The Road to Kill the Gods

Chapter 105: Endless killing, get shot!

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"Are you going to kill like last time?"

Liu Biao chuckled. When he thought about Zhang Yang dagger wiping Brother Liao's throat, he was extremely excited when his face showed surprise. It was a very wonderful feeling. Seeing the disappearance of other people's lives, he actually felt a surge of excitement. It was a strong pleasure. Unfortunately, Liu Biao did not see the moment when Brother Liao fell. Liu Biao was very sorry, because when he was about to drive, the first moment he saw it was from the corner of his eye...

"No, that street is seventy-eight meters away. I will walk through the alley next to the hotel and control the time to approach the target in one minute and twenty seconds. Take this watch and treat it as one minute and twenty-five seconds. At that time, regardless of success or failure, you drive over and stop when the car is about fifteen meters away from the rear of the BMW. Remember, the position and time must be accurate. After you stop the car, immediately release your hands and body Move back a little and let me drive the car..."

"Why do I need you to drive? Your driving skills are better than mine?" Liu Biao looked depressed. He was confident in his driving skills. This was the only thing he was proud of in front of Zhang Yang. Now Zhang Yang actually didn't let him drive. The natural reaction was a little stronger. www.QuanBen-XiaoShuo.com

"There's a trunk blocking the back of this car. I'm not used to sitting in it. You step back and I'll save some time to escape during the meeting..." Zhang Yang said awkwardly.

"Jay, that's okay..."

"Let's go, people are probably going to disperse if we don't go. There will be a brief confusion after they check Brother Liao's death. After the confusion, it will only take about ten minutes to make a phone call. If we go now, it is very likely that we will be in vain. Besides, I still want to Three minutes of walking. Of course, I guess that person must not have left yet, because Brother Liao’s body is still there. He wants to take charge of the overall situation, and at least there will be an arranged time. He is gone... "

"Haha. Okay, let's go! Today we brothers are going on a killing spree, killing...!"

Zhang Yang gave Liu Biao his red-dyed suit and put on Liu Biao's black jacket.

"Let's go!" Zhang Yang's cold tone was full of murderous intent. The recent frustration had brought him to the point of nervous breakdown. Almost every memory in his brain was filled with anger.

Most of the signboard lights on the street where the market was entered had been extinguished, and the street lights cast colorful and dim lights among the branches. When Zhang Yang came out of the alley holding Liu Biao's PHS, pretending to be on the phone all the way. He was stunned for a moment, and the situation was as he imagined. Indeed, most people were on the phone or chatting, but the number of people had more than doubled. At first, there were only more than ten people. Now. There were at least thirty people standing in groups here and there, whispering. Apparently, after Brother Liao's death, these people immediately divided into several camps.

Brother Liao's body was still lying on the spot. Only the person who started talking to Brother Liao stood beside the body, staring blankly at Brother Liao on the ground with his pupils dilated and his eyes wide open, with an unwilling expression on his face.

Unexpectedly, the immortal hero from the provincial capital ended up in such a miserable end after his death...

Looking at the dense crowd around the man, Zhang Yang's heart skipped a beat. He had misjudged the number of people. Unexpectedly, it only lasted more than ten minutes. There were actually so many people gathered, and. Many people also carried weapons such as machetes and iron bars in their hands.

At this time, there was no room for Zhang Yang to look back, because he had already walked out of the alley, and if he turned back now, he would definitely attract the attention of those people and even chase him.

In fact, some people have noticed Zhang Yang, but they didn't take it seriously when they saw Zhang Yang's slightly childish facial features and the way he was talking on the phone. After all, this is a street, and it is normal for pedestrians to pass by.

Of course, if Brother Liao had not died, someone would have stopped Zhang Yang at this time and asked him to take a detour. Unfortunately, now that Brother Liao is dead, many people just took a look at it and continued to discuss their territorial issues. How could they have any interest in taking care of such a person like Zhang Yang? The only person who looked like a child and was able to take care of things was still looking at the corpse with his back turned to Zhang Yang.

Close!

Close!

Zhang Yang's hand holding the phone was wet with sweat, and the hand and dagger inserted in his trouser pocket were trembling. It was not scary when killing people, but the psychological preparation process before killing was very stressful. Although Zhang Yang killed many people in a row , but the feeling it gave him was not as strong as it is now.

Zhang Yang almost didn't feel anything when he shot the first person. He didn't even see the deceased's facial features.

