The Road to Slaying God

This night was a sleepless night, Zhang Yang thought a lot.

Many things have become clear, and many things have become blurry. Now, Zhang Yang finally understands why the boy named "Feng" said it would take twenty years to understand.

There is no doubt that the eighteen-year-old boy is also a genius, a genius who is entering the world of strong men. Obviously, that boy is much stronger than him.

Zhang Yang was already sure, but the young man must have used a certain kind of martial arts. That kind of martial arts can confuse people's minds, because those big men were obviously a little insane at that time.

It seems that becoming a strong man has nothing to do with age. Some people take hundreds of years to become a strong man, while others only need more than twenty years. After all, Dahe is only about thirty years old.

However, no matter how long it takes, what is certain is that those who can become strong are geniuses!

What kind of world is it inside the strong man?

Why don't ordinary people get any news?

What state has Dahe reached?

Why is wealth equated with strength?

Is it true, as the ancient saying goes, that the poor in literature and the rich in military affairs?

Who is that person in the old man's mouth who can regard strong men as ants? So what kind of existence is he?

Zhang Yang can't imagine that one person can treat all strong men as ants. However, Zhang Yang believes that this person's force is definitely not something that they can compete with. You know, eighteen years ago, that person was able to kill Dahe. Master, from here you can imagine how powerful that person is.

Drowsily, Zhang Yang suffered from insomnia for the first time, and he didn't fall asleep until morning.

"Zhang Yang, get up! Get up! Holy shit, the sun is shining on your butt!"

A thunderous sound suddenly sounded, awakening Zhang Yang from his sleep.

Opening his eyes, Zhang Yang felt dazzled, and the golden light flashed in front of his eyes, as if he had entered a golden world.

Looking at the thick gold necklaces hanging around their necks and the large handful of gold jewelry in Liu Biao's hands, Zhang Yang couldn't help but be stunned.

"You...you...you robbed the gold shop?" Zhang Yang asked stammering.

"Damn it, do you need it? I have a lot of money now, do you need to rob it?"

Liu Biao laughed loudly and covered Zhang Yang's head with a gold necklace in his hand.

"What's going on?" Zhang Yang pushed Liu Biao's hand away and looked at Aze with a stern face. He knew that Aze would not lie.

"It's nothing. Liu Biao and I went to Brother Dao and asked for 300,000 in cash." Aze said calmly.

"..."

Liu Biao explained to Zhang Yang for half an hour before he figured it out. It turned out that the two of them went to Brother Dao's place early in the morning, contacted Brother Dao, and directly asked Brother Dao for 300,000 in cash.

According to Aze, they had no merit but hard work. They killed the Ma Pihu, subdued the ruffian Cai, and occupied the entire underground force in Zh City. The 300,000 yuan was worth it.

They think this is what they deserve.

"But...where did you get so much gold?" Zhang Yang has no objection to asking Brother Dao to get 300,000. No matter from which point of view, it is appropriate to get 300,000. If it were Zhang Yang, it might be Three million, because Ma Pihu once paid three million to kill Brother Dao, which means that Ma Pihu's life is also worth three million.

Pity! Zhang Yang couldn't help but regret that he slept too deeply in the morning. Both Aze and Liu Biao were people who had never seen big money. They were very different from his mentality after hanging around in the noble city for a few days. For Zhang Yang now, although I don’t have a few cents on me, but I really don’t take 300,000 yuan seriously. I thought back then, I had to make thousands or tens of thousands a day in Noble City...

Needless to say, both Liu Biao and Aze are too easily satisfied.

"Hey, I recommend buying it. Don't you think that we are being chased every time? It's easy to lose money when you put it on your body. So, it's safer for one of us to sell some gold and wear it on our body, just in case. If you run out of money, you can still use gold as an emergency, which is called taking care of yourself in the world of martial arts."

Liu Biao put the gold necklace on Zhang Yang's neck with a strange smile on his face.

"How much does it weigh?" Zhang Yang felt his neck first feel cold and then sink, and couldn't help but ask.

"It's not heavy. Even the gold medal only weighs more than 200 grams..." Liu Biao put another bracelet on Zhang Yang.

"Ahem...more than two hundred grams...what about this bracelet?"

"More than a hundred grams... Well, not bad, very boss-like..." Liu Biao put it on for Zhang Yang, took a few steps back and admired it proudly.

