The Road to Slaying God

"Are you going to kill like last time?"

Liu Biao chuckled. When he thought of Zhang Yang wiping Brother Liao's throat with a dagger, he was extremely excited when his face showed surprise. It was a very wonderful feeling. Seeing the disappearance of other people's lives, he actually felt a surge of excitement. It was a strong pleasure. Unfortunately, Liu Biao did not see the moment when Brother Liao fell. Liu Biao was very sorry because when he was about to drive, he could only see it from the corner of his eye at the first moment...

"No, that street is seventy-eight meters away. I will walk through the alley next to the hotel and control the time to approach the target in one minute and twenty seconds. Take this watch and treat it as one minute and twenty-five seconds. At that time, no matter success or failure, you drive over, and when the car reaches about fifteen meters from the rear of the BMW, slow down and stop. Remember, the position and time must be accurate. After you stop the car, immediately release your hands and body Move back a little and let me drive the car..."

"Why do I need you to drive? Your driving skills are better than mine?" Liu Biao looked depressed. He was confident in his driving skills. This was the only thing he was proud of in front of Zhang Yang. Now Zhang Yang actually didn't let him drive. The natural reaction was a little stronger.

"There's a trunk blocking the back of this car. I'm not used to sitting in it. You step back and I'll save some time to escape during the meeting..." Zhang Yang said awkwardly.

"Say, that's okay too..."

"Let's go, people are probably going to disperse if we don't go. There will be a brief confusion after they check Brother Liao's death. After the confusion, it will only take about ten minutes to make a phone call. If we go now, it is very likely that we will be in vain. Besides, I still want to Three minutes of walking. Of course, I guess that person must not have left yet, because Brother Liao’s body is still there. He wants to take charge of the overall situation, and at least there will be an arranged time for him to leave..."

"Haha, okay, let's go! Today we brothers are going on a killing spree, killing...!"

Zhang Yang gave Liu Biao his red-dyed suit and put on Liu Biao's black jacket.

"Let's go!" Zhang Yang's cold tone was full of murderous intent. The recent frustration had brought him to the point of nervous breakdown. Almost every memory in his brain was filled with anger.

Most of the signboard lights on the street entering the wholesale market have been extinguished, and the street lights cast colorful and dim lights among the branches. When Zhang Yang came out of the alley holding Liu Biao's PHS and pretending to make calls all the way, he was stunned for a moment. , the situation was as he imagined. Indeed, most people were on the phone or chatting. However, the number of people more than doubled. At first, there were only more than ten people. Now, there are at least about thirty people, scattered here and there. They stood and whispered. Obviously, after Brother Liao died, these people immediately divided into several camps.

Brother Liao's body was still lying on the spot, and only the person who started talking to Brother Liao was standing by the body, staring blankly at Brother Liao on the ground with his eyes wide open and his pupils dilated, with a look of reluctance.

Unexpectedly, the immortal hero of the provincial capital would end up in such a miserable end after his death...

Looking at the dense crowd around the man, Zhang Yang's heart skipped a beat. He misestimated the number of people. Unexpectedly, so many people had gathered in just over ten minutes, and many of them were holding machetes and iron bars in their hands. weapons like that.

At this time, there was no room for Zhang Yang to look back, because he had already walked out of the alley, and if he turned back now, he would definitely attract the attention of those people and even chase him.

In fact, some people have noticed Zhang Yang, but they didn't take it seriously when they saw Zhang Yang's slightly childish facial features and the way he was talking on the phone. After all, this is a street, and it is normal for pedestrians to pass by.

Of course, if Brother Liao had not died, someone would have stopped Zhang Yang at this time and asked him to take a detour. Unfortunately, now that Brother Liao is dead, many people just took a look at it and continued to discuss their territorial issues. How could they have any interest in taking care of such a person like Zhang Yang? The only one who looked like a child and could take care of things was still looking at the corpse in a daze with his back to Zhang Yang.

Close!

Close!

Zhang Yang's hand holding the phone was wet with sweat, and the hand and dagger inserted in his trouser pocket were trembling a little. It was not scary when killing people, but the pressure of the psychological preparation process before killing was very huge. Although Zhang Yang killed many people in a row , but the feeling it gave him was not as strong as it is now.

Zhang Yang almost didn't feel anything when he shot the first person. He didn't even see the deceased's facial features.

