The Road to Slaying God

"..." Zhang Yang looked at the naked hundred yuan and he didn't feel that it was too little. For him, one hundred yuan was already a lot, but he felt that the naked hundred yuan was not wrapped in red envelopes anyway. great.

"Is there any red envelopes?"

"No more, what are you afraid of? Look, many people don't use red envelopes." Liu Biao pointed to those who were offering red envelopes.

"Ahem..." Zhang Yang was sweating profusely. He couldn't hold the banknotes in his hand. Naturally, he didn't use the red package. At this time, Zhang Yang noticed that the people who received the red envelopes had stacks of banknotes in their hands. Zhang Yang couldn't help being a little shocked.

"Let's go, I'll go first."

Liu Biao, thick-skinned and invincible, pulled Zhang Yang into the crowd, and Zhang Yang followed closely behind.

"Liu Biao!"

Liu Biao Niu Gao Ma Da quickly squeezed the crowd away, slammed the little red envelope on the table and yelled, Zhang Yang's face became hot when he saw it, while the other favored people looked astonished and looked at the red envelope on the table. The red envelope froze for a while, I had seen too much arrogantly, but it was the first time I saw such a small red envelope so loud.

"What's wrong? I know Seventh Brother!" Liu Biao's triumphant expression made Zhang Yang feel ashamed for his thick skin.

However, Liu Biao's words had an effect. Immediately, the eyes of the surroundings changed. Even the people who recorded the red envelopes did not dare to underestimate them. The money and the name were written down, and a very special symbol was made behind the name.

"It's your turn." Liu Biao pushed Zhang Yang with a happy smile while holding the cigarettes exchanged for the red envelope.

"Oh...Liu Biao's friend Zhang Yang..." Zhang Yang took out the one hundred yuan from his pants pocket and said weakly.

"..."

The people around couldn't help being stunned for a moment, but although the recorder hesitated for a moment, he still accepted a hundred yuan, wrote down Zhang Yang's name, thought for a while, and wrote a row of small characters behind Zhang Yang's name : Liu Biao's friend.

"Give it to me." Liu Biao pulled Zhang Yang out of the crowd, snatched the cigarette from Zhang Yang's hand and said, "If you don't smoke, give it to me, hehe, this cigarette is the top product in the Furongwang series, diamond King Furong, but it takes more than a hundred oceans..."

"Ah... ah... these cigarettes are just over a hundred?" Zhang Yang's eyes were wide open. To him, a pack of cigarettes worth tens of dollars is already too expensive, but a pack of cigarettes worth more than one hundred yuan is simply too expensive. Incredible.

"Of course, the boss must use this kind of cigarettes to set up wine!" Liu Biao looked down on the ostentatious petty bourgeois.

"..." Zhang Yang looked at the smug Liu Biao and was speechless. He knew that cigarettes were worth more than one hundred yuan, but he actually took two hundred yuan as a red envelope, and finally divided it into two. It is estimated that only Liu Biao can do this in this world. scandal.

"By the way, do you know the boss who puts the wine?" Zhang Yang asked suddenly.

"...cough cough...this...I know him..."

"He doesn't know you?" Zhang Yang immediately saw through Liu Biao's trick.

"En..." Liu Biao said weakly.

"Then you still call me to make a living?" Zhang Yang was very depressed, this guy himself came to make a living, yet he still called him.

"Didn't you say you were hungry? ***, now it's my fault. You see...they are delicacies from mountains and seas. Don't you want to eat them? We got red envelopes!" Liu Biao bit Lu Dongbin like a dog I don't know the appearance of a good heart.

"Eat! Why don't you eat it?" Zhang Yang rubbed his stomach, the bit of moldy bread he started to eat just now made him hungry again.

"Brothers!"

Liu Biao laughed, and Zhang Yang followed a group of people and sat on a remote table. No one on this table knew Liu Biao, which made Zhang Yang wonder if Liu Biao was hanging out.