"...Why didn't you buy a ring?" Zhang Yang was curious. According to Liu Biao's style, there was no reason not to wear ten or eight gold rings on his ten fingers.

I remember when he was still in school, Liu Biao’s dream was that the gold necklace must be thicker than the dog chain, the bracelet must be bigger than the wristband, and it was best to wear eight gold rings on his ten fingers. Then, with his upper body naked, he would go on campus Wander around inside...

"I want to buy it too...Aze won't let me buy it..." When it came to the ring, Liu Biao looked at his ten bare fingers and seemed very depressed.

"Why?" Zhang Yang couldn't help but cast his eyes on Aze.

"It affects holding the knife!"

"..." Zhang Yang opened his mouth but said nothing. Aze always puts the knife first.

"***, I'd better buy a few and put them on my body in the future, and wear them when I'm not using the knife...Zhang Yang, do I look like a gangster boss?"

Liu Biao took off his upper body, revealing his strong muscles. With the shiny golden necklace on his hairy chest, he really looked like a big gangster, revealing an arrogant and fierce aura. The only thing that ruined that feeling was Liu Biao. That slightly dirty and proud smile.

"Like..." Zhang Yang felt that he was a bit against his will. Liu Biao's current appearance is more appropriately described as a nouveau riche.

"It's not like that!" Aze didn't give Liu Biao any face.

"Ah...why don't you look like that?" Liu Biao was anxious, as if saying that he didn't look like a gangster boss was a personal insult to him.

"Don't you think there's something missing in you?" Aze glanced at Liu Biao's upper body and walked out of the living room.

"Hey, hey...what's missing? Tell me quickly. I have money now. Please buy more immediately." Liu Biao quickly chased Aze into the living room and asked.

"Think for yourself."

Aze stood in the middle of the living room and took out the waist knife again and gestured. Liu Biao quickly stepped back as if he was electrocuted. No matter how courageous Liu Biao was, he would not dare to bother Aze when he was holding a knife.

"Aze, please, what are your shortcomings?" Liu Biao was so anxious that he was like an ant on a hot pot.

"Think for yourself."

"..."

"Brother Biao, don't you know how to look in the mirror? Just take a look in the mirror and you will know what is missing!" Zhang Yang got dressed and walked out of the room. He kept touching his neck, and suddenly something happened on his neck. A few hundred grams more makes me feel uncomfortable.

"Oh...that's right...I'll see for myself..." Liu Biao excitedly ran to the big mirror in the bathroom to look at it.

"Zhang Yang, Brother Dao said he wants to see you." Aze said suddenly.

"What did he say?" Zhang Yang asked after a moment of silence.

"He said that your worries are unnecessary. He, Brother Dao, is a man who dares to speak his mind."

"What else did you say?" Zhang Yang sighed.

"No, he just said he wanted to see you. His original intention was to come with us. Because Liu Biao and I didn't know what you were thinking, we refused." Aze shook his head.

"If you refuse, let's talk about it later." Zhang Yang smiled softly.

"Well, Brother Dao said that there is a man named Mao Yunhua who also wants to see you."

"Haha, since Brother Dao doesn't want to see you, why did Mao Yunhua meet you? We'll talk about it later. By the way, pack up now and leave for your hometown immediately. After I go to Xinjiang Province, I have a very important thing to go to Yanjing. , By the way, Aze, do you have any plans?"

"Plan?" Aze's moving body suddenly froze.

"Yes, plan!" Zhang Yang looked into Aze's eyes with certainty.

"You hope I have a plan?" Aze stared at Zhang Yang closely.

"Aze, you can live a normal life. You are different from us. I don't want to drag you into this muddy water. Before, I really wanted you to join, but now, I don't want to anymore."

"The enemy is very powerful?" Aze asked without replying.

"It's very complicated, I can't explain it clearly." Zhang Yang shook his head. He didn't want Aze to get involved in the dispute between the strong men. After he took the war sticker, he was already involved. If Dahe doesn't die, he won't have peace one day. , even the Japanese royal family and the Yamaguchi group will hunt them down. That is the power of a country. Compared with them, Maimaiti is not worth mentioning at all.

"Haha... I found it, I found what I was missing..."

Just when Aze was about to speak, Liu Biao ran out with excitement on his face...

(To be continued)