When he killed three people in the hotel, he had no time to be afraid. He was rehearsing and calculating crazily in his head, and everything was done according to his own rehearsals and calculations.

Killing Huang Mao was very sudden. At that time, he had a strong desire to kill.

Although there was a plan to kill Brother Liao, he was on a motorcycle at the time. The sharpness of that moment made him not feel the cutting feeling. His people had already left, and he did not even look back. .

The only thing is that this time, I had enough time to think, and things went obviously wrong with my expectations.

There are still three meters left. Zhang Yang has already passed through two groups of people forming a circle. After passing through one more, he can approach the dazed man. The man is holding a mobile phone in his hand and his eyes are sad. Here, he is Brother Liao who died. The only sad person in the end.

"Are you...?" A person's eyes met Zhang Yang's, and suddenly he looked confused. It seemed that this face was a bit familiar, as if he saw it somewhere, and his head seemed to be stuck. Naturally, he didn't expect that this person was in front of him. He killed his boss in more than 20 minutes in front of a dozen people.

No, what Zhang Yang was most worried about finally happened!

In Zhang Yang's calculations, the nearly doubling of the number of people in such a short period of time was beyond his scope. What he was most worried about in his calculations was that someone would recognize him, even though at first he just passed by on a motorcycle. But it is also possible that someone with a good memory will remember his appearance. Besides, since Maimaiti is chasing him, he must have distributed some of the photos...

The arrow is on the string and must be fired!

The mobile phone in Zhang Yang's hand slammed towards the man who tried to stop him and asked him. The man flashed almost instinctively. Zhang Yang's body suddenly accelerated, like a bolt of lightning, rushing towards the man standing next to the corpse without looking at his face. , Zhang Yang was already sure that this person was his target. Zhang Yang's amazing memory almost remembered the facial features of 80% of the people here the moment he started hunting Brother Liao, and this person was even more impressive.

"ah……"

"Brother..."

…

At this time, the crowd woke up and made a series of noises. Unfortunately, it was too late. Their shouts did not help the man, but instead helped Zhang Yang. Among those exclamations, the man who had been in a daze almost Subconsciously looking back, he exposed the most fatal part of his throat to Zhang Yang!

A dazzling and brilliant arc streaked across the sky, like a shooting star in the dark night...

The meteor sank into the right side of the man's neck, and then came out from the left. The man opened his mouth, raised his fingers and pointed at Zhang with a look of fear. However, his hands lost their strength, and his mouth could not make a sound. His face The fear turned into despair.

With a sound of "Peng!", the man fell to the ground. His head changed position when it hit the ground, showing a strange angle. Zhang Yang's knife almost cut off half of his neck, and the blood was like a faucet that couldn't be shut off. Spraying like water, limbs shaking desperately...

Zhang Yang didn't look at the fallen body, and continued to accelerate forward. He felt a stick on his back. Fortunately, the stick was hit very hastily and there was no strength.

"Hahaha, here I come...!"

"Boom..." There was a roar of the engine, and Liu Biao's motorcycle turned on its headlights and drove wildly from behind the chasing crowd. The crowd almost subconsciously avoided the extremely fast motorcycle, waiting to react and prepare. When he used the weapon in his hand to intercept, the motorcycle had already rushed in front of Zhang Yang and stopped steadily with a "quacking" sound. The motorcycle was braked and gave off a smell of rubber.

All movements are calculated without any errors.

Park, move, get in, and drive, all in one go!

As soon as the motorcycle started to move, someone struck the trunk with a machete, making a loud sound. Fortunately, the motorcycle only shook twice and soon headed towards the spider-like alley in the wholesale market...

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

…

The sound of gunshots pierced the night sky...

"Peng..." There was a loud noise, and the trunk of the motorcycle was broken by bullets.

Something unexpected happened again. Zhang Yang calculated that the other party would not be able to react and use a gun in such a short period of time. After all, these people were not killers and would not have the habit of using guns at all times. But now, someone fired.

Brake, turn!

"Peng!" There was another loud noise, and when turning, the bullet hit the side of the trunk again.

When Zhang Yang drove the car into the green belt under the inland river, he breathed a sigh of relief. He made several consecutive calculation errors and actually saved his life. It was really lucky.

"Liu Biao, what are you doing?" Zhang Yang got out of the car and turned around, seeing Liu Biao leaning on the car with a face twisted in pain.