The table hadn't started yet, although the dishes were almost served, but the chopsticks were not put away, it should be a unified table, after sitting down, Zhang Yang had the opportunity to take a closer look at the restaurant.

The restaurant is very big, with at least 60 tables set up, and there are no more tables left, and the people at the door are still coming in, the scene is very chaotic, but it is very quiet, which makes Zhang Yang feel very strange, There was no sound in the hall with hundreds of people, which was indeed a bit weird.

Zhang Yang has no experience in decoration, but he can still see that this is a very high-end hotel. The huge space is decorated with splendor and splendor. There are a few huge pillars in the middle of the hall with golden dragons entrenched, which is lifelike and makes people feel like The feeling of wanting to fly.

The hall faces outwards with a tall glass curtain wall. The glass is very clean without any stains. Below it is a row of magnolia flowers, embellishing the entire luxurious and splendid hall with a ray of green, making people feel refreshed and happy in the midst of wealth.

After looking at the decorations, he looked at the people. With just one glance, Zhang Yang was surprised to find that he was the only one wearing a casual short-sleeved shirt in the whole hall. Whether it was a gentle one or a big and three thick ones, they were all dressed in a neat suit. At most, it was only a little bit of color and shirt tie. Just the difference.

"There don't seem to be many gangsters here?" Although Zhang Yang usually doesn't hang out with Liu Biao outside, his eyes are quite poisonous. This is completely different from the gangsters he usually sees. Most of them have a friendly face. Occasionally, there are a few fierce-looking ones who seem to have low eyebrows and are pleasing to the eye, which is completely different from Liu Biao's bad friends who look like no one else in the world.

"Keep your voice down. Most of them are businessmen, or the bosses in some places. Regardless of their benevolent intentions, they are not easy to mess with." Liu Biao quickly pulled Zhang Yang's sleeves and said.

"Oh... By the way, who do you think Brother Seven is?" Zhang Yang asked suddenly.

"I don't know, I haven't heard of it, but it looks like it should be no worse than Boss Xiao."

"Who is Boss Xiao?"

"Sick to death, isn't Boss Xiao the boss who is serving wine today... Hey... I don't know when I will be able to get to Boss Xiao's level, but I can receive millions of red envelopes just by being promoted, huh... ...When will I be able to make it through..."

"How many millions of RMB?"

Zhang Yang's eyeballs are about to fall out. Millions are an astronomical figure for him. Although he often hears that someone has millions, he still doesn't have a clear outline. How big are millions? heap?

"Hey, let me tell you, Boss Xiao earns at least tens of millions from the banquet this time. Look, how many people are there in this hall, and there are private rooms on the second and third floors. There are tens of thousands and hundreds of thousands of people there." The red envelopes..., except for the banquet expenses, you can earn at least eight million..."

Liu Biao spoke happily, as if the tens of millions of banknotes belonged to him. In fact, he was also hearsay. However, Liu Biao's words made Zhang Yang think of the scene when they gave the red envelopes just now, and he also believed that what Liu Biao said had some basis. If we analyze it from the number of people, three to five million should be easy. .

"Why did Boss Xiao get promoted? Why did he have a banquet?"

"This...cough cough...I'm not very clear...It is said that several underground casinos in city c are managed by him, and the underground forces in the entire city of c are here to congratulate him..."

"Low your head down..."

Suddenly, Zhang Yang grabbed Liu Biao's neck and pressed it under the table. He also squatted under the table. The guests sitting on the table were stunned.

"What are you doing?" Liu Biao broke free from Zhang Yang's hand, got up and smiled angrily at the others.

"Xiao Yiran, Xiao Yiran..."

Zhang Yang, with his head in mourning, signaled Liu Biao to look outside the glass curtain wall. He saw a tall girl in a white dress walking towards the hotel gate in the corridor outside. Obviously, she wanted to come in here. However, that girl The child didn't look inside, and seemed to have a melancholy look on his face.

[The number of updates is not bad, brothers have to vote, woo woo, not on the list, overbearing is heartbroken]