The Road to Slaying God

Hearing the old voice, Liu Biao, who was holding the brick, couldn't help but froze. He turned around slowly, while Zhang Yang stood in the distance with an excited look on his face.

It's Uncle Wang.

"Hey, old man, you think you are the city manager, even if you take a brick..." Xiao Lizi didn't have the words "respect the old and love the young" in his dictionary, so he immediately looked at the old man with a fierce look and threatened. .

"Pah!" Liu Biao slapped Xiao Lizi on the head.

"Why did you hit me?" Xiao Lizi glared at Liu Biao with bulging veins on his face. He was a strong man, and not just anyone could slap a strong man on the head casually.

"Bang!" There was another crisp sound.

"You...you...you hit me too..." Xiao Lizi turned around and looked at Zhang Yang with a sad face. He dared to glare at Liu Biao, but he didn't have the courage to glare at Zhang Yang. The results of many discussions told him that he Not a match for Zhang Yang.

"Little Lizi, you deserve to be beaten. This is the school where they study. You are so arrogant, aren't you looking for a beating?" Aze sighed.

"me……"

"What am I? You can't beat the two of them, do you still want to take revenge?" Aze shook three fingers.

"Oh..." Xiao Lizi looked at the three fingers and was stunned. He immediately understood that although Aze was talking about two people, there were actually three. He immediately rubbed his head and took a few steps back, feeling unlucky, with a frustrated expression on his face. A strong man was suppressed by three people. When will this test end?

"Uncle Wang!" Liu Biao turned around slowly, but he still held the brick in his hand.

"What do you want to do?"

The old man was very agile. When he saw Liu Biao turning around while carrying the brick, he hurriedly took two steps back to distance himself. He looked at the brick in Liu Biao's hand warily, for fear that Liu Biao would hit him with a brick.

"Uncle Wang, it's me, Liu Biao!"

"Ah...Liu Biao...Oh, it's you, you bastard, you scared me to death!" The old man looked up, touched his withered chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Uncle Wang, we are back." Zhang Yang came over and said.

"Okay, just come back. Did you get your diploma? Don't worry, I'll help you with the old man. I'll make sure it's all done with a few good cigarettes, quack..." the old man laughed strangely.

"Hmm, this matter is not urgent. Old man, why don't you allow others to take this brick?" Liu Biao asked anxiously.

"Snapped!"

The old man slapped Liu Biao on the head, his voice was very clear and crisp, which made Xiao Lizi excited. Damn, retribution came so quickly, haha! One word: cool!

"Do you think I'm too idle?" the old man scolded, "Every time you fail to do what others do at the school gate, you're not here to touch a brick!"

"Ahem...that's right..." Liu Biao looked embarrassed.

"What if this brick is taken away and you can't beat it?"

"...Thank you, Uncle Wang..." Liu Biao looked excited.

"..."

Others had speechless expressions on their faces, especially Xiao Lizi, who had his mouth wide open and a dull look on his face.

However, Zhang Yang didn't find it strange. Liu Biao and he had always had a good relationship with the old man in school in the past few years, and Liu Biao often listened to the old man's words. For example, if so-and-so was bullied by Liu Biao, the old man couldn't see it. Eyes, Liu Biao immediately gave him face, and the matter was settled.

The school gate was a big battlefield for Liu Biao's fights. Liu Biao suffered so much that he actually found out a set of experience on his own. He usually placed some emergency weapons suitable for fighting around the school gate, such as iron bars and machetes. Something like that.

Of course, the best thing is primitive weapons like bricks, which are foolproof, mainly because no one will take them away, while iron rods and machetes can easily be picked up by scavengers...

"Why are you thanking me? Although you are lazy, lecherous, and a little gangster that everyone hates, but I like you, old man, so I can't watch you being hacked to death, right? Although I can't help you, old man. You kill people, but I can help you look after those bricks, or help you replace them if they are missing..."

"Wow...Old man, I'm so touched..." Liu Biao's eyes turned red.

"I'm so impressed that you won't come when I get married." The old man said angrily.

"get married?!"

Liu Biao and Zhang Yang said in surprise in unison.

"Hey, I'm going to take action personally. I want to capture the strategic commanding heights no matter how high." The old man said with a proud look on his face.

"That's that's..."