"Zhang Yang... I was shot... I... I'm going to die..." Liu Biao's face was pale, and his eyes were gleaming with fear.

"Hit?"

Zhang Yang's heart tightened and he helped Liu Biao onto the grass. Through the dim light, he could see that there was indeed a bullet hole in Liu Biao's waist clothes.

"Don't worry, it's okay, it'll be okay!"

Zhang Yang gritted his teeth and undressed Liu Biao. At this time, Zhang Yang felt deep self-blame in his heart. If he hadn't made a miscalculation, if he hadn't wanted to kill Brother Liao's men, Liu Biao would not have been injured.

It seems that every time Liu Biao gets injured, it's all because of him!

The last time he fought with Lu Fei, he was beaten to pieces and had broken bones, and now he was shot again. This shot should have been taken by him, because he should have been sitting in that position.

"Wuwu...Zhang Yang, will I die? I'm not married yet! I'm the only son in my family... Wuwu...Zhang Yang, I don't want to die...Zhang Yang..." Liu Biao cried bitterly. He looked like he was about to die.

"Yeah... you're going to die soon. It hit a vital point. If you have any last words, just say them quickly. If it's too late, I'm afraid it'll be too late. Alas..." Zhang Yang sighed.

"Woooo... I don't want to die... Wuwu... Zhang Yang, promise me one thing, and you must do it for me!" Suddenly, Liu Biao, who was crying bitterly, gritted his teeth and said.

"Ahem...Tell me, I will try my best to satisfy you."

"Do you remember the policeman from County H?"

"The one who caught you?"

"Hmm, that's what the dog said. That day I was just asking a little sister for directions at the station. The little sister saw that I was wearing something special, and she was scared to tears by me. Just then the police car came. ***, the little sister left, but the police refused to let me go. As you know, after they arrested me, they slapped me several times during interrogation. It was so cruel that my parents couldn’t bear to part with it. He beat me, he beat me..."

"You want me to kill him?" Zhang Yang sweated. No wonder the policeman wanted to fight with him. He thought Liu Biao was a pervert.

"No, no...that's not necessary. Just give him a few slaps on his face for me. He said he slapped him for me." Liu Biao said fiercely.

"Oh, you should take care of this little thing yourself, I'm too lazy to take care of it." Zhang Yang smiled and handed something in his hand to Liu Biao.

"Ah... what is this?" Liu Biao opened his eyes wide and looked at something dark in his hand.

"The warhead, after the warhead penetrated the trunk, it was no longer powerful when it entered your waist. In fact, the warhead just penetrated a little of your skin and was embedded in the muscles. Most of it was outside. So, I dropped it as soon as I took it with my hand, it just bled a little, it’s okay.”

"Really! Why do I feel so much pain?" Liu Biao touched his back in surprise.

"Boss, does it hurt even if you prick it with a needle? What's more, it's a bullet. Besides, the bullet was very hot at the time, so you will naturally feel pain." Zhang Yang explained.

"Hahaha... I, Uncle Biao, don't have to die, I don't have to die!" Liu Biao stood up suddenly and laughed wildly.

…

After a while of fighting, the two checked the motorcycle again, and suddenly broke into a cold sweat. The bullet that hit Liu Biao penetrated the trunk and then shot through a poor-quality helmet in the trunk. If there was no With this helmet, Liu Biao didn't have such good luck.

The shooting position of the other bullet made the two of them palpitate. The bullet was shot right at the bottom of the trunk. If it had been slightly deflected, it would have hit the fuel tank. If it had really hit the fuel tank, the two of them would basically have no chance. Probably standing here laughing.

"What should we do now? Should we go to the park again?" Liu Biao asked.

"You definitely can't go to the park. If those people find out about those students through the PHS I threw and find out that you like to go to the park, we will be screwed. Besides, as long as we are walking on the road like this, the rate of turning heads will definitely be 100%. Maybe In less than ten minutes, the police will invite us to drink tea. Now we find a hair salon with a girl. Many hair salons that sell silver close at around four o'clock in the morning. It is almost closing time now, so we simply kidnap a shop and stay there. In the morning, I will also get some clothes to wear..."

"Hair salon, hehe, I like it!" Liu Biao said with a silver smile on his face.

