The Road to Slaying God

"Enen...take it yourself." Uncle Wang lay on the couch and fell asleep without opening his eyes.

"Oh..." Zhang Yang picked up the antique mobile phone on the table with ease. Because the electric board is too old, this thing must be connected to the charger for a long time. Without the power supply, the mobile phone will lose its basic functions. It is said that This was done on purpose by Uncle Wang. He used to have his mobile phone stolen in the guard room, but after changing this mobile phone, he never lost it again.

This made Zhang Yang always think differently, this phone can't be moved, why not get a landline phone to save trouble?

Of course, Zhang Yang's curiosity was zero, and he didn't bother to ask these things that had nothing to do with him. He only knew that after Uncle Wang had this mobile phone, he never failed to make calls, and this time was no exception.

"Liu Biao, help..."

"What's wrong?" A thick but lazy voice came from the phone.

"I'm out of money. I haven't eaten since morning. Come and save me."

"Damn, it's so miserable?"

"Yes, yes, I'm too hungry to walk..." Zhang Yang said with a mournful face.

"Wait for twenty minutes, I'll be right over... no, thirty minutes..."

"Why did it take so long? I'm so hungry." Zhang Yang said that he was hungry, and the hunger in his stomach became stronger. He felt that his stomach could swallow a cow now.

"Fuck, you were released from the prison! Don't worry, you won't starve to death in half an hour..." The other party hung up the phone before Zhang Yang could speak.

Zhang Yang carefully put the phone on the table with a gloomy expression on his face. Every time he called Liu Biao, he would be able to see him within ten minutes. Today, it took half an hour when he was needed most.

"Poor child, open the first drawer." Wang Bo raised his hand, weakly.

"oh."

"See that black plastic bag?"

"kindness."

"Let's eat."

"Bread..." Zhang Yang opened the black plastic bag, his eyes sparkled, but he was a little worried about the dark gray bread, so he couldn't help but ask, "How long has it been? Has it expired?"

"Does the bread still have a shelf life?" The old man sat up in surprise.

"Ahem... yes, yes, how long has it been?"

"It seems...it was last week..." The old man was a little hesitant, as if he couldn't determine the exact date.

"Last week?" Zhang Yang was stunned.

"Why, can't you eat it? I think back then..."

"I eat, I eat... woo woo..."

Zhang Yang took a bite of the bread almost with tears in his eyes. He would rather kill the obviously moldy bread than listen to the old man's "thinking about the past", it was definitely a kind of mental torture.

The old man participated in the Vietnam War, but in fact, the war was almost over when the old man went, and he didn’t know what the Vietnamese looked like until he was discharged from the army. Combatants, now, the old man can still get a little allowance for combatants every month.

Of course, others quietly told Zhang Yang, but the old man himself boasted that he was a flying cow. In short, China would not have won the Vietnam War without him. At first, he was fooled A group of students who worship war heroes, slowly, the old man's words are also wearing bags. Naturally, that glorious image also collapsed in the hearts of the students, but the old man himself didn't know it.

"Tell me, how can I catch up with Professor Li's wife?"

Seeing Zhang Yang biting the bread, the old man sat down on the couch in satisfaction and closed his eyes.

"This, this... In my opinion, you should take it easy for a while. Her husband just died, so she shouldn't be in the mood to talk about love."

"Hey! I've thought about this too, but, but, I can't wait!"

"what?"

"That fat man in the cafeteria is now running to Professor Li's house every day. If I don't attack, I might be caught by others..." The old man had a melancholy expression on his face.

"Then that...cough cough...then you go directly to her house and tell him that you like him. When you are your age, you don't need to beat around the bush. Time is money. You are over sixty, time is running out, hurry up Opportunities every day…”

"I'm pee, pee, pee... Who's time is running out?"

"..."

"However, that's really the case, okay, I'll go to her house after I get off work." The old man sighed and stood up abruptly and said loudly, making Zhang Yang jump in fright.

"..."

Seeing the old man's face on the execution ground, Zhang Yang was sweating profusely. His wife had only died for more than a month, and he went to court at night. Zhang Yang could only secretly pray to Buddha to protect the old man from being driven out by the broom.

"Zhang Yang, hurry up." A rough voice came from outside the guard room.

"Ah... Uncle Wang, Liu Biao is here, I'm leaving first..."

Hearing Liu Biao's voice, Zhang Yang quickly stood up as if seeing a savior.

"Oh... Be careful, tell that kid, don't bring a group of gangsters around the door all day."

"Yes."

"Go." The old man became weak again, curled up on the couch, looking extremely lonely.

"Uncle Wang, then I'm leaving. Don't blow the fan on your chest. It's easy to catch a cold." Zhang Yang looked at the old man's bony body curled up on the couch, and suddenly felt a little intolerable.

"Go, go." The old man seemed to want to sleep, he waved his hand and closed his eyes.

Zhang Yang didn't make a sound. After adjusting the electric fan to the lowest gear, he gently exited the guard room, and then slowly closed the door.

"Come on, slow like a pussy."

Standing at the gate of the school was a man wearing a suit, a snow-white shirt, and a striped tie. He had bushy eyebrows and leopard eyes like iron towers. At first glance, he was a guy with a simple mind and well-developed limbs. A tattered Yamaha 250 racing car was parked beside him, and the body was full of oil stains. .

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