knowledge in those ancient books into some actions, but he could not say a specific idea himself, as if it was a spiritual union.

"What?" The middle-aged man was shocked and stood up.

The middle-aged man stood up suddenly, Zhang Yang seemed to be blown by a gust of wind, and a pressure made his heart be pinched by a huge hand.

"Ashamed, huh, huh, huh, huh, it was too unexpected. After such a long time, I saw a genius born again, a little excited, a little excited ..." The middle-aged man seemed a little shocked at himself Sorry, sat down with a smile.

"Did you kill Maimaiti's youngest son?" The middle-aged man asked again.

"No."

"Then why did he chase you?" Middle-aged stunned.

"It has something to do with me," Zhang Yang sighed, thinking of the weird smile of the young man before he died.

"Well, understand, since it is related, you must not be able to survive." The middle-aged man nodded after thinking about it.

"May I ask you?" Zhang Yang asked.

"Well, yes, I can try to satisfy your problem, because if you can survive, we will be friends." Middle-aged smiled.

"Are you Maimaidi?"

"Ah ... haha ​​... haha ​​..." Middle-aged was a moment, and a burst of laughter erupted, and the laughter burst into the sky, as if hearing a big joke.

"Oh, I see. He's not, because he doesn't deserve to be your boss." Zhang Yang looked out of the middle-aged man's disdainful expression.

"Hehe ..." The middle-aged man smiled unwillingly.

"Then why do you want to kill me?" Zhang Yang felt the killing of middle-aged people at first.

"You can actually sense my killing. There are talents from the Jiangshan generation!" The middle-aged man sighed and said, "Although I am not a subordinate of Maimaiti, I know him and I know him I'm chasing two people. When I see you, I'm going to kill you by the way, so that he owes me personal feelings, but now I changed my mind. "

"why?"

"Oh, in the future you will know the reason. In this world, only people like us will not kill you, even your enemies. I think if you do not die, in about twenty years, you will understand. Our world is too boring, too monotonous, it's time to add people, I hope you can live twenty years later ... "

"Why twenty years?"

"Because it takes at least twenty years for you to reach the state I am now, of course, this is the fastest speed I have predicted. It is very likely that you will not be able to achieve it in your life. It is up to you and I cannot help you. "

"Is Maimatti strong? Why do you think he owes you kindness?"

"Oh, this question is hard to answer. Maimaiti is very powerful for ordinary people, but it is like an ant to us. However, the background of Maimaiti is that we also need to look at his face. This question is here, I don't want to be chased down by people everywhere. "The middle-aged man first smiled, and suddenly his face was serious.

"Ah ..." Zhang Yang trembled for a while. If Maimaiti is really so strong, that myth-like character should be jealous. Then he and Liu Biao are almost sentenced to death. No wonder the little monk made him so much. How far away.

"Hehe, Zhang Yang, you are a genius. In fact, you can understand many things when you think about it. If you want to inquire about the background of Maimaiti, you will only die faster. Maimaiti is not terrible. You can fight his forces. However, you can't kill him. It's that simple. If you kill him, no matter how powerful you are, no one in this world can save you. Well, this topic ends here! "

"Uh-huh, I really want to learn martial arts. Are there any cheats?" Zhang Yang looked forward.

"Ah ... keke ... haven't you already met?" The middle-aged man stayed for a while.

"but……"

"It's nothing, this way, only on your own, if I can teach you, then you will not be able to live today, just because there are very few people like you, so I cherish your life, in fact Much more important than Maimaiti's son, try your best! "The middle-aged man stood up and seemed ready to leave.

"I also ask, how did you discover that I was in the park?" This is a very critical family name question. Zhang Yang doesn't want to be hunted down at any time.

"breath!"

"Breathe ..." Zhang Yang couldn't help scratching his head, which was a little esoteric.

"Just like you feel my murderous power, when you are practicing, the body will emit a breath. I sense your breath, so I found you."

"Oh, I see, just like happiness and fear can be transmitted."

As soon as the middle-aged person said, Zhang Yang immediately understood that some scientists have shown that when a person is in fear, a gas will be secreted under the armpit. When another person smells a certain pheromone in this sweat, he can Subconsciously aware if the person is nervous or scared. And the same reason for happy contagion.

Researchers have found that after volunteers undergoing brain scans inhale the "smell of fear," fear-related areas in the brain become more active. This study shows that humans, like many animals, are aware of the pheromone released by their peers and react subconsciously.

"Sure enough smart, rest assured, the people who can sense your breath in this world will not surpass twenty people, uh, gone ..." middle-aged laughed.

"Uncle ..."

