This young man is definitely an extremely dangerous person. Zhang Yang is sure that he can smash the hardest skull in the human body with a gun butt. This has proved Zhang Yang's idea.
"I hate people with guns." The young man glanced at Zhang Yang, his face still expressionless, as if killing a person was as easy for him as killing a chicken.
The moment he turned his face, the men with dull faces suddenly dispersed. As they ran away, their faces were full of fear, as if they had seen a ghost, and they threw machetes and iron bars on the ground.
"You killed someone..." Zhang Yang looked at several security guards in the distance who were actually vomiting in fear, as well as two aunties cleaning the house. Obviously, there were too many witnesses to the young man's murder just now, and he wanted to deal with it.
possible.
"I am the murderer, not you. I am different from you. I am a person who is beyond the law." The young man suddenly smiled with a stern expression, "I am very contradictory, you actually came with me."
"Why the contradiction?" Zhang Yang felt that this young man always spoke incomprehensibly and was confused.
"If you choose to escape from the river, you may become my opponent in about ten years. Unfortunately, you came with me. You are at least safe now. I hope you don't come, and I hope you come."
The young man had a complicated expression on his face.
"You mean, if I walk out of the river, I'll be buildable?"
"right!"
"Why?"
"Because, the fact that you walked from the river means that you can resist my temptation, and the fact that you followed me here means that you are still unable to resist my temptation. Haha, you can't understand that with your intelligence, in about ten years you can
I understand, but unfortunately, ten years is too long."
"Well, I'll figure it out. I want to know why you want to help us?" Zhang Yang didn't bother to think about what this nervous young man said.
"Because of him, you didn't abandon him in that environment, so I helped you. Of course, you don't owe me anything. It's just a small effort. Besides, you can escape by walking on the river... Okay, you can go
Already." The young man glanced at Liu Biao and said calmly.
"Well, I will remember you." Zhang Yang pulled Liu Biao toward the door. When he walked to the door and stopped a taxi, Zhang Yang suddenly turned around and asked, "What's your last name?"
"Front, sharp edge."
"Zhang Yang, besides, I'm following you because I trust you. This is my intuition, and my intuition has always been very accurate!" Zhang Yang was stunned, and he even called her a one-word name.
"Zhang Yang?!" The young man was stunned at first, and his eyes suddenly became sharp. At this time, Zhang Yang had already got in the car and left. Looking at the taxi leaving, the young man's sharp eyes immediately smiled and murmured: "Intuition? Interesting.
A person!"
…
Zhang Yang and Liu Biao got off the bus shortly after getting on, bought some items, took a few taxis, and then got on a minibus and went directly to a nearby town. It is definitely very dangerous to stay in City C now.
Although City C is very familiar with the matter now, Liu Biao's leg has not completely recovered yet, and the feeling of being chased must be uncomfortable. What Zhang Yang meant was to send Liu Biao to a certain place in the countryside and then be alone again.
Fight back to City C...
There is a picturesque place in T County, City C. This place is described in the famous "Peach Blossom Spring" in history. County T is about 70 kilometers away from City C. The location has complex transportation and is well connected in all directions. You can go to Xiangxi
, you can go to Changsha City, Hubei Province, and the local people are simple and loyal. Many remote mountain villages are almost isolated from the world. Except for going to the market to purchase goods, they don't go out at all.
Zhang Yang’s target is Xianyuan Village. Zhang Yang came here to sketch alone during the summer vacation last year. This village is among the lofty mountains and the road is narrow. Even if you take a two-wheeled motorcycle, the only local means of transportation, you need to walk for more than an hour to reach it.
destination.
If you want to avoid disaster, this is undoubtedly a good choice.
The two settled in a house where Zhang Yang had lived for more than a week last time. There was an aunt in her sixties and a seventeen-year-old boy. It was said that the aunt had a son in her later years, but she didn't know that her husband had lung cancer and was born early.
, however, although she was happy to take care of the child alone, she always had a happy smile on her face, because her son was very filial and smart, and his academic performance was also very good.
The hospitality was as warm as ever. When the aunt saw Zhang Yang, she immediately narrowed her eyes with a smile, immediately boiled water to wash the pot, and prepared a table of sumptuous local specialty: Leicha for the two of them.
