Chapter 122: First hit killer!

A layer of kraft paper wrapped a layer, and I didn't know how many layers were wrapped. Looking at Liu Biao's prudent expression, Zhang Yang followed an inexplicable tension.
Does Liu Biao have a collection of peerless babies?
With a bang ... Liu Biao tore open the last layer of kraft paper, Zhang Yang was disappointed, thinking what a good baby, it turned out to be two ordinary machetes. Based on Zhang Yang ’s experience, this is definitely not What a valuable antique.
The machete was covered with butter, no wonder the kraft paper looked soaked with oil.
After Liu Biao carefully took out the two knives, he wiped the oil with newspaper and then wiped it with toilet paper several times. Gradually, as the oil disappeared, Zhang began to feel the difference between the two knives. It is completely a spiritual and visual intuition.
I have to say that these two knives are not good-looking. The crescent is curved in the front. There is no blood groove. It is smooth and sharp. The edge of the knife is very sharp.
The handle can be described as rough, without protection. It is a bare wooden handle. It is tried and designed, and it is very rough in the hand. The wood grain is a bit rough, but it has a feel and will never slip. .
The weight of the knife is also good, just right. Obviously, the man who made the knife did not pay attention to beauty, and it was all for practical use.
"Where's your dagger?" Liu Biao grinned.
"What are you doing?"
Zhang Yang took the dagger from the belt and handed it to Liu Biao. This dagger has no holster. Zhang Yang was afraid of hurting himself. He clamped it with a small bamboo piece and tied it with rubber bands. Then he wrapped it in a newspaper. Although ugly, but It's very practical. When you are in danger, you can just tear off the newspaper and bamboo.
"Look at it!"
Liu Biao smugly cut the dagger with that machete ...
Amazing!
Zhang Yang's pupils tightened for a while, because he saw that the dagger was cut off like a tofu, a sharp machete!
"It's awesome! Hey, this was made for me by a lathe worker in Binhu Printing Factory. The guy was mixed before, and after a few years in prison, he was quiet. He said that the steel was a paper knife and iron Like mud, haha! "Liu Biao shook the air with a knife, and Zhang Yang rushed to grab it. This thing was too sharp, and a little bump was bloody.
"Uh-huh, good stuff!"
Zhang Yang touched the icy blade with his finger. If you use this knife to kill people, it is definitely more powerful than a dagger. After all, a dagger is not easy to fight in groups, and a machete can cut one piece at a time, much faster than a dagger, let alone this. The sharp machete is almost where it is cut.
"Today, let these two swords make a name for themselves, golden age!" Liu Biao looked murderous.
"Golden Age?"
"Yes, that dog is the manager of Golden Age. The man we met on Golden Xiaodao that day was his pup. Today, we will kill him. However, we must make a quick decision, otherwise ..."
"Huh?" Zhang Yang asked Liu Biao's words.
"Zhang Yang, you rarely go to ktv, right? In that kind of place is very complicated and everyone has it, but in general, ktv will be watched by people in order to fear that some people will make trouble after drinking alcohol and drugs, of course, they They do n’t necessarily drink at KTV, or drink tea nearby, or spend around. In short, as long as KTV has something, they can rush to the scene in a few minutes, faster than the police, especially at night, we go to see Xiao Yiran that day In fact, it is good luck. If it is the afternoon, we have no chance to run out. In the morning, some foolish people are sleeping. "Liu Biao is obviously a foolish person who often goes to those places.
"Can you find a place for them?" Zhang Yang was also worried that he couldn't find the target, and Liu Biao was so familiar.
"It ’s hard to say, luck, there is usually a manager's office at ktv. As long as he goes to work, he will definitely go to the manager's office. Of course, there is another possibility, that is, drinking with a familiar guest. It doesn't matter if you don't go. Go to work, you can find it whenever you go to work. "
"Well, we have a good plan. They already know us. If we walk into the golden age, we are likely to be hacked before we go upstairs. Moreover, entertainment systems like that have monitoring systems. If we Killing people will definitely leave the bottom of the case in the police department. Of course, they also know that it is us, we just don't let them catch the evidence. "
Zhang Yang bowed his head in contemplation. Now he and Liu Biao are in a dilemma. Killing people in public places like this will surely attract the attention of the public security department. The case investigation is sure, if you want to go home in the future, it will be impossible. In fact, the best way is to murder, but this is very difficult for Zhang Yang and Liu Biao.
