Chapter 130: Wang Yan's crisis

"As long as the matter between us and Maimaiti is not over, we will still kill a lot of people, either we die or they die. This is a very simple truth. We are not rivers and lakes, but we are already in the rivers and lakes. We can't help ourselves. "
"understand."
Liu Biao was in a daze for a while. This time, he really realized what rivers and lakes are. There is no sympathy, no pity, there are only killings and blood, and of course, there are golden women of fine wine.
"Well, you have to rest early and get up tomorrow morning to get the job done. I will take care of some things now." Zhang Yang stood up and patted Liu Biao's shoulder.
...
Liu Biao is a man who can't hide his mind. When he is happy and unhappy, he shows it on his face. Soon, he forgets the killer of his father and son, and dreams of him, the young girl. The young girl is Beautiful, beautiful facial features, smooth skin, and the pair of Yufeng that is not suitable for the body, feels right, oh ...
Looking at the drooling Liu Biao on the bed, Zhang Yang couldn't help but laugh. Many times, Liu Biao was not like a jumble, but more like a temperamental child. Zhang Yang liked Liu Biao's surname. This kind of big annihilator.
This night, Zhang Yang barely slept. He painted the streets of County D into a complete map, and tore some blood-covered gloves in the backpack and discarded them in a number of trash bins ...
It wasn't until six o'clock in the morning that Zhang Yang finished these tasks.
When sitting on the bed, Zhang Yang was grieved that the position of the killer could not be determined. Although the meditation could detect the surrounding environment, it could not be moved at any time, and the distance was far from being required.
When is it necessary for you to be able to practice meditation anytime, anywhere?
Thinking of the stranger he met in that park, Zhang Yang had a touch of excitement. If he could really reach that level, the firearm would be a joke in front of him.
At the same time, Zhang Yang also remembered the young man named Feng. Obviously, the man was much younger than him, but his skill was definitely higher than him. It was an indescribable feeling. Zhang Yang believed in himself. It feels that, at least, he can't hit a person's head with a single gun, that requires more than just strength.
Liu Biao has enough energy! However, Liu Biao had absolutely no way to smash a human skull with a butt.
What makes Zhang Yang even harder to understand is how the young man made the gunman lose his resistance.
Zhang Yang's head was crazy calculating various possible surnames, but he couldn't think of any way for the young man to keep the gunman from resisting or firing ...
Zhang Yang couldn't help sighing, he already knew a lot of knowledge, but the more he knew, the more confused he became, and many things could not be explained by knowledge at all.
There is also a matter of buying and buying that makes Zhang Yang feel more and more complicated. It seems that buying and buying has a strong background, and this background is so strong that even the curious person in the park has to be afraid of it, even to the point where it ends.
What kind of person would that be?
Although he killed Mai Maiti, would that man kill him?
This is what Zhang Yang cares about most. Although Zhang Yang wants to kill Maimaiti, he has not been stunned by hatred.
The computer program warned him not to kill Maimaiti. At the time, Zhang Yang didn't take it seriously. However, it was not easy for Aunt Yan to say things. First, Aunt Yan was able to know the whereabouts of Mai Mai Ti. Then, it means that Aunt Yan and Mai Mai Ti are very familiar. From the expression and tone of Aunt Yan when she mentioned Mai Mai Ti Aunt Yan is even more powerful than Maimaiti. At least, it should be richer than Maimaiti. Some clues can be seen from the investment of hundreds of millions of yuan in gifts for her daughter.
What kind of person is that?
Zhang Yang was puzzled. A person can restrain Maimat, Qige, the old man, and the master in the park. Everything tells him that there is such a person, but from some According to their words analysis, this person seems to have not appeared for a long time ...
Zhang Yang has a headache.
Is it true or not to buy or buy?
Zhang Yang has always been contradictory, and he also has to consider Liu Biao ’s feelings. After all, Xiao Yuanxing is forced to buy and buy, and Xiao Yuanxing is Liu Biao ’s elder brother. This relationship even surpassed his and Xiao Yuanxing's brother-in-law relationship.
