Now, Zhang Yang has arranged two paths for Aze, either to join or to die. Zhang Yang will never let his secrets leak out, not to mention that this person was once Maimaiti's subordinate.
Zhang Yang's palms began to sweat. He was waiting, waiting for Aze's decision. Zhang Yang hadn't had this feeling of strong anticipation for a long time.
Things are far simpler than Zhang Yang imagined.
"Killer!" Aze's eyes suddenly lit up, as if there was a ball of sparks burning inside.
"Yes, killer!" Zhang Yang's tense muscles slowly relaxed. He knew that he had succeeded. This was a young man who was full of yearning for the killer profession.
The boy's reaction reminded Zhang Yang of the couple killers who fanatically yearned to join the Mythical Age.
Obviously, the spark of enthusiasm in this young man's eyes is no less than that of the killer couple who have been waiting for each other for more than ten years.
Zhang Yang also thought about joining some killer organizations, but in the end he rejected this idea. You must know that joining a killer organization will definitely reveal your identity. Since Maimaiti can kill them by hiring killers, he will naturally have channels to pass them through.
Organizations find them.
There was no grand opening.
There is no joining ceremony.
On this already cold night.
It doesn't even have a name yet.
A killer organization that can compete with the mythical era in the future has taken shape here. The backbone members are composed of Zhang Yang, Liu Biao, and Aze. Of course, in the minds of Zhang Yang and Liu Biao, Aze is still on probation.
.
Zhang Yang was afraid of the long nights and dreams in the provincial capital, so he left overnight and rushed to gd province. It can be said that most of China's wealth is gathered here, and there are a lot of rich people here.
Recent thinking has made Zhang Yang think about establishing his own power. If he wants to have his own power, he must first have money. Now that their identities cannot be exposed, it is definitely unrealistic to go into business. Only the profession of killer can be done.
Hiding one's identity can amass a large amount of wealth in a short period of time.
I found a high-end white-collar apartment in ZH city of gd and rented a house with three bedrooms and two living rooms. The three of them have officially settled down. According to Zhang Yang's original intention, they rented a cheap house, but they considered concealment and safety.
, I still chose a high-end apartment. After all, the environment here is not as complicated as those in rental houses.
Through the recent consumption, Zhang Yang's money is less than 20,000 yuan, and he spent 15,000 yuan on renting a house and paying a deposit, and the remaining money is no longer enough for the three of them to live for a month.
They soon discovered that the profession of killer was not as profitable as they imagined.
Although Zhang Yang found some information about hiring killers, it was of no use. After the call was connected, he just asked for his name and hung up.
"What should we do? They don't believe that we are killers at all." Liu Biao looked at the pile of newspapers on the coffee table with a sad face. He was originally ambitious to pursue a career, but now he was suddenly poured a bucket of cold water on him.
"It seems that we have to give our killer organization a name." Zhang Yang frowned.
Aze, who was standing in the middle of the hall and kept drawing swords, glanced at the two of them without saying anything. If Zhang Yang was a taciturn person, then Aze was simply mute. He could go several days without saying a word, and no one knew what he was thinking.
Something, his only hobby is to keep drawing, drawing out the knife, and flirting.
"How about giving it a more powerful name, the Killer Organization that sweeps away thousands of armies?" Liu Biao chuckled.
"...This...get another one..."
"What about Zongheng Wudi?"
"..."
"Famous all over the world"
"..."
"Brother Yang, is it easy for me to give you a name? Aze, come up with one!" Liu Biao said in a depressed mood after Zhang Yang repeatedly rejected his name.
"Qitian!" Aze said without thinking.
"Qitian!"
"What a name!" Zhang Yang and Liu Biao looked at each other and said in unison.
"Well, this is a good name. Since there is a mythical era, our use of the word Qitian in Monkey King has a hint of competing with that killer organization. Yes, it is very meaningful." Zhang Yang said.
"Then how do we contact the business now?" Liu Biao said.
"Don't worry, if a killer organization wants to become famous in the world, it is not as simple as killing a few people. Now, we have no experience as killers. Besides, being a killer requires huge funds as a backing. We don't have telescopes and we don't have snipers."
