The Road to Slaying God

The mental pressure emanating from Zhang Yang was boundless, and Lao Kara felt like she was floating in the ocean, without any help.

Zhang Yang's sharp gaze felt like a blade full of sharp serrations in Lao Laka's eyes, which made people's hearts sway and tremble.

"I won't kill you because your life is more meaningful than your death. I'm leaving this city. I don't like this city. I don't want to come back to this city. So, I hope you can understand what I mean. Don’t let me come to this city alone for the sake of respected Mr. Kara, Su Dafeng will be my spokesperson in this city!”

"..."

…

Until Zhang Yang led Su Dafeng and the others away and disappeared at the security gate, Lao Kara was still in a trance-like state of confusion.

finally.

Old Kara woke up, and once again thought of that sharp gaze that seemed to be able to cut his heart, Old Kara felt chilled all over.

The intention behind the other party's words was very obvious. If something happened to the young man named Su Dafeng, Zhang Yang would come here unscrupulously to avenge their family...

Zhang Yang is now like a devil in Lao Laka's eyes. He has wealth that is unparalleled in the country, has countless masters, and has that penetrating gaze.

"It's over, Mr. Kara, let's go!"

Brother Qiang's voice was a little hoarse, and he had completely lost the courage to confront Zhang Yang.

"Let's go."

Glancing at Brother Qiang, Lao Kara sighed. It was obvious that Brother Qiang encountered the same problem as him. In the days to come, the young Chinese man named Su Dafeng would be active under their noses, and they would Nothing can be done.

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The night is getting dark, and the vast stars are shrouded in dark clouds. The entire night in San Francisco gives people a gray feeling. Dots of street lights pierce the thick fog in the darkness, but they cannot shine very far. This is a quiet place. A depressing night.

Zhang Yang looked at the sea, with his hands behind his back, looking at the vast sea. His naked upper body looked like a sculpture under the weak sky.

Liu Biao, Xiao Lizi, Aze, Nana, Siberian Tiger, Su Dafeng, Ruan Wenwu, and Kong Laoer were all standing ten meters away from Zhang Yang.

"I'm leaving." Zhang Yang didn't turn around, his voice was a bit hollow, as if he was speaking to the air.

"Zhang...Brother Yang..." Su Dafeng looked around, coughed a few words and then shouted.

"I have paved the way for you. In the next few days, people from Somalia will contact you. They will help you financially and manpower. The rest is up to you."

"Brother Yang...I..."

"Needless to say, just take care of yourself. I won't control your development, and I won't ask for anything. What I need is for you to continue to be stronger and stronger! Brother Tiger, see you again soon!"

"goodbye……"

"Second brother, if you want to learn martial arts, just remember my QQ number." Liu Biao said with a strange smile.

"Yeah, remember, but...I won't do it..."

"Haha, you don't know how to go to school, you don't even go to school, why are you in the underworld? Today's underworld must keep pace with the times and keep learning, otherwise, it will be easy to be eliminated..." Liu Biao educated him earnestly. .

"..."

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Watching Zhang Yang disappear into the night, Su Dafeng felt as if he was in a dream. It seemed that everything came too easily.

"San Francisco belongs to us." Su Dafeng looked away, his eyes flashing with blazing light.

"Yes!"

"It's ours!"

Four pairs of big hands were clasped together tightly, and the air was filled with a fanatical atmosphere. Now, they want people and money, and they have cleared the two biggest obstacles.

In fact, Zhang Yang's vision was far-sighted. He did not kill Lao Kara and Brother Qiang, which created a very precious time for Su Dafeng and the others. During this time, Su Dafeng used Ruan Wenwu's connections to continuously transport Vietnamese women to The United States was digging for gold, and with the help of Old John, several smuggling routes also tended to be stable.

With the intervention of Siberian Tiger and Kong Laoer, Su Dafeng slowly entered the core of the Daquan Gang and played a decisive role.

The Vietnamese gang and several major mafia organizations first took avoidance measures. When they saw Su Dafeng's increasing strength, several major mafia organizations finally couldn't help but extend an olive branch to Su Dafeng and adopted a cooperative attitude.

In just two years, Su Dafeng controlled the Daquan Gang and the Vietnam Gang, and had in-depth cooperation with the five established mafia families.

Five years later, the only gang organization that can compete with Su Dafeng in the United States is the Skull and Bones of the Bush family...

Ten years, this year, Su Dafeng is thirty-five. He has become a hospital for the upper class in the United States. He is the first Chinese governor. He has a force in Congress that cannot be ignored.

The underground forces he controls and influences are spread all over the United States, and his business projects include arms, pornography, entertainment, industry, construction, transportation, loan sharking, vending machines, garbage collection, stock speculation and construction, illegal immigration, etc...

In ten years, he completed his ideal. He combined all Asian gangs in the United States except the Yamaguchi-gumi into a giant organization. Whether in India, Vietnam, or Myanmar, he There are countless spokespersons.

