The Road to Slaying God

Zhang Yang looked at Liu Biao in a neat suit with a blank expression. sneakers, but most of the time it’s a pair of flip-flops. This is the first time I’ve seen such a flamboyant suit and leather shoes.

"Hey, I met Boss today, Boss likes to wear a suit, come on, let's eat with me." Liu Biao said with a big grin.

"Then... I still won't go..." Zhang Yang couldn't help hesitating for a while. Although he had a good relationship with Liu Biao, he would never participate in Liu Biao's social circle.

"Let's go, I'm afraid of a bird, hundreds of people eat, no one will notice if you are one more." Liu Biao grabbed Zhang Yang's hand and pulled him to the side of the motorcycle.

"I……"

"What is this?" Liu Biao asked while looking at the black plastic bag in Zhang Yang's hand.

"Bread..." Zhang Yang turned his hands behind his back in embarrassment.

"Bread? The old man gave it to you?" Liu Biao couldn't help frowning.

"Ahem!"

"Give me."

"No!"

"Give me!"

"No!"

...

"Damn it, I'll give it to you, old man. I'm not afraid of poisoning you to death. I'll throw it away. I'll go have a big meal with you." Liu Biao chased Zhang Yang, grabbed the bread and opened it. Cursed, fell to the ground fiercely.

"I'm full." Zhang Yang touched his stomach, not sure if there was something wrong with the bread or if he was full. Zhang Yang felt that his stomach was much more comfortable.

"Damn it, I have to go when I'm full. Is this for people to eat? I'll go to the toilet to vomit this bread later, and empty my stomach. Is that for people to eat?!"

"..."

"Boom, boom..."

The engine of the motorcycle made a crazy sound, and a large cloud of black smoke came out from the exhaust pipe. The huge school gate was filled with smog, like a battlefield filled with gunpowder smoke. In the smoke, the motorcycle roared and rushed into The vast traffic flow...

...

As soon as the motorcycle disappeared, Wang Bo Shi ran out of the guard room with his hands behind his back, squatted down after glancing at the billowing smoke in the distance, and carefully picked up the black plastic that Liu Biao threw on the ground just now. Bag, carefully patted the dust and walked into the guard room.

"Little brat, don't you know that the food on the plate is hard-working? Next time I'm hungry, what will I see you eat?"

The old man opened the drawer with a murmur, carefully wrapped the bread again and put it in the innermost part of the drawer. When the drawer was closed, a little strong crawled out following the old man's hand. The old man didn't hesitate. With a cold murderous look on his face, he waved his palm and slapped it...

"Liu Biao, is it appropriate for me to go?" Zhang Yang always felt a little inappropriate, and it was easy for a student to go out and cheat for food and drink.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, today my boss has been promoted, and there are wines in the Baijiayuan Hotel. If there are no one thousand people, there are eight hundred people. There is no more than you, and there is a lot less than you. Hehe, besides, I also want to let Look at the demeanor of our boss, you bumpkin." Liu Biao frantically swung his 250 around in the traffic, with a smug smile on his face, as if he was the one who was promoted, not his boss.

"Oh... then shall I give a red envelope?"

"Damn, if you give red envelopes, what are you talking about? You are so funny, don't think so much, you can't go wrong if you follow me, I will let you eat a lot today...cough cough..."

"Enn, I'm hanging out with Brother Biao today. It's windy now, Brother Biao, don't talk. It's not good to have a cold."

"Uncle's body will catch a cold...cough cough..."

...

City C is not big at all, Liu Biao's earth-shattering motorcycle arrived at the Baijiayuan Hotel in less than ten minutes. Of course, Liu Biao still had self-knowledge and parked the unique motorcycle in City C far away. Next to the small garden in front of a commercial building in the city, the two walked over on foot.

The school has already finished dinner, but that is the life in the school, and the business of some teahouses and hotels has just started.

At this time, Baijiayuan was even busier with traffic, the huge parking lot in front was already packed, and there were all kinds of famous cars, Zhang Yang was taken aback when he saw it. He had never seen such a car before in his life. Many luxury cars.

"BMW...Mercedes...Cadillac...Audi...Ferrari..."

Zhang Yang was drooling as he looked at the shiny cars one after another, wishing he could run over and touch his mos. Although he is not a car fan, as a man, his fascination with these famous cars is no less than that of those car fans.

"Damn, can you be more ambitious, don't embarrass me..." Liu Biao hit Zhang Yang's head hard, but his eyes were fixed on a new Mercedes-Benz 600.

"Hehe, yes, don't be ashamed."

Zhang Yang suddenly felt a sense of arrogance inexplicably, as if these famous cars that he didn't even dare to think about were nothing at all. In his subconscious, an intuition told him that there are many, many good cars in the world. These cars, although expensive , but not top-notch, at least the Rolls-Royce Phantom is more noble than every car here.

Before he knew it, Zhang Yang underwent a small transformation. That kind of indifference and calmness occupied his current state of mind. Although it was impossible for him to look at things from the perspective of a superior right away, at least it allowed him to have a neither humble nor overbearing mentality. .

"What's wrong with you?" Liu Biao suddenly asked in surprise.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Yang was inexplicably asked.

"Why do I feel that you are suddenly a little different..."

Liu Biao scratched his head, and at the moment he turned his head, he suddenly realized that the somewhat wretched guy behind him had become an indescribable feeling, as if something was happening... Yunshu...

"F*ck, I can't say." Liu Biao spat hard, and he really couldn't find a suitable adjective given his education level of fighting and picking up girls all day long.

"..."

Zhang Yang was speechless. Of course, he was already used to Liu Biao's nonsensical style.

【***, when I wake up, there are still tens of thousands of kilometers away from being on the list, I feel dizzy, brothers, where are your recommended tickets? 】