When he killed three people in the hotel, he had no time to be afraid. He was frantically rehearsing and calculating in his head, and everything was done according to his own rehearsals and calculations.

Killing Huang Mao was very sudden. At that time, he had a strong desire to kill.

Although there was a plan to kill Brother Liao, he was on a motorcycle at the time. The sharpness of that moment made him not feel the cutting feeling. His people had already left, and he did not even look back. .

The only thing is that this time, I had enough time to think, and things went obviously wrong with my expectations.

There are still three meters left. Zhang Yang has already passed through two groups of people forming a circle. After passing through one more, he can get close to the dazed man. The man is holding a mobile phone in his hand and his eyes are sad. Here, he is Brother Liao who died. The only sad person in the end.

"Are you...?" A person's eyes met Zhang Yang's, and suddenly he looked confused. It seemed that this face was a bit familiar, as if he saw it somewhere, and his head seemed to be stuck. Naturally, he didn't expect that this person was the one in the first two. It took more than ten minutes to kill his boss in front of a dozen people.

No, what Zhang Yang was most worried about finally happened!

In Zhang Yang's calculations, the nearly doubling of the number of people in such a short period of time was beyond his scope, and what he was most worried about in his calculations was that someone would recognize him. Although at first he just passed by on a motorcycle, It is also possible that someone with a good memory can remember his appearance. Besides, since Maimaiti is chasing him, some of the photos must have been scattered...

The arrow is on the string, we have to!

Zhang Yang's man, the man almost instinctively flashed, Zhang Yang's body suddenly accelerated, like a bolt of lightning, he rushed towards the person standing next to the corpse. Without looking at his face, Zhang Yang was already sure that this person was his target. . Zhang Yang's amazing memory almost remembered the facial features of 80% of the people here the moment he started hunting Brother Liao, and this person was even more impressive.

"ah… "

"Brother..."

It was then that the crowd woke up. A series of sounds came out. Unfortunately, it was too late. Their shouts did not help the man, but helped Zhang Yang. Amidst those exclamations, the man who had been staying here almost subconsciously looked back. At this look, he put the most deadly The throat part was exposed to Zhang Yang!

A dazzling and brilliant arc streaked through the air. Like shooting stars in the dark night...

The meteor sank into the right side of the man's neck, and then came out from the left. The man opened his mouth, raised his fingers and pointed at Zhang with a look of fear, but his hands lost their strength and no sound came out of his mouth. The fear on his face turned into a look of despair.

With a cry of "Peng!", the man fell to the ground, and his head actually changed position when it hit the ground, showing a strange angle, showing off the knife. His neck was almost cut in half, blood sprayed out like a faucet that couldn't be turned off, and his limbs were shaking desperately...

Zhang Yang didn't look at the fallen body and continued to run forward. He felt a blow on his back. Fortunately, the beating was very hasty. No strength.

"Hahaha, here I come...!"

"Boom..." A roar of motivation. Liu Biao's motorcycle turned on its headlights and drove wildly from behind the chasing crowd. The crowd almost subconsciously avoided Naji's motorcycle. When they reacted and prepared to intercept it with their weapons, the motorcycle had already rushed forward. Arriving in front of Zhang Yang, the motorcycle stopped steadily with a "quacking" sound, and the motorcycle smelled of rubber as it braked.

All movements are calculated without any errors.

Park, move, get in, and drive, all in one go!

As soon as the motorcycle started to move, someone slashed at the trunk with a machete, making a loud noise. Fortunately, the motorcycle only shook twice and quickly drove towards the spider-web-like alley in the market...

"!"

"!"

Gunshots pierced the night sky...

"Peng..." There was a loud noise, and the trunk of the motorcycle was broken by bullets.

Something unexpected happened again. Zhang Yang calculated that the other party would not be able to react and use a gun in such a short period of time. After all, these people were not killers and would not have the habit of using guns at all times. But now, someone fired.

Brake, turn!

"Peng!" There was another loud noise, and when turning, the bullet hit the side of the trunk again.

When Zhang Yang drove the car into the green belt under the inland river, he breathed a sigh of relief. He made several consecutive calculation errors and actually saved his life. It was really lucky.

"Liu Biao, what are you doing?" Zhang Yang got out of the car and turned around, seeing Liu Biao leaning on the car with a face twisted in pain.

"Zhang Yang... I was shot... I... I'm going to die..." Liu Biao's face was pale, and his eyes were filled with fear.