However, when he stood at the pinnacle of power, he found himself lonely.

In those years of passion and bloodshed, the only brother left fighting with him was Kong Laoer, a human being whose martial arts had reached infinitely close to the strong.

Ruan Wenwu, Siberian Tiger...these names one by one have become the dust of history. There are rich beauties in the world, luxury houses and cars, and endless drinking of wine. However, there are more splashes of blood and death. And the endless regrets.

Whenever it was quiet at night, he would think of that taciturn young man, whose deep eyes seemed to have been watching him silently in a certain place.

In the autumn of fifteen years, his last brother Kong Laoer also left him to pursue the unpredictable martial arts. It was said that he would enter a new realm.

Twenty years ago, Su Dafeng was in his prime. He suddenly felt that his interest was waning. He had lost his goals and the joy of life. He returned to his motherland with dozens of boxes of ashes. Among these urns were the Siberian tiger and Ruan Wenwu. name……

What is the meaning of the cycle of life?

Is it destruction or creation?

So what if you stand on the top of a mountain?

The arena is indispensable for blood and passion. When you lose all your friends and stand on the top of the mountain, you will find that this position is very cold, very cold!

In the next thirty years, Su Dafeng searched for countless ancient books. He traveled all over the world to pursue the prehistoric civilization. He used exploration to interpret the meaning of life.

He found his last brother who had been through life and death: Kong Laoer.

Facing that indifferent face, Su Dafeng suddenly discovered that the two of them did not have the excitement of meeting again after a long separation. It seemed that there was an invisible mountain lying between the two of them. They were no longer in the same world!

In the waves of pines, in the bright moon, in the breeze, Su Dafeng finally understood that there is another unknown world in this world, and that is: the world of the strong!

Once again, he thought of that cold and cold face, and he finally understood that everything about him was just a joke in that person's eyes.

The world of the strong!

Suddenly, Su Dafeng had a new goal...

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Su Dafeng's life and Zhang Yang are parallel lines that never intersect. It was just an accidental opportunity. Zhang Yang changed Su Dafeng's life.

Su Dafeng is a man with a terrifyingly strong will. It took him forty years to go from being incapable of martial arts to becoming a strong man. This year, he is ninety-five years old, and his name is already known in the United States and in San Francisco. It has become a history and a legend.

It's a pity, it's a pity that even if Su Dafeng broke through to the realm of the strong, in the following decades, he still could not find the person who influenced his life. It seemed that that person disappeared out of thin air, including that person's friends and women All disappeared without a trace.

No one cares about Su Dafeng's existence.

No one cares about Su Dafeng's persistence.

Everyone has ideals and goals, and Zhang Yang's goals and ideals are naturally not something Su Dafeng and his ilk can understand. In Zhang Yang's heart, Su Dafeng is just a passerby, and his help to Su Dafeng is just out of curiosity.

"Zhang Yang, the target is under control. We are on the highway. It will be difficult to control after getting on the highway." Nana said, holding a navigation phone in her hand.

"One medical vehicle and two off-road vehicles?"

"Yes."

Nana's heart skipped a beat. She didn't expect Zhang Yang to know so clearly. This was simply unbelievable. You must know that the three cars were at least 40 kilometers away.

"Don't worry, they can't leave. Let's go. Haha, by the way, your dragon team's car should be here, right?" Zhang Yang said with a smile.

"Hmm..." Nana suddenly had a terrible feeling. Zhang Yang's ability had exceeded her imagination.

"You are my wife." Zhang Yang seemed to know what Nana was thinking, and gently patted Nana's thin shoulder to comfort her.

"Yes." Nana felt the love conveyed from the palm, her face suddenly turned red, and she nodded shyly.

Women are always mentally retarded in the face of love.

"Gah..."

A three-row Buick business car stopped steadily in front of everyone, and an ordinary-looking middle-aged Asian man stuck out his head.

"Hello, everyone."

"No, it won't be good after seeing you. Your mission is completed, you can leave." Zhang Yang nodded and opened the doorway of the cab.

"Ah...ahem...Nana?" The middle-aged man stared at Nana.

"I'm sorry." Nana was a little helpless.

"Then... I'm off, and I'll leave the matter to you." The middle-aged man only hesitated for a moment and immediately jumped out of the driveway.

"Thank you. By the way, bring me a message back." Zhang Yang got into the cab and closed the door.

"to whom?"

"To the general, tell him I can't find a home."

"Can't find your home?" The middle-aged man was stunned, feeling a little baffled.

"Just tell him this and he will understand."

"oh……"

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"Drive faster, No. 1's breathing is abnormal, drive faster!"

This is a huge medical vehicle. Alberta is lying on the medical bed with an oxygen mask on. His face is strangely pale, and his chest is rising and falling rapidly. The oxygen mask does not seem to be enough to provide the oxygen he needs. His mouth is constantly turning. Overflowing with black blood.

(To be continued)