The Road to Slaying God

"Oh, there are very few newcomers in the killer world, because the killers who debuted were all brought by them, because the killer profession does not have the phrase" mother of failure is the mother of success ". Failure means danger and death, so when a killer debuts, he is already a qualified killer. Just like now, I told you, if you want to be a killer, you do n’t understand many things! ”Old man Like the wolf that seduce Little Red Riding Hood, Zhang Yang is constantly tempted to join the killer industry.

"I am a student studying, OK, I don't want to kill the law." Unfortunately, Zhang Yang was unmoved.

"Then you ask a bird!" The old man was a little depressed.

"Hey, it's always good to know more. When I get rich in the future, if someone kills me, I'll get ready early."

"..." The old man was silent, put down the newspaper and lay on the couch again, with a serious disappointment on his face.

"Li Bo, it's noon. It's time to eat. I'll go first."

"Just eat here, hey, Li Bo has been alone for a lifetime, it ’s not easy to find someone to talk to. Drink some wine with me and stir-fry a few dishes next door. Remember, you must have braised beef and peanut rice. … And in the small shop next to me, I took a bottle of old white dry, high-level, no money, I checked out once at the end of the month ... "

The old man took out a hundred dollar bill from his body and handed it to Zhang Yang.

"Well ... Li Bo, those three people came out." Zhang Yang just got up and took the money from the old man, and saw the three people who came in came out of the alley, the face of the young man walking in front Prideful, and the two bodyguard-like suit guys each carried a heavy black plastic bag, watching the surroundings with vigilance, and even Zhang Yang looked that they had fallen into their eyes.

"Well, it's okay, let them go." The old man didn't glance out the door, but Zhang Yang felt that there was a flash of light in the old man's eyes.

Zhang Yang glanced puzzledly at the old man, and then looked at the three people who had stopped the taxi outside the alley. There always felt a feeling of something going wrong, because the old man's performance was a bit unreasonable, but Zhang Yang thought For no reason, Zhang Yang can be sure that the three have no relationship with the old man, because when the first day they saw them, the old man did not have any special performance at all. It was not until a few days later that this heart-warming intensity appeared. Murder.

Has nothing to do with the old man, is it related to the casino?

Casinos are just places for gambling. What contradictions can happen? According to Liu Biao, the casino is fair. It is not the kind of casino with traps. It is similar to the big international casinos in Macau. According to the theory, there should be no contradiction. Murder?

Zhang Yang was puzzled and didn't bother to think about it. It had nothing to do with him. He didn't know what the casino looked like. The only thing he knew was that the casino was said to have a history of nearly two decades.

Soon, a few hot dishes were placed on the little bamboo table in the bookstore. Although Zhang Yang didn't drink, he poured himself a cup to accompany the old man to drink. After thirty days, the words of the two also increased. The content of the chat is all-encompassing, and the old man is also talking about Xing Zhengnong. From the Qin Dynasty to the Tang Dynasty, and then from the Tang Dynasty to the present, when he was happy, he talked about the things on the rivers and lakes. One pass, which made Zhang Yang think of Wang Bo, the gatekeeper of the school. Both of them have a common hobby: they like bragging!

"Bo Li, don't you have loved ones?"

"No." Old Li, who was very interested, was asked by Zhang Yang, and suddenly his mood fell.

"I'm sorry, Li Bo, I didn't mean to make you unhappy." Zhang Yang immediately felt Li Bo's emotions, and quickly apologized for the old man's pouring wine and vegetables.

"Oh, it's okay, that's how old people are. They like nostalgia and sentimentality. In fact, although Li Bo is an orphan, he also has a family and a wife ..." The old man sighed,

"Then you are old ... Master?" Zhang Yang didn't know how to call him, and finally felt that calling Master was appropriate. Although the old man was not a master, he felt that the old man was very good to him, which was an indescribable feeling.

"Eighteen years ago, your master and I received a business in Africa, and we both arrived in Africa. We knew that the other party was already prepared. Although we finally completed the task, your master and I were confused. Lost contact. "

"Lost contact? Do n’t you have a mobile phone? No contact address?" Zhang Yang opened his mouth and wondered. In a society such as modern communications, two normal people actually lost contact. It seems strange that we should know that twenty years ago Mobile phones have been popularized by one person.

"Oh, our killer's mobile phone number is a temporary surname. When we went to Africa, we had abandoned all our contact tools, because those things could easily cause trouble for ourselves. Besides, we also have fixed contact methods. We Appointed, no matter the success or failure of the mission, they will meet in the **** building in city c, see you or not ... "

"Xx building, haven't heard of city **** building?" Although Zhang Yang wasn't growing up in city c, he can still be quite familiar with city c. He has never heard of city **** building.

"Oh, it was there 18 years ago. You see, it was less than a hundred meters away from the commercial street at the entrance of Hutong. The **** building was there. At that time, it was still the symbolic name of city c. After we were separated, I waited there for two years, and two years later, the place was demolished and a large commercial square was built. "The old man sighed again.

"... That is to say, even if you are in City C, I can't find you?" Zhang Yang stood up and walked to the door to watch the high-rise commercial square. He felt uncomfortable for a while, usually watching tragedies on TV. Instead, I do n’t believe in tragedy. I do n’t think there are real examples in life.

"I think she probably has a small family name."

The old man's face was vicissitudes. At this time, Zhang Yang really found out that this usually indifferent old man seemed extremely lonely. Presumably, he has waited for countless years here, in order to hope to reunite with his former lover, Zhang Yang could even Surely, the old man chose to open a bookstore in the Hutong near the business district just to wait for his wife. Here, it is already the last old city in C city ...

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