The Road to Slaying God

"Hehe, there are very few novices in the assassin world, because the assassins who debuted are all brought by someone, because there is no saying in the profession of assassins that 'failure is the mother of success', and the profession of assassins will not give you a process of proficiency. Failure means danger and death, so when a killer debuts, he is already a qualified killer, just like now, I told you, if you want to be a killer, you will understand many things!" The old man Just like the big bad wolf who seduced Little Red Riding Hood, he constantly tempted Zhang Yang to join the killer business.

"I'm a student studying, okay? I don't want to break the law and kill people." Unfortunately, Zhang Yang was unmoved.

"Then you ask a bird!" The old man was a little depressed.

"Hey, it's always good to know more. If I get rich in the future and someone kills me, I can prepare early."

"..." The old man was speechless, put down the newspaper and lay down on the couch again, with serious disappointment on his face.

"Uncle Li, it's noon, it's time to eat, I'm leaving first."

"Just eat here, hey, Uncle Li has been alone all his life, it's not easy to find someone to talk to, drink some wine with me, and cook a few dishes at the next door, remember, there must be braised beef and peanuts …In addition, buy a bottle of Laobaigan from the small shop next to it, it’s high, you don’t need to pay, I will pay once at the end of the month…”

The old man took out a hundred-yuan bill from his body and handed it to Zhang Yang.

"Eh...Uncle Li, those three people have come out." Zhang Yang just stood up and took the money from the old man's hand, when he saw the three people who had entered at the beginning come out of the alley, and the young man walking in front had a look on his face. They looked proud, and the two men in suits who looked like bodyguards each carried a heavy black plastic bag, watching the surroundings vigilantly, and even, looking around them, they fell into their eyes.

"Well, it's okay, let them go." The old man didn't even look outside the door, but Zhang Yang felt a sharp light flashing in the old man's eyes.

Zhang Yang glanced at the old man suspiciously, and then looked outside at the three people who had walked out of the alley and stopped the taxi. Without knowing why, Zhang Yang can be sure that these three people have nothing to do with the old man, because the old man didn't show anything special when he saw them on the first day, and it wasn't until a few days later that the palpitating intensity appeared. Murderous.

It has nothing to do with the old man, does it have something to do with the casino?

The casino is just a place to gamble, so what contradictions will happen? According to what Liu Biao said, the casino is very fair. It is not the kind of casino that sets traps. It is a bit similar to those international casinos in Macau. According to reason, there should be no conflicts. Why does the old man appear like this now? Murder?

Zhang Yang couldn't figure it out. He shook his head and didn't bother to think about it. It had nothing to do with him. He didn't know what the inside of the casino looked like.

Soon, several steaming dishes were placed on the small bamboo table in the bookstore. Although Zhang Yang didn't drink alcohol, he still poured himself a glass to accompany the old man. After thirty days of drinking, the two talked more. The content of the chat was all-encompassing, and the old man was also very interested in talking, from the Qin Dynasty to the Tang Dynasty, and then from the Tang Dynasty to the present, and when he was happy, he talked about the things in the Jianghu in the past One pass, which reminded Zhang Yang of Uncle Wang, the gatekeeper at the school. Both of them have a common hobby: they like bragging!

"Uncle Li, don't you have any relatives?"

"No." Lao Li, who was originally very interested, suddenly became depressed when asked by Zhang Yang.

"I'm sorry, Uncle Li, I didn't mean to make you unhappy." Zhang Yang immediately felt Uncle Li's emotions, and quickly poured wine and food for the old man to apologize.

"Hehe, it's okay. Old people are like this. They like nostalgia and are sentimental. In fact, although Uncle Li is an orphan, he still has a family and a wife..." The old man sighed.

"Then what about your...mother?" Zhang Yang didn't know how to address her, but in the end he decided that it was appropriate to call him "Master". Although the old man was not a master, he could feel that the old man treated him very well. This was an indescribable feeling.

"Eighteen years ago, your teacher's wife and I received a business in Africa. When we both rushed to Africa, we knew that the other party was already prepared. Although we finally completed the task, your teacher's wife and I were in trouble because of the confusion. Lost contact."

"Lost contact? Don't you have a mobile phone? No contact address?" Zhang Yang opened his mouth in disbelief. It seems extremely strange that two normal people lost contact in a society with such developed modern communication. You know, twenty years ago Mobile phones have become so popular that everyone has one.

"Hehe, our killer's mobile phone number is a temporary one. When we went to Africa, we had already discarded all the communication tools, because those things could easily cause trouble for ourselves. Besides, we also have a fixed contact method. We We have made an appointment, regardless of the success or failure of the mission, we will meet up at the xx Building in City C, see you soon..."

"XX Building, haven't you heard that there is a XX Building in C City?" Although Zhang Yang didn't grow up in C City, he still knows C City very well. He has never heard of any XX Building in C City.

"Hehe, there was one eighteen years ago. You see, it's on a commercial street less than 100 meters away from the entrance of the alley. The xx building used to be there. It was a landmark building in city C at that time. After we separated, I waited there for two years, and two years later, the place was demolished and a large commercial plaza was built." The old man sighed again.

"...That is to say, even if Master's wife came to City C, she wouldn't be able to find you?" Zhang Yang stood up and walked to the door to look at the commercial plaza with tall buildings. If there are too many, I don't believe in tragedy anymore. I can't imagine that there are living examples in life.

"I think the possibility of her living in the world should be very small."

The old man had a vicissitudes on his face. Only at this time did Zhang Yang really realize that this usually indifferent old man seemed extremely lonely. Presumably, he had been waiting here for countless years in order to reunite with his former lover. Certainly, the old man chose this alley closest to the business district to open a bookstore in order to wait for his wife. This is already the last piece of old town in City C...

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