The Road to Slaying God

Maintaining the status quo!

Soon, Zhang Yang made up his mind. Now, even saying one more word would easily expose his flaws. After all, Du Xue and he had been in the same school for a long time and had been dating for a while. They were very familiar with each other. Every smile can easily make people think of you.

The only way is to never admit it.

Of course, Zhang Yang himself didn't know that he subconsciously rejected this woman. He felt a little fond of this woman at first, and then became disgusted by the depth of this woman's scheming. Now, although Zhang Yang sympathizes with Du Xue, there is more It is a kind of disgust and rejection.

Zhang Yang is a conservative man and would never tolerate his woman fooling around on a boat like this.

Whether it is for life or for other things, appearing on this ship heralds a kind of spiritual or even physical degradation... Looking at the wet face in the mirror, he raised his eyebrows and suddenly, he thought of Du Xue's beloved. Lu Fei, if Lu Fei didn't go astray, or if Lu Fei didn't die, how could Du Xue end up in Japan again?

Lu Fei, a genius, fell like a meteor. Apart from leaving an impression in the minds of a very limited number of people, who would remember that peerless man with a slightly charming expression?

Lu Fei, the son of a high-ranking official, Redili, the son of Maimaiti, Sasaki, the kamikaze captain, and the killer father and son, who are not geniuses?

Suddenly, Zhang Yang suddenly discovered a strange fact. He discovered that geniuses are more likely to die young than ordinary people... Why is this?

Why did I come to the conclusion that talented people are more likely to die young?

Almost immediately, Zhang Yang understood the reason. Obviously, geniuses carry more things than ordinary people. Regardless of their dreams or ambitions, geniuses have much stronger passions than ordinary people. In this world, geniuses have more ambitions than ordinary people. It’s not just one or the other. If you want to stand out in this society, you must work hard like Lu Fei and Redili, and the results of your efforts will have several extreme results, that is, they will collide with other geniuses... The two When tigers fight, one of them will be injured.

"I am always the final winner!"

A dazzling golden light flashed through Zhang Yang's eyes in the mirror. He wet his short hair on the faucet and shook it suddenly. Water droplets splashed everywhere, and Zhang Yang opened the door.

"Zhang Yang, I know it's you."

Du Xue was leaning against the wall of the corridor, her concave and convex body exuding a powerful magic power, and her resentful eyes made people want to hug her in her arms. Zhang Yang discovered that in such a short time just now, Du Xue Xue had already taken off her heavy makeup, revealing a clear face. A few strands of wet hair fell on her smooth forehead like hibiscus. Zhang's heart couldn't help but beat. After Du Xue took off her heavy makeup, she felt even more thrilling. The beauty.

"I'm sorry, you got the wrong person." Zhang Yang controlled his heart and blood, and nodded politely and indifferently.

…

"Zhang Yang, it must be you, it must be you, I remember you, I will remember you forever..."

Watching the tall and graceful figure leave, Du Xue murmured in the corner of her absent-minded mouth. She felt Zhang Yang's indifference that refused people thousands of miles away, and her heart ached. Unfortunately, there is no regret in this world. Medicine, one mistake, everything will be lost.

After leaving school, in order to forget Lu Fei, to relieve the pain, and more importantly because of the pressure of life, Du Xue went through all kinds of hardships and wandered to Japan. She thought she would find a good job in this paradise, but... She was disappointed... What made her even more distracted was that she had been missing someone. She remembered every bit of being with this person, eating together, walking together, and even remembered the lewd and voyeuristic eyes. Every time she thought of that obscene peeping, she would laugh inexplicably.

This person is Zhang Yang.

Du Xue asked herself thousands of times whether she liked Lu Fei or Zhang Yang. There was still no answer to this question because Lu Fei was dead and Zhang Yang had lost contact.

When she met Zhang Yang on the deck before, she was completely stunned.

She never thought she would meet Zhang Yang in this kind of environment. Du Xue didn't want to avoid it. She had already lost too much... But Zhang Yang didn't want to know him at all.

Du Xue firmly believed that this person was Zhang Yang, especially the peeping eyes that he inadvertently showed at the beginning. There was no other family in this world except Zhang Yang.

…

Opening the door to the corridor, crazy music once again filled every cell of Zhang Yang.