The first thing to murder is to obtain the whereabouts of the other party. This requires a powerful intelligence system. Now that Zhang Yang and Biao are walking on the street, they are afraid of being found. Where can they monitor the whereabouts of other people, now the only option is to kill them, at least, There is another place to find the target.
"What about makeup?" Liu Biao said.
"Make-up is a method, but our body shape and figure cannot be changed ... Yes, there is a way ..." Zhang Yang's eyes suddenly saw a string of peach bones hanging on the bedside of Liu Biao, which was hanging at home It played a role of warding off evil spirits. It is estimated that Liu mother was afraid that her baby son would be chopped to death, so she hung a string of peach bones on the bed to bless her son with a long life.
"Why? That's my mother, don't touch ..." Liu Biao seemed to care about his mother's things.
"This is life-saving!" Zhang Yang took the peach bone off, untied the red rope, took out the four bones, and hung the excess onto the bed.
"Willn't you put this thing to life?" Liu Biao was surprised.
"Oh, actually, we're doing the simplest make-up, wait a moment, it will be all right."
Liu Biao stared and watched Zhang Yang use the sharp machete to cut off the edges of the peach core, and then cut one side into a flat shape. Zhang Yang cut it very carefully, leaving no edges and corners, watching Zhang Yang's focused and smooth knife Fa, Liu Biao has an illusion, as if Zhang Yang is a master of carving.
Zhang Yang himself didn't know that his current hand was jumping on the small peach core, full of a smooth beauty, that is, a rough man like Liu Biao has a trace of intoxication, and could not help thinking about following the jumping blade. Affects mood swings.
Finally, all four peach cores were carved into a smooth flat object.
What surprised Liu Biao was that Zhang Yang actually squeezed two peach core bones into his mouth.
"How?" Zhang Yang laughed.
"Ah ... you are amazing ... haha ​​..." Looking at Zhang Yang, who was a little bit thin on his face, became a big round face, Liu Biao jumped with joy, Zhang Yang shoved the two peach cores into the cheeks, The whole person has changed. Liu Biao believes that if the person is not particularly familiar, he cannot recognize the presence of the publicity.
"Hehe, this can only be regarded as a basic one. We must also do some other work, such as thickening eyebrows, painting beards, or wearing hats. In addition, you must not leave fingerprints and hair. As long as we don't leave direct evidence, even if they all know that we did it, we are not afraid, understand? "
"Uh-huh ..."
"Let's go, I always feel it's not good to stay in your house for a long time. In case they are watching around your house, I guess it's bad." Zhang Yang stood up.
"go!"
Liu Biao took a travel backpack hanging on the wall, wrapped two knives in a newspaper and put them in the bag.
"Uncle and aunt, let's go."
"Mom, Dad, I'm leaving ..."
"Oh, be careful and be safe, just call if you get stuck."
"Biaoer, remember, if there is anything, call Mom right away, hold this, go out and take some money with courage." Mother Liu chased to the door and stuffed a stack of banknotes into Liu Biao, Zhang Yang estimated , At least five thousand or more.
After a while at the door, the two finally came downstairs.
"It's still good outside air ..." After coming downstairs, Liu Biao took a deep breath. It seemed that staying at home was a very painful thing.
"Come on!"
I just walked out of the yard and walked outside for less than a hundred meters. Suddenly, Zhang Yang pulled Liu Biao and ran for a while. An extreme danger permeated the air. This is a feeling that Zhang Yang has never encountered, because this danger is directed at When they came, Zhang Yang believed in his intuition. It was precisely this intuition that these escapes could survive.
Sniper!
Suddenly, the rushing Zhang Yang exploded with sweat. He remembered the time when Lu Fei was at the library door. That time, the old woman gave him this feeling. Obviously, they were caught by a killer ... ...
(To be continued)