Zhang Yang and Liu Biao nodded repeatedly. If anyone in the school is thick-skinned, the old man is definitely the best. He would dare to kill someone's house at night even before his wife's body was cold. Except for the old man, most people would actually do this. Not coming out.

According to the old man’s own words, who among the people who survived the hail of bullets and bullets in Vietnam did not see any battles? He has not yet taken any notice of these little widows...

As expected, the situation was like seizing the commanding heights of a war. With a fearless fighting spirit, the old man quickly hooked up with the widow whose wife died, and now they are actually married.

"Old man, let me tell you a secret." Liu Biao lowered his voice with a mysterious look on his face.

"What secret?" Seeing Liu Biao's rough and arrogant look, the old man had to act mysterious and low-key, giving people a frightening feeling. Could it be that this guy killed someone? !

"We...we...got...rich...!" Liu Biao said every word with an extremely serious face.

"...Tch!" The old man was stunned for a moment, then immediately raised his middle finger with a look of contempt. He had learned this movement in front of the mirror for a long time, and finally got the essence of it. Today was the first time he used it. Of course, The key is that after Zhang Yang and Liu Biao left school, the old man had no one to use this action. Now, he finally had an opportunity.

"Old man, we are really rich! Look, that BMW is ours." Liu Biao suddenly became anxious. He thought the old man would be shocked, but he didn't believe it, which made him very unfulfilled. Feelings, not to mention unable to satisfy his impatient vanity.

"Don't think you're fooling me by borrowing a BMW. Last time, you weren't wearing a suit and leather shoes, with a smooth hair and a pink face. Huh, I've seen too many guys like you. I've been in this school for more than ten years, what haven't I seen? Many students are living miserable lives outside, having trouble eating, and when they return to school, they act like human beings..." The old man had a look of disdain on his face.

"Old man, you..." Liu Biao was so angry that he vomited blood but was helpless.

"Okay, okay, I'm at work now. The boss will get off work later, and he will criticize me when he sees me chatting. We will have dinner at my house at seven o'clock tomorrow night. I will ask my aunt to prepare it. You guys will come together. It's not easy. ...Well, Liu Biao, you don’t have to pretend when you come to school. Who am I, an old man, who has survived in a hail of bullets? What has he never seen before? I think back then, I was alone, holding a gun and firing dozens of rounds. Bullets, deep behind enemy lines..."

"Old man, let's go, see you tomorrow night..."

…

Liu Biao pulled Zhang Yang and fled. His interest in showing off in school was gone when the old man did this.

Although Zhang Yang really wanted to reminisce with the old man, he had no interest in standing dumbly at the school gate and listening to the old man brag about the heroic deeds of hundreds of people who compiled their stories together...

When the old man saw the two of them getting into the car, he picked up the brick on the ground and put it in the same position that Liu Biao always put it. After placing it at the best angle, Shi Shiran walked into the guard room.

…

After several people squeezed into the car, they suddenly discovered that Mai Fei was sitting in front of the cab in a daze, looking into the school with an expression of dementia.

"Ma Fei, let's drive!" Xiao Lizi broke Mai Fei's demented expression.

"Ah... not going in?" Mai Fei suddenly woke up.

"Well, let's go and have a look at Baiyun Group." Zhang Yang said.

"Aren't you in a hurry?" Mai Fei turned around and asked.

"Is something wrong?"

"I want to drive around campus."

"Well, okay, we're not in a hurry, just take a look around, we haven't entered the campus for a long time."

…

The BMW slowly drove into the campus. Uncle Wang was too lazy to come out of the guard room. He guessed that Liu Biao must have gotten a BMW from somewhere and drove it to the school to show off. Liu Biao was not the first to do this kind of thing. One time, the most impressive one for the old man was when Liu Biao got a thick gold necklace somewhere and wore it around his neck to show off his power in the school. As a result, before wearing it for a day, someone came to the school. It turned out that, that The gold necklace belonged to a distant relative of his...

Liu Biao sat in the passenger seat, opened the window, and looked outside with excitement, hoping to meet a classmate he knew. Seeing Liu Biao's excited expression, Zhang Yang secretly felt lucky that he had the foresight to not let those bodyguards Follow, otherwise, this school will be brought into chaos by Liu Biao.

"Winter melon, winter melon...haha, how are you doing lately?"

"Ah...Brother Biao, it's okay, okay..."