Suddenly thinking of some people who had died, and seeing Du Xue's resentful eyes, Zhang Yang couldn't help but feel a little irritated. He walked to the small coffee table, picked up the wine glass, and drank it in one gulp. He was about to get up and turn around to pour wine at the bar. Suddenly, the blonde girl stood in front of him.

"I'll pour you a drink." The girl's eyes were as charming as silk, and she smiled seductively. She gently took Zhang Yang's wine glass with her white fingers. Her body was extremely light, and she was not as big as a k-drug k at all.

Soon, the girl came over with two crystal glasses in one hand, a bottle of red wine in her hand, and a bottle of red wine in her arm on her plump chest. At this time, Zhang Yang saw Du Xue also walking to the bar. While drinking with the young man named Matsushita, his eyes were nothing special and very bland, which made Zhang Yang feel relieved. What he was most worried about now was that Du Xue revealed his identity and caused unnecessary trouble.

In fact, no one in the entire bar noticed Zhang Yang. Everyone was immersed in extreme joy. They were a whole and an individual. It seemed that except for themselves, there was no one around them. On a row of sofas, two women with the same surname were already naked and unbridled... Zhang Yang thought that he was just a passer-by, and he didn't want to ruin this decadent party.

This kind of gathering won't be the first time, nor will it be the last. He is not a policeman, and he has never put himself on the moral high ground. Zhang Yang's thinking is very special. For him, although he hates this kind of life, , however, he did not deprive others of their right to choose this life.

"please!"

"please!"

The girl poured a large glass for Zhang Yang, then raised the glass in a daze and drank it all. Zhang Yang looked at the huge crystal cup in his hand in a daze, does anyone drink like this?

"Drink, I drank first."

The girl didn't know whether she was really drunk or pretending to be drunk. She was shaking her empty crystal glass against Zhang Yang's wine glass.

It was only then that Zhang Yang took a closer look at the blond girl. The girl was about in her early twenties, with a tall figure, blond hair hanging on her shoulders, and a purple pearl hanging on each ear, which kept shaking, giving people a Feeling very energetic.

The girl is amazingly beautiful, especially with a pair of dimples and a particularly sweet smile.

However, what surprised Zhang Yang was not these, but the girl's vaguely special aura. This aura was very familiar to Zhang Yang. He had seen it on Redili, Wang Feng, Zhang Yun and others. This is an aura of confidence, which is also cultivated due to the family environment since childhood.

Why would a person with such an aura attend such a corrupt party?

And in such a revealing outfit?

Zhang Yang looked at the girl wearing low-waisted pants and suspenders in a daze, and he actually forgot to hold a glass of wine in his hand.

"Humph, if you don't drink, I will drink." The girl glared at Zhang Yang and seemed to be angry. She grabbed Zhang Yang's wine glass and poured it down her throat, drinking very fast.

"Would you like to drink?"

The girl filled two more cups and looked at Zhang Yang angrily.

"I'll drink." Zhang Yang couldn't help but smile bitterly, picked up the cup and drank it all in one gulp.

"Not bad, not bad, I finally have someone to drink with me."

Seeing Zhang Yang drink it, the girl clapped happily, and then refilled it for Zhang Yang. Zhang Yang didn't bother to shirk and drank it all in one gulp. For this low-alcohol red wine, Zhang Yang believed that even ten bottles would be no problem.

The two of them drank one glass at a time, and soon, the two bottles of red wine were completely drunk. The girl's face was already flushed, and her body was swaying. Zhang Yang had to keep her body straightened at all times to avoid leaning on him. on the body.

Although Zhang Yang was not a gentleman, he would not deign to take advantage of a strange girl in this environment, let alone a woman who participated in such a lustful party.

"Are you afraid of me?" The girl lay on the sofa, biting an empty wine glass, looking at Zhang Yang with disappointed eyes.

"Am I afraid of you?" Zhang Yang was stunned.

"Aren't you afraid of me?"

"Why should I be afraid of you?" Zhang Yang felt that this question was a bit puzzling.

"Then why didn't you dare to kiss me at first?" The girl lay on the sofa, her chest squeezed out of two white masses, which looked extremely dazzling under the dim light, full of fatal temptation.

(To be continued)