The two of them were so hungry that their bellies were pressed against their backs. When they saw the fragrant pickled vegetables, peanuts, soybeans, melon seeds and other local specialties, their appetites were immediately whetted. It was not until each of them drank five bowls of boiling Leicha that they felt comfortable.
Belly, so comfortable!
"Auntie, I'm going to stay here with this classmate for a few days. Is it convenient?"
"It's okay, it's okay. You can stay as long as you want. By the way, Ma Lao'er's house will take in his wife in a few days. You can help him write couplets. There is also an old man in the next village who told me last time. You will come next time.
You must inform him when the time comes and ask you to draw a portrait of him..." Auntie's slightly chubby face makes her eyes invisible when she smiles, which makes people feel very enthusiastic.
"Yeah, okay, I'll go out later. My friends will stay here first. When I come back, I'll finish the couplets and portraits for them." Zhang Yang stood up and helped his aunt clear away the dishes.
"You take a rest for a while, I'm here to see how thin your skin and tender flesh are, these aunts are okay." The aunt looked kind, "I'll make your bed later. You have to stay a few more days this time, my youngest son."
This week is my monthly holiday, and he has always missed you and wanted to learn calligraphy from you."
"Okay, aunt, please do your work and I'll make the bed myself. Hehe, I'm very familiar with this place."
"Okay, you're welcome, just treat it as your own home." The aunt nodded and moved the dishes to the kitchen.
"Are you leaving now?" Liu Biao leaned against the door and asked Zhang Yang, who was making the bed.
"Yes, tonight, I will kill the two people who were in the casino that day." Zhang Yang nodded: "If we don't kill them until they are afraid, we will never be at peace."
"Can you wait until I recover?" Liu Biao looked a little sad.
Zhang Yang stopped making the bed and looked at Liu Biao. There was silence in the room. For Zhang Yang, the injured Liu Biao and the uninjured Liu Biao were both a burden. If it weren't for Liu Biao at Golden Dawn Island, he would not have been injured at all.
, now, the wound on the head that was simply treated is still aching.
There was a long silence.
In fact, this is also a difficult choice!
Now, what brings the two people together is the friendship between men. In fact, Liu Biao has already felt that the distance between him and Zhang Yang has become farther and farther. No matter in terms of skill or intelligence, the two are no longer on the same level.
"Okay, I'll wait for you!" Finally, Zhang Yang nodded.
"Um……"
Liu Biao turned around and pretended that there was sand in his eyes and gently wiped away his tears. What is a man afraid of? Afraid of being looked down upon! If Zhang Yang does not take him to take revenge, then Zhang Yang has begun to choose to slowly leave him and act alone.
, is also a disguised form of contempt.
If there is no public waiting, the only thing left between the two is friendship. What else is there besides friendship? There is also brotherhood!
…
provincial capital.
Maimaiti was sitting in a huge palace-like hall. Although he was sitting on a sofa, he gave people a high-level feeling. Behind him, stood six bodyguards in black suits. These bodyguards
They are no longer the bodyguards they were in the casino. Although they are not tall, they are full of an aura of fierceness, as if they will turn into a tiger at any time and tear their prey into pieces.
Maimaiti looked at the middle of the hall with a blank expression. The atmosphere was extremely heavy and depressing.
There were six corpses neatly arranged in the middle. They were the six people Zhang Yang killed. Four of the six died with their throats cut, and two died of disembowelment. Several of them had their eyes closed and were mutilated and damaged.
All his limbs were stitched up by professional staff, but there was a strong sense of unwillingness on his facial features, which still made the people around him feel palpitated.
"Xiao Liao..."
Finally, Maimaiti stood up, walked slowly to Brother Liao's body, squatted down gently, and touched the face that had been put on makeup. Maimaiti's voice was hoarse and her fingers were trembling.
Xiao Liao is his subordinate who has been trained by him. He has followed him for more than ten years and is loyal to him.
"Is there any news?" Maimaiti's voice was choked with sobs. He blamed himself. If it weren't for his wrong decision, none of these outstanding subordinates would have died.
"Yes, they went back to City C to visit Xiao Yuanxing's sister..." A man wearing Chinese tunic suit behind Maimaiti said with a slight bow.
"What?"
Maimaiti stood up abruptly with murderous intent. He could not have imagined that the two children would be so courageous and actually return to City C again. It seemed that everything these two children did was surprising.