Finally, Liu Biao saw a student he knew from his junior year. However, when that person saw Liu Biao, he did not have the shocked expression that Liu Biao had imagined. Instead, he had a trace of reserve.

Immediately afterwards, Liu Biao met students he knew on the street from time to time, all of whom were in the lower grades. It was like they had made an appointment. These people were all reserved, and no one tried to curry favor with him, a billionaire and an upstart in City C.

Soon, Liu Biao felt a lack of interest and a lack of interest.

"Liu Biao, people are animals that are prone to jealousy. You come to show off, you come to show off, but others will be jealous of you, so they will pretend to be reserved. What's more, most of them think you are It's just sitting on a BMW." Mai Fei said with a smile.

"Oh..." Liu Biao looked a little depressed, which was very different from the glorious scenery he imagined when he returned home.

"If you really want to return home in rich clothes, I suggest you find some old classmates so that they can satisfy your vanity, haha."

"Hmm, I don't have time today. I have to go home to see my mom and dad..." Liu Biao's spirits were lifted when he mentioned his mom and dad. He immediately imagined in his head that he would bring twenty bodyguards and a motorcade back to the country in a high-profile manner. The scene at home, imagining the surprise of mom and dad.

…

Liu Biao simply closed the car window and looked at the campus, which seemed a little quiet. At this time, there was still a while before get out of class ended. Although there were students in twos and threes on the road, it was very quiet.

The car moved slowly inside the campus.

There was an extremely quiet moment in the car.

The car stopped in front of a teaching building. Mai Fei looked at the history department classroom in silence for a while.

"Do you like history?" Zhang Yang asked.

"No, I don't like it. I even hate it. I hate the Chinese people's obsession with history!" Mai Fei took a deep breath.

"Why?"

"Don't you think that our country is too obsessed with history? We can't wait to inherit everything left by our ancestors, whether it is the essence or the dross. We study repeatedly, generation after generation, and we live in the four great inventions of history. We can’t extricate ourselves from it. We can’t extricate ourselves from living in the fantasy of the Han and Tang Dynasties. We can’t extricate ourselves from living in the Four Books and Five Classics... But what else do we have besides the things of our ancestors? The seals of our ancestors are in Other people's national museums are on display, we are still desperately studying seal scholarship, our embassy was bombed, and we are still discussing Sun Wu's strategies and tactics...what else do we have?" Mai Fei looked at the history with deep eyes Department signage.

"No..." Zhang Yang was speechless. Although he knew that Mai Fei's thoughts were too extreme, he could not refute it.

"Yes, we have nothing. The engine of the airplane belongs to others, the engine of the car belongs to others, and the core technology of LCD TV belongs to others. Even to build a small video player, we give others hundreds of millions of dollars every year. Intellectual property fees, we sell the best to others, and leave the poisoned milk to our compatriots... We have nothing, what we do have is the things of our ancestors, which we study over and over again, study non-stop, and indulge in In the glory days of the past, anyone who offended our country would be punished even if they were far away, but they were just talking about it. Now, even fishing boats fishing in front of their own homes will be detained, expelled and fined..." Mai Fei's words The speed became faster and faster, and a sickly blush appeared on his pale face.

"While we study the cultural heritage of our ancestors, we don't know how to cherish it at all. Do we retain any traditions? Do we retain any habits? We drink coffee at Starbucks and eat fast food at KFC. Where are our clothes? Our beliefs What? When we strongly protested against the Yasukuni Shrine time and time again, our martyrs’ cemetery was in dilapidated condition and overgrown with weeds. If we talk about culture, China is the birthplace of the entire Asian culture, but when have we protected our culture? If not In Japan and Korea, do we still know the customs and habits of our ancestors? Do we still know about Tang knives and Tang clothes?"

There was silence in the car, a long silence.

It seems that everything Mai Fei said makes sense.

While studying the ancient history over and over again, I was also obsessed with Western culture and living habits and couldn't extricate myself.

What the Chinese nation lacks is a kind of motivation and a kind of belief.

"Ma Fei, I have to admit that what you said makes sense. However, our country is making progress and our nation is getting stronger. On the one hand, when the country is destroyed and the family is destroyed, the Chinese nation will radiate strong vitality. This is not the case. The advantages that other nations do not have..."