From Zhang Yang's psychological analysis, as long as Maimaiti does not chase them, they can be killed or not. After all, Xiao Yuanxing is a life-saving company. Recently, Zhang Yang has fully understood the principle of "mixing". Mixed people must have the consciousness of being killed. I believe that Xiao Yuan also had this consciousness when he died, otherwise, he would not be so calm.
Kill it!
Zhang Yang took the sharp machete placed on the bedside table and gently stroked him. No matter how powerful the other's background was, he had no choice now, because it was his death to buy and buy the feed!
The prerequisite for him to let go of the buy and buy is to let them go first, obviously, buy and buy will not do so.
Maimaiti has enough funds and enough intelligence resources to hunt him down. As long as they stay in any place for too long, they will wait for Maimaiti's hunt, unless, as the wisdom program said, How far to go, incognito.
This is impossible, even if Zhang Yang wants to remain anonymous, Liu Biao can never do it. If Liu Biao is willing to remain anonymous, then Liu Biao is not Liu Biao, and Liu Biao will not have so many dense knives. Scar.
kill!
There was a cold smile on Zhang Yang's face. Since there was no retreat, what other choices were there?
Gently put down the icy and cold light of the machete, Zhang Yang walked to the window and looked at the sky that was already shining slightly. Suddenly, he thought a little bit about the girl, although the time with the girl was not long, However, there is an inexplicable feeling, which is a very special feeling. In fact, he and the girl only broke up for dozens of hours. However, he has a deep thought, and even this thought goes beyond I miss Xiao Yiran ...
Zhang Yang himself didn't understand such an idea, and she would compare Xiao Yiran to a girl.
In fact, Zhang Yang himself didn't know that Xiao Yiran was the goddess in his mind. Until now, Zhang Yang still had an illusion that he didn't consider himself a relationship with Xiao Yiran. But girls are different. Girls give Zhang a very close, very kind feeling, very real, a real existence.
Don't know what she is doing?
Will the hair be colored again?
Zhang Yang's eyes fell on the phone at the bedside. Suddenly, he had a kind of uncontrollable , called ...
"Beep ..."
The call went through, but no one answered for a long time, Zhang Yang became more and more nervous, Zhang Yang didn't understand why he was nervous.
No one answered!
what's going on?
Zhang Yang felt a kind of madness. Zhang Yang wouldn't be anxious if she couldn't make the phone call, but it was a bit wrong when she answered the phone and nobody answered. Zhang Yang contacted the girl for a few days and found that the girl's phone never left her side.
"Beep toot ..."
Zhang Yang was sweating cold ...
"Hey ... who?" Finally, the phone made a sound, confused, as if drunk, and there seemed to be loud music on the phone, and Zhang Yang's hands were shaking.
"Zhang Yang," Zhang Yang said softly.
"Zhang Yang ... where are you? I'm in Yanjing ... what are you doing? Get away ..."
Suddenly, the phone was full of surprises. The voice of the girl was suddenly full of murder, and immediately followed, there was a chaotic sound in the phone, the sound of glass breaking, it seemed that the door was knocked open, the sound of slap was heard, and some girls Screaming ... click, the phone broke!
"Hey, what happened, Wang Yan, Wang Yan ... Wang Yan ... talk ..."
Zhang Yang put the phone down from his ear, and stared at the phone without a sound, the phone was broken.
"Zhang Yang, what's wrong?"
Liu Biao, who was awakened, looked at Xiao Sha's face but was dull, and he couldn't help feeling a chill on his back. He felt a crazy killer. This killer was already able to be sensed by the skin pores. Liu Biao couldn't understand why he was He felt that way, but he could indeed sense Zhang Yang ’s crazy killing power, which was spreading wildly in the air, as if the air had become cold.
Zhang Yang didn't answer Liu Biao with a look of arrogance, put the microphone on the phone again, and started dialing very slowly. Dialing word by word, the phone showed that it could not be connected.
No, I have to contact Aunt Yan!
(To be continued)