Chapter 138: Duel of Underground Forces

Liu Biao froze for a moment. Indeed, what would you like to do for ten yuan a night?
It is impossible that the hostel for ten yuan a night can still provide five-star service, right?
The public toilets are not far from the publicity. Many people are quickly quiet after going to the toilets. Some people in Xinjiang seem to sleep.
Surveillance at this time could not have any effect, mainly in the morning. In the morning, the boss will definitely appear to arrange a day's work. Zhang Yang lets Liu Biao sleep first.
Liu Biao threw all the sheets and quilt to the ground, and lay directly on the hard board with the clothes. However, the traces on that hard board were even more shocking. There was no way, Biao could not see it. If it was 50 yuan a night, Biaoge would have been soaring, but the ten yuan one night hotel, even the great Biaoge, was embarrassed to find a hostel.
Soon, the entire hostel was quiet.
Zhang Yang sat on a chair and began to practice slowly, and entered a state of meditation again. These days, he will practice almost as long as he sleeps, hoping that he can use this special function in his life as soon as possible.
Zhang Yang's unparalleled patience and strong will have allowed him to develop this ability by leaps and bounds. At least, now he can arbitrarily enter the meditation state. Although it is not yet possible to enter the state when in action, as long as it is meditation Can enter immediately.
This is a mysterious and magical ability.
Zhang Yang has become more and more fond of this kind of exploration. When he enters the meditation state, he has a feeling of being God. He has mastered every slight movement of dozens of meters around, even a flying fly and a Crawling ant.
It was a feeling of grasping everything, and Zhang Yang liked it.
Slowly, the vortex began to split, spread, and devour. In the end, it became a huge vortex that began to radiate to the surroundings with the Zhang Yang's body as the center. The strangeness made Zhang Yang intoxicated, as if commanding thousands of troops. Spying around, killing in general.
Slowly, Zhang Yang felt some breathing sounds, and a couple from Xinjiang province was doing the piston movement, the woman made a heavy gasping voice ... even Zhang Yang felt that in the darkness, a pair of eyes were peering With that couple , that is a Xinjiang man who lives in the same room as that couple ...
The man obviously couldn't do it, but he stunned after a few violent shocks. The woman seemed to make a little dissatisfaction. The man hummed and put on the shorts to open the door and go to the toilet.
Just when Zhang Yang was about to turn his thoughts on, suddenly something happened that made him stunned. Just when the man had just gone out, the Xinjiang man who was sleeping in another bed suddenly jumped out of bed, naked [ ] Suddenly hit the woman, and the woman was not struggling. The two bodies were entangled, slamming insanely. It seemed that they all knew that time was pressing, and the body was like a high-speed engine ...
Not good, Zhang Yang couldn't help secretly worrying about the dog men and women, because his thoughts felt that the Xinjiang people who went to the toilet had come out of the toilet.
Immediately, Zhang Yang found himself in a false alarm, because the pair of dogs and men seemed to know that the person would come, and after venting it fiercely, the man slipped into his bed and the woman began to herself Clean the "battlefield."
At the moment when the man slipped into his bed naked [], the Xinjiang man who went to the toilet opened the door and came in ...
Zhang Yang couldn't help but wipe a sweat. It seems that this feeling is not entirely good, and it is estimated that such rampant things will often be seen in the future.
Thoughts slowly spread. Suddenly, Zhang Yang was attracted by one person. On the third floor of the hostel, that is, upstairs, there was really a young man of his age who was practicing martial arts on the corridor.
Of course, it is not this young man who attracts publicity, but the action of this young man.
The young man obviously does not know how to practice martial arts. However, the way he cultivates has amazing similarities to Zhang Yang's. However, Zhang Yang can be sure that he cultivates martial arts himself, but the other party is not because those actions did not excite Zhang Yang. In other words, as long as he sees the real martial arts, there will be a sense in his body, a kind of impetuous .
