The Road to Slaying God

Power...power...what is power? Undoubtedly, power is influence, power is the superior, and power is money. Maimaiti said that he has power. Indeed, Maimaiti is a powerful person. One of his decisions is related to the future of many people. His With connections all over China, he is a symbol of power. Although it is only the power of the underworld, it is also a manifestation of power.

strength!

Strength is the best manifestation of strength. Strength includes the strength of the group and the strength of the individual. Maimaiti said that he has no strength. Obviously he refers to martial arts. Perhaps, there are other meanings. However, Zhang Yang’s understanding is that, A man who dares to say that he has strength cannot even be called "strength" if he does not have powerful force.

Many times, power and strength are intertwined with each other, and it is difficult to distinguish clearly. If you have power, it is easy to gain strength, and if you have strength, it is also easy to gain power. Zhang Yang believes that the strength Maimaiti refers to should refer to personal force.

Did Maimaiti imply that while strengthening his personal strength, he also wanted to build a force strong enough to compete with him?

Is it time for you to establish your own power?

Where to start?

Suddenly, Zhang Yang even felt a little regretful. If we talk about power, Brother Dao's power is undoubtedly the most direct choice. Brother Dao may not have much power or background, but Brother Dao has people who are inexhaustible. people.

In the underworld, establishing power is nothing more than having more people. If you have people and find a few suitable ways to make money, it will be easy to develop.

Of course, wealth is more important than people. It is useless if someone does not have wealth. They are complementary to each other. With wealth, no one can protect him. Just like Brother Dao, he has thousands of gangsters in the whole country who listen to his call. , however, he cannot feed that many people.

A truly successful gangster has more than one boss behind him. Most of the boss's occupations are related to building materials, entertainment, real estate, casinos, loan sharks, and pawn shops. This kind of boss has a certain influence on the local red street. Influence, they usually cultivate their own underworld forces, but this kind of person is very smart. He will influence the development of the underworld, but will not interfere in the affairs of the underworld. If there is a big problem at one end, it will never be involved with them. .

Thinking of this, Zhang Yang couldn't help but sigh. If Brother Dao hadn't considered Brother Dao's personal name at that time, he had already mastered the underworld in the entire city. With the support of the Mao family and Mr. Liu, he would have made a qualitative leap...

Brother Dao's character is too upright. If he is not willing, no one can conquer him. The only way is to let Brother Dao die. This is a result that Zhang Yang does not want to see.

Undoubtedly, Brother Dao has a strong personal charm. No matter who gets close to him or gets to know him, they will be impressed by his Jianghu spirit in Gulong martial arts novels.

In fact, Zhang Yang has always been a bit unwilling. If he didn't get close to Brother Dao from the beginning, if he didn't try to understand Brother Dao from the beginning, everything would change.

"Beep, beep, beep..." Just when Zhang Yang was secretly determined to never approach his enemies again, the phone on the bedside table rang.

"who?"

"Brother Zhang, I'm Manager Fang. Come on, the target you asked me to see is ready to go out... I'm getting ready to salute, and I've already notified the hotel to check out... I'm waiting for you in the lobby..." Just as Zhang Yang was about to speak, Manager Fang had already Hang up the phone.

Could it be that he recognized the wrong person?

Zhang Yang felt a little confused. Apparently, Manager Fang mistook him for a certain person.

Immediately, Zhang Yang thought of Principal He Changming. Did Principal He have any secrets with Manager Fang before his death?

It must be! After just a little thought, Zhang Yang was sure that Principal He must have lived in the hotel before his death. After Principal He's death, no one took over his job, so after he came, Manager Fang mistakenly thought that he was the person to take over Principal He's class.

Zhang Yang stood up and changed into a set of casual clothes. He thought it was necessary to clarify the matter.

"Whoosh..."

As soon as he opened the door, the little silver fox that was playing in the tub suddenly popped out and drew a silver line in the air. Before Zhang Yang could figure it out, the little silver fox's wet body had already fallen on him...

"Little ancestor, you have to wipe it with a towel after taking a bath..." Zhang Yang's chest was wet. He took the little silver fox off his shoulder angrily and rushed to the bathroom to wipe it with a towel. The little silver fox seemed to enjoy it. Zhang Yang's four little legs were so excited that they stared desperately in the air, making "squeaking" sounds.