"Haha, don't mess around. We are doing business. Although those girls are not good people and are doing business without capital, but what did you do in that situation that went too far? From a legal point of view Said, it was a forced annihilation. Besides, we can't make trouble. We have to find out whether the police will intervene and whether the dead people will alert reporters. If the police are alerted, we must flee the provincial capital immediately. If the police don't know, then , we can stay in the provincial capital for at least two more days!"

"Brother, I can't even think about it? I'm all injured now, so I can only think about it. Besides, I haven't slept all night. I'm so depressed..." Liu Biao frowned, Zhang Yang said it easily, but his waist was still hurt. The pain was burning, and Liu Biao doubted whether Zhang Yang was lying to him to comfort him.

The two found a relatively quiet street and found a suitable target. Moreover, they were very lucky, because the store was about to close.

There were six ladies and a couple in the shop. After the two entered the door, they immediately took control of the entire shop. Under Zhang Yang's gleaming dagger, a group of ladies and the boss and his wife rushed to the lounge. Of course, the last thing that happened was What they feared was not the dagger, but the blood all over Zhang Yang.

After taking control of the store, Zhang Yang pushed the motorcycle in, closed the glass door, tightened the curtains, and turned off the sign lights outside.

After checking the situation of the store, the two of them finally breathed a sigh of relief while sitting in the lounge. Riding a motorcycle and wandering outside covered in blood was definitely a very risky thing.

"Don't worry, everyone, we are not robbing wealth or sex, let alone killing people. We are just staying here until eight o'clock in the morning and then leaving. I won't kidnap anyone. Please cooperate... By the way, you How much money do you have on you?" Zhang Yang turned around and asked Liu Biao.

"Oh... there are more than four thousand..." Liu Biao took out the wallet he took out from the corpse and counted it.

"Well, give it to me." Zhang Yang took the banknotes and held them in his hands, starting with the group of ladies and distributing the money, four hundred to each person. "I know that everyone is here to live, and we are also here to live. This little money should be used as compensation. Everyone, I hope you won’t make any small moves!”

After the ladies each received four hundred, Zhang Yang gave the remaining two thousand to the proprietress.

"Boss, you must be a sensible person to be able to open this kind of shop. I have done this with loyalty. I hope you can turn off all your mobile phones." Zhang Yang gently knocked on the glass coffee table with a dagger and said Crisp and sweet sound.

"Brother... Don't worry, brother... Everyone, turn off your cell phones and put them on the coffee table. Don't worry. If this brother wants your cell phones, I will be responsible for buying a new one for each of you." When the boss spoke, he had already taken the lead and put his own phone. He turned off his cell phone and placed it on the coffee table, and motioned to his woman to unplug the phone line as well.

The boss is indeed a person who has seen a little bit of the world, and he is very talkative. First of all, he makes the ladies feel at ease. Zhang Yang couldn't help but nodded secretly. He liked to deal with such smart people. If he met a stupid boss, it would be really troublesome. Killing those underworld figures would have no consequences. If he killed these ordinary people, then they would never think about it again in their lives. I returned to City C openly.

After calming down a group of women who were a little agitated, Zhang Yang and Liu Biao took a bath in exchange for peace of mind, and changed the boss's clothes into two sets. The boss was a fat man, and Liu Biao's clothes fit him very well. This time , but Zhang Yang was wearing nothing, looking very funny, which made Liu Biao sneer, as if he had finally avenged the last time he wore clothes.

After washing up, the six ladies saw that Zhang Yang and the others were quite friendly and no longer had the initial fear. They actually fell asleep leaning on each other on the sofa. Obviously, it was not easy for them to do the flesh business now. They were already very tired. The boss and his wife still stayed awake.

Zhang Yang asked Liu Biao to lean on the sofa and sleep for a while, while he and his wife stared at each other, no one dared to sleep.

The couple didn't sleep because this was their own shop, and there were six girls, so they had responsibilities.

There is nothing he can do if Zhang Yang doesn't sleep. Although the couple is very cooperative, if he really sleeps, he might not be able to do any tricks.

Time passed little by little, and the sky gradually became brighter.

Zhang Yang turned on the TV, turned off the volume, and started watching the news. If the police intervened, it would definitely be reported on the news. After all, six people died in one night. This was already a big case, and the police would not dare to hide it after knowing it.

This kind of criminal case involving gangsters is also the news that reporters pay the most attention to. Zhang Yang believes that as long as the police intervene, even if it is not reported in the morning, it will be reported at noon...

(To be continued)