The young man has his upper body, his muscles are very developed, and he is full of explosive power. He holds a crescent-shaped waist knife in his hand, showing his sharpness. His movements are boring and mechanical, all of which are swords and stabs! Get out of the sword! His angle is very tricky. After the stabbing, the curved waist knife will still slam upwards. Zhang Yang believes that if anyone is stabbed by this stab, there is absolutely no way to live, because from the young man's position, The opponent's abdomen and chest, when the stabbing of these parts, also made a movement of the supine, then the only result of the goal is only one: death!
Looking at this young man who repeatedly comes back to the sword, stabbing, and shivering, Zhang Yang can't help but show a chill. The strong mind of this young man is rare in the world. His action is described as fast as lightning. The young man's cutting and retracting speed has reached five knives per second. The knives are powerful and the positions are as accurate as the fixed points. Five knives per second, this is an amazing statistic, you know, the world's best boxers only make seven punches per second.
This is an ordinary person who does not know how to martial arts. Obviously, he has figured out these practices himself.
No doubt this is a terrible person.
Suddenly, the young man stopped moving, holding his waist knife tightly and looking around nervously, his body bowed like a cheetah preparing to hunt, his expression seemed a little puzzled.
A very sensitive sixth sense!
Zhang Yang immediately thought that the young man must have found that his feelings were peeping at him, but the other party could not understand the feeling. Sure enough, the young man looked around suspiciously and then started to practice the same thing. Knife, stab, slap ...
Fourth floor!
Zhang Yang was surprised to find that there were people in the meeting on the fourth floor. There were five people in a small room, some sitting on the bed and some sitting on chairs. They were casual, but each one had a serious expression.
"Boss, Alimu has bullied us, what are we going to do? Do we really withdraw from the lamb skewer market in province h?" A big man with a big beard and a small white hat said.
"Look first, I've reported to Maimaiti, waiting for his news." A man in his forties, with his nose raised, his eye sockets deep, a pair of star anises, looked very gloomy.
"Brother, wait, I have been waiting for more than a month. Maimaiti has always favored the other party. What results can he give us? Since the other party did not give us a way to live, we simply fight, I believe that Maimaiti favored him, but , Will not help him to suppress us ... "The talking is a tall and strong young man, at first glance is that kind of sturdy and incomparable character, in addition to the nose is relatively elevated, can not see the difference with the Han people, that is, speaking It's Mandarin.
"No, everyone should n’t make trouble, wait for the news of buying and buying first, otherwise, it ’s hard for me to do it. The lamb skewers business in this province is very big, we ca n’t give each other an excuse to hit us. Well, that ’s it, everyone rest early……"
The star anise boss stood up, waved his hand, and walked out of the door.
The remaining four looked at each other silently, but did not leave.
at last. Someone spoke.
"What do you think, Brother? People are almost bullying when they come home, and they just tolerate it. Do you want to fight when we are all driven back to Xinjiang? At that time, it is estimated that we have no chance to resist. The capital of this province is very prosperous The street shish kebab business is monopolized by us, KFC, McDonald's, some large entertainment venues, and now they have arranged people to fight us, and let us not live? "The tall and strong young man fiercely Patted the bed, his face angrily.
"The boss has become the boss, he is afraid of losing what he already has, so there is no courage and courage before." The old man who has not spoken slowly said.
...
The crowd was silent for a while, and seemed to be thinking about the old man's words.
"Peng ...!"
suddenly!
Just as Zhang Yang waited for them to speak, there was a loud noise downstairs, followed by a sound of glass breaking, countless footsteps ...
Zhang Yang's feelings disappeared suddenly, but at the moment when the feelings disappeared, Zhang Yang heard the old man's words: "Finally killing the door!"
Apparently, another group of people from Xinjiang province killed here.
The whole hostel started to be noisy, and the people of Xinjiang who started to sleep rose up, all kinds of voices were intertwined, like a battlefield.
Except for a stairwell on the first floor, all are facades. The second floor is the hostel. The entire hostel is basically from Xinjiang.
Within seconds, the people below killed on the second floor ...
(To be continued)