"Hit?"

Zhang Yang's heart tightened and he helped Liu Biao onto the grass. Through the dim light, he could see that there was indeed a bullet hole in Liu Biao's waist clothes.

"Don't worry, it's okay, it'll be okay!"

Zhang Yang gritted his teeth and undressed Liu Biao. At this time, Zhang Yang felt deep self-blame in his heart. If he hadn't made a miscalculation, if he hadn't wanted to kill Brother Liao's men, Liu Biao would not have been injured.

It seems that every time Liu Biao gets injured, it's all because of him!

The first time he fought with Lu Fei, he was beaten to shattered fractures, and now he was shot again. This shot should have been taken by him, because he should have been sitting in that position.

"Wuwu... Zhang Yang, will I die? I'm not married yet! I'm the only son in my family... Wuwu... Zhang Yang, I don't want to die... Zhang Yang..." Liu Biao cried bitterly, hammering his head and feet, looking like he was about to die. appearance.

"Yeah... you're going to die soon. It hit a vital point. If you have any last words, just say them quickly. If it's too late, I'm afraid it'll be too late. Hey..." Zhang Yang sighed.

"Woooo... I don't want to die... Wuwu... Zhang Yang, promise me something, and you must do it for me!" Suddenly, Liu Biao, who was crying bitterly, gritted his teeth and said.

"Ahem... tell me, I will try my best to satisfy you."

"Do you remember the policeman from County H?"

"The one who caught you?"

"Yeah, that's the one. That day I just asked a little sister for directions at the station. When the little sister saw that I was wearing very unique clothes, she was scared to tears by me. Just then the police car came. ***, the little sister is gone, but the police refused to let me go. As you know, after they arrested me, they slapped me several times during interrogation. ***, my parents couldn’t bear to leave. Hit me. He hit me..."

"You want me to kill him?" Zhang Yang sweated. No wonder the policeman wanted to fight with him. He thought Liu Biao was a pervert.

"No, no... That's not necessary. Just give him a few slaps for me, saying you slapped him for me." Liu Biao said fiercely.

"Oh, you should take care of this little thing yourself, I'm too lazy to take care of it." Zhang Yang smiled and handed something in his hand to Liu Biao.

"Ah... what is this?" Liu Biao opened his eyes wide and looked at something dark in his hand.

"The warhead. After the warhead penetrated the trunk, it was no longer powerful when it entered your waist. In fact, the warhead just penetrated a little of your skin and was embedded in the muscles. Most of it was outside. That's it. I dropped it as soon as I took it with my hand, it just bled a little, it’s okay.”

"Really! Why do I feel so much pain?" Liu Biao touched his back in surprise.

"Boss, it hurts even if you prick it with a needle, right? Not to mention it's a bullet. Besides, the bullet was very hot at the time. It's natural to feel pain." Zhang Yang explained.

"Hahaha... I, Uncle Biao, don't have to die, I don't have to die!" Liu Biao stood up suddenly and laughed wildly.

After a while of fighting. The two of them checked the motorcycle again and suddenly broke into a cold sweat. The bullet that hit Liu Biao penetrated the trunk and then shot through a poor-quality helmet in the trunk. Without this helmet, Liu Biao would have died. Biao was not so lucky.

The shooting position of the other bullet made the two of them palpitate. The bullet was shot right at the bottom of the trunk. If it was slightly deflected, it would have hit the fuel tank. If it really hit the fuel tank, the two of them would basically not be able to shoot. Probably standing here laughing.

"What should we do now? Should we go to the park again?" Liu Biao asked.

"You definitely can't go to the park. If those people find out about those students through the PHS I threw and find out that you like to go to the park, we will be screwed. Besides, as long as we are walking on the road like this, the rate of turning heads will definitely be 100%. Maybe In less than ten minutes, the police will invite us to drink tea. Now we find a shop with a girl. Many shops selling sex close at around four o'clock in the morning. It's almost closing time now, so we just kidnap a shop. Stay until morning and get some clothes to wear..."

"Corridor, hehe, I like it!" Liu Biao looked passionate.

"Haha, don't mess around. We are doing business. Although those girls are not good people and are doing business without capital, but what did you do in that situation that went too far? From a legal point of view Said, that's it. Besides, we can't make matters worse. We have to find out whether the police will intervene and whether the dead people will alert reporters. If the police are alerted, we must flee the provincial capital immediately. If the police don't know, then , we can stay in the provincial capital for at least two more days!"

