The Road to Slaying God

Zhang Yang jumped up from the bed in depression. If he really wanted to fuse all his memories, he wouldn't have to do anything else in his life. Just digesting the knowledge in his head would be enough for him. For such a lazy surname, it is a kind of pain and suffering, because there is a lot of knowledge he hates, at least, he does not like singing ...

However, Zhang Yang still decided that he must get the memory of the fighting master, otherwise, he would kill people at every turn. That's fine!

Thinking of this, Zhang Yang suddenly had an impulse, an impulse to learn fighting knowledge. Thinking of this, Zhang Yang immediately got out of bed and drank.

"***, what kind of fight does Lao Tzu learn to fight?"

Zhang Yang cried and looked at her soft and collapsed arm without any muscles. At the same time, Zhang Yang found that he could not call up the knowledge and knowledge about combat. Many things were just a stupid concept. Road, what real martial arts does not matter is beautiful only care about results and so on.

In fact, Zhang Yang himself hasn't found the real reason. Now Zhang Yang's brain is like a super computer. However, although there is a lot of content in the computer, it must be searched before it appears on the homepage, just like learning mathematical knowledge. , Need some books to guide the dial, after all, those memories are not publicity.

"Zhang Yang, what are you doing?"

Liu Biao pushed in the door and looked in surprise at the bulging hump of the biceps.

"Ah ... keke ... nothing, nothing, just eaten, exercised ... right, what have you been busy with recently? I haven't seen you."

"Hey, Zhang Yang, I'll tell you the good news." Liu Biao said mysteriously.

"Yi Di?" Zhang Yang was accustomed to Liu Biao's nonsense expression.

"I'm the boss now, and I have a place ... ha ha ha ha ..."

Liu Biao, who had been whispering, had not yet finished talking and was laughing so proudly.

"Wow ... Congratulations, finally the boss, now I'm going to call you Biao?"

"Rely on ... to go out and see with Uncle Ben!"

Liu Biao didn't give Zhang Yang a chance to protest, he just pulled Zhang Yang out of the door and rode on his 250 car leaving heavy smoke. When Wang Bo scolded and jumped out of the guard room, they had disappeared without a trace. .

Uncle Wang is very depressed recently. It seems that Liu Biao always likes to move around the school gate. People in groups of three or five do not know what to do.

Wang Bo naturally did not know that Liu Biao is now the boss of a party. Since he is the boss, there must be a few submissives. The student who likes fooling around in this school has become his best target ...

...

"This is your place ...?"

Zhang Yang opened his mouth and looked at a small alley. This is a small alley with a length of about two hundred. The width of the alley is just enough for a small car. Of course, the small car is impossible to enter because there are some pedestrians inside, even if it is a People walk out and get stuck in traffic.

The hutongs are very prosperous, most of them are leather shoes, sell fruits and vegetables, there is a book store less than 10 square meters on the right side of the hutong, all are pirated novels.

"Shh ... slightly ..." When Liu Biao saw Zhang Yang say it, he nervously shouted to Zhang Yang.

"what?"

"Hutong is not my place. My place is this hutong mouth. Pay attention to the people who come in and out every day. If I encounter strangers or suspicious people, I have to call to inform ..."

It took Zhang Yang a long time to figure out what Liu Biao meant. It turned out that there was an underground casino about 200 meters into this alley, and Liu Biao was responsible for monitoring this hutong entrance. If there were suspicious people or a police car, immediately To report, and this small alley has more than 200 meters, as long as it is notified, the underground casino has enough time to retreat.

At the same time, Zhang Yang also made it clear that the work on this site is not easy. It is necessary to stare at least fifteen hours a day. More importantly, we must remember everyone in the hutong, including the one hundred living in the hutong. Multi-family, in short, is that everyone who is familiar with this alley must be informed. If they are unfamiliar, they must be notified.

"Song Tao, come here!" Liu Biao made a move, and a monkey-like guy immediately emerged from the bookstore.

"Brother Biao, came here so early." The guy named Song Tao sneered at Liu Biao.

"Eun, meet, Zhang Yang, my brother."

"Oh ... Yang brother is good!" Song Tao nodded his head.

"Ahem ... Brother Tao is good ..." Zhang Yang shook hands with the skinny guy without a word, feeling like he was holding a bone in his palm.

"You see more today, brothers come, I'm going to entertain dinner, wait for you to go there and fry a box lunch, it's mine!" Liu Biao waved his hand.

"Brother, I have watched it for five hours, and my eyes are spent, oh ..."

"Don't hesitate to confuse me with Biao, I won't treat you badly."

Like a chicken, Liu Biao drove Song Tao to the bookstore. The bookstore is a natural surveillance place. It can shelter from wind and rain, and can hide tracks ...

Zhang Yang glanced at the poor "skeleton" and followed Liu Biao to a small restaurant near the hutong. They ordered a saucer of peanut rice and a few bottles of beer in a spicy hot pot, and they drank.

"Zhang Yang, buddies mix well, haha! Only since we last met Boss Xiao, someone contacted me and arranged the site for me. Hey, he also allowed me to bring five younger brothers. That guy just mingled with me just now ... "Liu Biao smiled proudly, drinking a bottle of beer in a high mood.

"Nice and good." Zhang Yang mouthed his meal with a lack of interest. Although things on the rivers and lakes were full of mystery to him, he didn't want to mix in, and now Liu Biao posted Xiao Yuanxing. It has become a typical character of rivers and lakes, which is fundamentally different from the fooling around around the school.

"Guess what is my income today?" Liu Biao was mysterious when he didn't seem to be interested in seeing Zhang Yang.

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