"Huh?" It was the middle-aged man who was about to leave and turned around. He felt the heartbeat of Zhang Yang.

"Can you lend me a hundred dollars?" Zhang Yang flushed, her voice so low that she couldn't hear her, and her head was almost lowered into her crotch.

"..." The middle-aged man's expression was dull and suddenly dull.

"I only need one hundred yuan, and we eat a few buns at night ..." Zhang Yang said weakly.

"Okay, haha ​​... remember, you owe me a hundred dollars, remember, haha ​​..." The middle-aged man pulled out a fine wallet from his clothes, took out a hundred dollars and handed them to Zhang Yang and laughed. left.

"I'll give it back to you!" Zhang Yang shouted.

"No, just owe me a favor, haha ​​..."

The voice of the middle-aged man is gradually gone, but it is extremely clear.

Hey, you owe it to you, anyway, you are so good, you wo n’t beg me, holding on to the new red banknote in your hand, Zhang Yang also wants to learn that middle-aged people are generally upright, and finally can eat, oh ... Touched!

For Zhang Yang, the pain of hunger is far beyond the threat of Maimaiti. After all, hunger is threatening their lives, and Maimaiti ’s chasers have not yet seen it. Maimaiti is just a psychological one. Just the pressure.

Immediately, Zhang Yang had a little regret. Why did n’t he borrow more? If he had borrowed a thousand or eight hundred, he could leave the provincial capital directly. Anyway, it was unkind. Zhang Yang couldn't help feeling a little annoyed. Already.

Of course, Zhang Yang ca n’t even imagine that he would be killed now. It ’s not worthwhile to owe someone a gift of one hundred yuan for his future achievements and status. Although Zhang Yang ’s wisdom and computing ability are superb, he ca n’t calculate his own. In the future, he is still running for three meals.

"Liu Biao, Liu Biao, get up and eat ..."

"The dog said, get up and eat!"

"Ah ... don't be noisy, I'm already eating!" Liu Biao turned over, saliva dripping from the corner of his mouth, and apparently, he didn't want to interrupt his dream of eating a bun.

"You do n’t eat, you do n’t eat me a bun."

"Ah, hoe! Hoe! Where are the hoes? Where are the hoes ..."

Liu Biao sat up suddenly and looked around.

Poor Liu Biao, tortured by hunger all night, could only see hoes in his eyes ...

"Look!" Zhang Yang shook his bill proudly.

"Ah ... money, hahaha ... finally you can eat ... where did you get the money?" Liu Biao looked at the darkness around him, it seemed that it was not dawn yet.

"Pick it up, hehe ..." Zhang Yang was too lazy to tell Liu Biao that this matter could not be explained.

"***, luck is so good, I walked in the park for a day yesterday, and didn't pick up a dime." Liu Biao looked depressed.

"Go, eat buns!"

"Uh-huh, go for a bun, eat one and throw one ..."

...

The two ran to a nearby breakfast shop and bought a big bag of steamed buns. After buying two boxes of milk, they ran to the park and enjoyed slowly. Eating one and throwing one was naturally impossible.

"Why not eat egg noodles?"

Liu Biao killed a dozen gimmicks in one breath, and it was unsatisfactory to slump on the chair. Zhang Yang couldn't help but sigh. This person, when he eats the gimmicks, he wants to be better. When he was dreaming, he still thought about the gimmicks. Now, immediately Just think of eggs.

Zhang Yang believes that if you eat egg rice noodles, there will definitely be higher requirements.

"I rely, this is our living expenses for the next few days, we ca n’t hold it for you, the aunt playing balloon in the park is much richer than us!" Zhang Yang carefully put the remaining money in his pocket, although prepared I'm looking for a job today, but the money in the bag for eating is always stable, so I can't let Liu Biao's waste go to waste.

Shutan!

Finally full.

Chen Xi slowly opened it, and Liu Biao's belly was like a balloon, and she fell asleep on a chair. In Liu Biao's own words, this was a meal dizziness, that is, she wanted to sleep after eating.

Of course, Zhang Yang believes that this is exactly a pig's lifestyle, and sleep after eating!

Seeing Zhao Xia getting brighter, Zhang Yang was too lazy to sleep. Now sleep doesn't seem to be very important to him. It is better to do more of those action spirits.

Dewdrops dotted the green grass, reflecting a dazzling light, and it was another morning full of joy. The park seemed to alternate with each other as if arranged, and some homeless people got up early and walked away instead of theirs. Are still those uncles who exercise.

Zhang Yang's selfless actions are still repeated a thousand times, but if you have seen Zhang Yang's practice yesterday, you will find that Zhang Yang's movements are getting smoother now, and the surname is bigger ...

(To be continued)