Rifles, we don’t have transportation, we don’t have various identity documents, and we don’t have channels to provide arms. Therefore, we must have a preparation process. If it doesn’t work, I will contact Li Bo and his wife. They must have it.
The channel receives the business.”
"Then...then what are we going to do?"
"For now, stay at home and don't go out much. You and Aze should study the sword skills. I'll go out for a walk first." Zhang Yang stood up and said.
"Study with him... I'd better go out with you..." Liu Biao glanced at Aze, who was repeatedly making knife-drawing movements, and couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.
"Are you afraid?" Zhang Yang smiled.
"I...ahem..." Liu Biao smiled awkwardly.
"Actually, although Aze's knife is fast, it is not without flaws. As long as you find the trajectory of his knife, it is very easy to crack it.
"Really?" Aze's eyes lit up, burning with fighting spirit.
Zhang Yang smiled slightly, took the machete covered with newspaper under the coffee table in his hand, and walked slowly to Aze.
"Come on, attack me!"
"Are you sure?"
There was a smile on Aze's lips, but the smile in Liu Biao's eyes made him feel a little chilly. Liu Biao had a subconscious fear of this taciturn Aze. For Liu Biao,
Aze is a pervert. Liu Biao always thought that Zhang Yang was already a pervert and didn't feel tired of doing those boring actions every day. But you know, Aze is even more perverted. He can do those kinds of actions at all times except sleeping.
Simple action.
"Come on!" Zhang Yang said with a smile. The more times he observed Aze's sword strikes, the greater his confidence.
"good!"
As soon as Aze finished speaking, there was a flash of lightning in his hand, and the sharp scimitar struck Zhang Yang's heart, as unstoppable as thunder...
With a sound of "Dang!", a ball of sparks exploded between the two of them. Aze's body retreated quickly, and he looked at Zhang Yang with a look of disbelief, as if he was looking at a monster. If others didn't know how cunning and tricky Aze was with his sword,
Speed, well, Aze himself knew very well that the speed when he drew the knife just now was definitely faster than Zhang Yang's hand speed. However, the knife hit the side of the machete. The accuracy of the position shocked Aze.
Because the machete and my machete are exactly 90 degrees apart, even sliding is impossible.
The angle has been publicized and is accurate to the millimeter.
"Next time, just attack!" Zhang Yang's machete waved a silver light in the air, like a silver...
"Okay, come again!"
Shockingly, Aze's body rushed towards Zhang Yang...
"when!"
"when!"
"when!"
…
A burst of intensive collisions sounded in the air, and Liu Biao was stunned. The machetes and machetes in Zhang Yang and Aze's hands could no longer be seen, and only balls of flames exploded in the air, as if, countless
Firecrackers explode in the air.
Aze's forehead began to sweat, because he saw that Zhang Yang actually closed his eyes. He didn't look at him at all. He just waved casually, and his knife was blocked just right. This was an indescribable feeling.
It felt like a huge pressure. Zhang Yang seemed to be like a heavy mountain, leaving him nowhere to focus, making him very depressed and uncomfortable.
Zhang Yang felt a stream of air flowing around his body, and that wonderful feeling rose again. He didn't need to look at Aze. He could judge Aze's knife position and focus based on the airflow around him. He didn't need to search and fumble.
, he just needs to wait.
Zhang Yang suddenly entered a meditative state, and his thoughts expanded inch by inch in the empty space...
Suddenly, Zhang Yang felt controlled by a powerful spiritual thought, as if his position was locked by the opponent.
Who is it?
Zhang Yang suddenly opened his eyes. At this time, Aze also stopped attacking. His whole body was in an arch shape and his muscles were tense. He had adjusted his muscles to their best condition. It seemed that he also felt something was wrong, an overwhelming pressure.
Spreading in the air, if it starts to spread like a mountain, then it feels like a rough sea with endless waves...
Almost at the same time, Zhang Yang and Aze looked out the window, and it was through that window that the fierce and menacing momentum entered!