"Brother, I can't even think about it? I'm all injured now, so I can only think about it. Besides, I haven't slept all night. I'm so depressed..." Liu Biao frowned, Zhang Yang said it easily, but his waist was still burning. The ground hurt, and Liu Biao doubted whether Zhang Yang was lying to him to comfort him.

The two found a relatively quiet street and found a suitable target. Moreover, they were very lucky, because the store was about to close.

There were six ladies and a couple in the shop. After the two entered the door, they immediately took control of the entire shop. Under Zhang Yang's dagger that shone with cold light, a group of ladies and the boss and his wife rushed to the lounge. Of course, the last thing that made them happy was What they were afraid of was not the dagger, but the blood all over Zhang Yang's body.

After taking control of the store, Zhang Yang pushed the motorcycle in, closed the glass door, tightened the curtains, and turned off the sign lights outside.

After checking the situation of the store, the two of them finally breathed a sigh of relief while sitting in the lounge. Riding a motorcycle and wandering outside covered in blood was definitely a very risky thing.

"Don't worry, everyone, we are not robbing wealth or sex, let alone killing people. We are just staying here until eight o'clock in the morning and then leaving. I won't kidnap anyone. Please cooperate... By the way, what's on you How much money do you have?" Zhang Yang turned around and asked Liu Biao.

"Oh... there are more than four thousand..." Liu Biao took out the wallet he took out from the corpse and counted it.

"Well, give it to me." Zhang Yang took the banknote and held it in his hand. Starting from the group of ladies, each person paid four hundred. "I know that everyone is here for life, and we are also for life. This little money should be used as compensation for everyone. , I hope everyone won’t make any small moves!”

After the sisters paid four hundred each, Zhang Yang gave the remaining two thousand to the proprietress.

"Boss, you must be a sensible person to be able to open a store like this. I have done this with loyalty. I hope you can turn off all your mobile phones." Zhang Yang gently knocked on the glass coffee table with a dagger and said: Crisp and sweet sound.

"Brother... Don't worry, brother... Everyone, please turn off your cell phones and put them on the coffee table. Don't worry. If this brother wants your cell phones, I will be responsible for buying a new one for each of you." When the boss spoke, he had already taken the lead to turn off his cell phones. He placed it on the coffee table and signaled his woman to unplug the phone cord.

The boss is indeed a person who has seen a little bit of the world, and he is very good at talking. He first made the ladies feel at ease. Zhang Yang couldn't help but nodded secretly. He liked to deal with such smart people. If he met a stupid boss, it would be really troublesome. Killing those underworld figures would have no consequences. If he killed these ordinary people, then they would never think about it again in their lives. Replied to netbsp in an honest manner; After comforting a group of women who were a bit promiscuous, Zhang Yang and Liu Biao took a bath in exchange for peace of mind, and changed into two sets of the boss's clothes. The boss was a fat man, but Liu Biao was dressed well. It fit him well, but this time, Zhang Yang was wearing nothing, which looked very funny. Liu Biao sneered, as if he had finally avenged his failure to wear clothes last time.

After washing up, the six ladies saw that Zhang Yang and the others were still kind and no longer afraid, so they actually fell asleep leaning on each other on the sofa. Obviously, it was not easy for them to do the flesh business now, and they were already very tired. The boss and his wife still stayed awake.

Zhang Yang asked Liu Biao to lean on the sofa and sleep for a while, while he and his wife stared at each other, no one dared to sleep.

The couple didn't sleep because this was their own shop, and there were six girls, so they had responsibilities.

There is nothing he can do if Zhang Yang doesn't sleep. Although the couple are very cooperative, if he really sleeps, he might not be able to do any tricks.

Time passed little by little, and the sky gradually became brighter.

Zhang Yang turned on the TV, turned off the volume, and started watching the news. If the police intervened, it would definitely be reported on the news. After all, six people died in one night. This was already a big case, and the police would not dare to hide it after knowing it.

And this kind of criminal case involving gangsters is also the news that reporters pay the most attention to. Zhang Yang believes that as long as the police intervene, even if it is not reported in the morning, it will be reported at noon... Brothers, I am so touched. Yesterday, there were still 150 monthly tickets, and today There are only 50 monthly tickets left, brothers, work harder, kill the third one, and march towards the first place! (QuanBen Novel Website www.QuanBen-XiaoShuo.com)