Zhang Yang was originally going to put the little silver fox on the bed to sleep, but after thinking about it, he put it in his pocket. This little guy is very smart. He just opened the door and rushed out. It is definitely not possible to let him sleep peacefully. possible.

Coming down from upstairs, I saw Manager Fang standing in the lobby looking at his watch anxiously.

"Look, he's out." Zhang Yang walked over and was about to speak. As soon as Manager Fang saw him, he quickly pulled him to the sofa and sat down. He pretended to talk, but his eyes were fixed on the elevator door.

"I'm not……"

Before Zhang Yang could say anything, his eyes instinctively looked toward the elevator. He suddenly felt a creepy feeling. He didn't understand why he felt this way. The person who came down from the elevator was a white man from a Western country. He couldn't see it. He is a foreign national, has a big beard, and is about 1.8 meters tall. He is very strong and gives people a sense of oppression.

However, what made Zhang Yang feel creepy was not the strong figure, but an intuition. This white man gave people a feeling of extreme danger, as if he was like a cheetah, ready to pounce at any time.

"Squeak..." The little silver fox seemed to feel the danger. Its head popped out of the pocket, its pointed mouth revealed two sharp teeth, and its feet lying on the pocket also revealed sharp claws like silver hooks. …

Zhang Yang gently touched the little silver fox. This had never happened before. When the little silver fox came out of the cave, it had not yet exposed its sharp claws from the thick soles of its feet.

"I'm leaving first. After Principal He's accident, no one was arranged from above. I was keeping an eye on it myself, which aroused his suspicion..."

Manager Fang glanced at the little silver fox in surprise, lowered his head and said something, then stood up and walked to the elevator. Obviously, he didn't want to participate in these things. At this time, the bearded white man seemed to have completed the check-out procedure at the front desk, and walked out of the door carrying a password box. As he passed in front of Zhang Yang, his sharp eyes glanced at the little silver fox, his face There was a hint of surprise on his face, and he immediately regained his composure and strode out...

Almost instinctively, Zhang Yang followed out. This was an inexplicable feeling. It seemed that there was a mysterious force influencing his decision.

The white man held the lockbox and hesitated at the door of the hotel. He actually didn't take a taxi and walked slowly along the street with the lockbox.

At this time, it was still early in the morning, or it should be said to be the darkness before dawn. The sky was dark and the lights seemed to be dimmed a lot. Zhang Yang followed the white man at a distance of fifty meters.

Zhang Yang himself didn't know why he followed this person, but he felt that the password box had a strong attraction to him.

Could it be that someone in the memory has something to do with this white man? Principal He?

There was no time to think about this problem, because the white man in front seemed to have felt that someone was following him, and his pace obviously accelerated. Zhang Yang did not dare to slow down, and almost had to jog to keep up. The white man's legs were too long. Already...

All the while, the white man never looked back at him.

Zhang Yang felt an inexplicable pressure, why? Why didn't he look back when he knew someone was following him?

It's a blatant game of chase!

Awesome!

Zhang Yang's heart skipped a beat and his pupils shrank suddenly. He found that he had lost his way in Yanjing City. He had entered a small alley, with dim lights, narrow roads, and no pedestrians, which made it look a bit eerie... …

Fell into a trap!

Zhang Yang's body suddenly became stiff and he stopped because he felt that there was another person following him. Zhang Yang stood under the shadow of a telephone pole, waiting for the person behind him to appear.

"Come out!" The white man seemed to feel Zhang Yang's footsteps stop, turned around and spoke, and actually spoke fluent Chinese.

Zhang Yang didn't move. He felt a strong sense of danger. This danger even surpassed the steel-armored beast he encountered in the cave. Zhang Yang himself didn't understand why he compared this danger with the danger of the steel-armored beast. Obviously, the opponent is a human being, not a beast.

The alley was eerily silent, and the white man seemed to be very patient, waiting quietly.

As time passed by, the sense of oppression in the air became heavier and heavier, as if it would burn. Zhang Yang's nerves were tense, and he did not dare to move, because there was a person behind him...

(To be continued)