"Haha, I have known this for a long time, but why do we only know how to struggle and radiate vitality when our country is ruined and our family is ruined? Why don't we strengthen ourselves in peaceful times? Why don't we keep the danger away? "

"..." Zhang Yang was speechless.

This is an unanswerable question. The Chinese nation is a very powerful and strange nation. Its strong ability to assimilate and learn has made the Chinese nation the oldest and largest nation in the world. However, the Chinese nation is also a weak nation. It is a nation that people cannot believe. As long as there is still a glimmer of hope for survival, it will be difficult for this nation to burst out with vitality. Only at the moment of life and death can this nation show its strength.

"Haha, we don't have to argue. I just came to take a look. When I saw the sign of the Department of History, I remembered that when I stayed up late reading with my lover, we argued for countless nights with no result. His persistence in Chinese history has reached a certain point. Such a fanatical level, his obsession with "The Art of War" is unbelievable. He always believes that as long as you can know how to coordinate forces, it is easy to defeat more with less. However, he ignores the background of this great era. Now is In the era of hot weapons and the current information age, "Sun Tzu's Art of War" can only provide auxiliary strategic thinking..."

"What do you admire?" Zhang Yang suddenly asked.

"Force, whether in ancient times or in modern times, force is the source of victory. The Qin Dynasty relied on force to destroy the six kingdoms, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty also relied on force, Genghis Khan also relied on force, and the Qing Dynasty relied on force to enter the country. Behind these histories Although there is also countless wisdom, the final victory is determined by force! Just like you and me, even if I am super smart, my kung fu against you is just a joke. If I have a hostile relationship with you, I may There will be some partial victories, but the final winner will never be me. All I can do is to tear off a hair of yours like a shrew, scratch your skin, and make you pay a trivial price... ...This is the role of powerful force. In the face of absolute force, all conspiracy and conspiracy are a joke..."

"Let's take a very realistic example. Is Russia poorer than the United States? The answer is yes, poor! Even compared to us in China, they are very poor, but they will fight if they dare. In their bones, They don't take NATO to heart at all, because they know very well that in front of their powerful military machine, they can turn the United States and Europe into a sea of ​​​​fire in an instant. No country can completely stop their aircraft, missiles and nuclear submarines. This is also a problem. A manifestation of absolute force..."

There was a moment of silence in the car again.

Mai Fei took one last look at the classroom, slowly closed the window, and the car slowly started to move...

Everyone was brought into deep thinking by Mai Fei's words.

Especially Zhang Yang and Xiao Lizi, they are strong men now. Compared with ordinary people, they have absolute force. Mai Fei's words made them think deeply. Of course, Zhang Yang was more analyzing the thought trajectory of Mai Fei. .

Mai Fei accelerated the speed of the car. It was already getting late. He had to rush to the hotel and drive to Liu Biao's home. After going to Liu Biao's home, Zhang Yang had to go to Baiyun Building to find the CD...

Because Mai Fei was delayed a little, time seemed a bit tight. According to Liu Biao, it was best to get to the courtyard of the municipal family area before dark.

Since it is a show off, the effect of showing off in the dark will definitely not be good.

Fortunately, when we arrived at the hotel, the driver and bodyguard had already received a call and were waiting below. They could get on their way immediately without waiting at all.

In fact, it is less than twenty minutes' drive from the hotel to Liu Biao's home.

When we arrived at the courtyard, the sky had become hazy, and people's faces were blurry. However, seeing the flow of people walking in and out of the courtyard door was not satisfactory.

At least, there are still people.

Although this place is attached to the family residential area of ​​the municipal government, most of the people are of low status, mostly retirees. No one with real rank and status will live here. It is precisely because there are some retirees who are too busy to live here. As long as there is a trivial matter, he can know it immediately. Liu Biao is afraid that no one will be there. As long as one person sees him, he does not have to worry about himself walking at night...

What do people fear most?

Isn’t it just Jin Yi’s Night Walk?

"Hehe!" Liu Biao had an inexplicable giggle on his face, which made everyone look at him.

The convoy slowly drove into the yard with deep trees, like a ghost, and did not attract too many people's attention. Although the people here were not high-status, they had all seen the world, let alone a convoy of ten cars. Even a convoy of hundreds of vehicles was seen.

BMW, what is BMW? BMWs are all over the streets now. Maybe a guy with a lot of debt also drives a BMW.

(To be continued)