"Someone wants to kill me? Who?" Zhang Yang's pores suddenly exploded, and his head that was still a little dazed immediately woke up. He is now particularly sensitive to the word "killing". He believes in the words of the little monk, this smart program Although it was weird, it seemed that he had never lied before, and besides, there was no need for him to lie to him. w w wq u a n b e nc o m
"I can't explain it. Just take care of it. This is all I can do... Remember, there are still two hours left. Leave C City as far away as possible. Find a place and spend the rest of your life quietly! "
The little monk sighed again, and the screen suddenly flashed and disappeared. It was completely different from the previous staged style.
"Little monk, tell me who will kill me!"
"Little monk..."
"Little monk..."
…
No matter how loud Zhangyang shouted and slapped the keyboard, the little monk never appeared again.
Two hours
Two hours
Since the little monk said it was only two hours, it must be only two hours. Only after the incident of 10 billion US dollars and martial arts secrets appeared, Zhang Yang had a blind trust in the computer intelligent program of the little monk, whether it was true or not. Fake, there’s no harm in leaving now…
If Zhang Yang didn't know about Lu Fei's death, he wouldn't believe the little monk's words. If he hadn't seen the blood and cruelty in the casino, he wouldn't believe the little monk's words. With his previous thinking, it would be impossible for him to have such a bright future. He committed murder and arson, but facts speak louder than words. His flamboyant life could not withstand the torment of those powerful people.
"Yiran, I'm leaving. Time is tight and there is no time to explain. I'm leaving first. Please take care of yourself..."
Zhang Yang's hand turned into a shadow so fast that a dozen fingers were flying on the keyboard, he left a message for Xiao Yiran, got off the plane and left.
Where to go
Zhang Yang was suddenly a little confused. He had never been out of netbsp in his life. Moreover, Zhang Yang only had more than a thousand money on him now. Last time, he put his cards and passbooks in the dormitory. Even if he went to the dormitory to get the cards and passbooks, he still had to withdraw money. , this torment was gone in two hours. Of course, the key is that Zhang Yang didn’t have a few oceans left in his card. If he ran away with more than a thousand yuan, he would probably starve to death. Zhang Yang was right Doubtful about one's own ability to survive.
Immediately, Zhang Yang decided to go to the hospital to find Liu Biao. Liu Biao still had more than 10,000 yuan. If he had that money, he would not have to worry about life for at least a few months.
When he got to the street, Zhang Yang felt a pressure.
It seems that the usually vibrant C City has become lifeless, and there are more police officers on the road. What makes Zhang Yang even more frightened is that at some important intersections, there will be some burly men wearing black suits and sunglasses. Zhang Yang was reminded of what the young man said...
Could it be that the forces behind the young people have reached netbsp; How is Brother Xiao Yuanxing doing now
According to Brother Xiao's power, would he dare to come to C City to cause trouble? What's more, there are police all over the streets...
At this time, Zhang Yang didn't dare to save money. His life was at stake. After getting into the taxi, he looked out from the window and saw that there were more and more people in black suits. It seemed that they were controlling the traffic, and some The police actually cooperated.
These people in black suits are easy to identify because they unabashedly release their murderous intentions.
At this time, Zhang Yang couldn't care about anything. He just wanted to leave the place of right and wrong as soon as possible. It was certain that these people were here to take revenge on Xiao Yuanxing. No matter who lost or won, he could care less about Zhang Yang with just one finger. He could be crushed to death, not to mention that he was directly related to the death of that Maimaiti, so it was better to wait until they were done fighting before coming back...
"Liu Biao..."
After Zhang Yang got off the car, he didn't even take the elevator. He almost ran all the way to the orthopedics department on the fifth floor. He had already wasted more than half an hour after two hours. However, when he opened the door panting, his face suddenly became dull. Liu Biao was not in the ward. Inside the ward were four big men with fierce faces, still wearing depressing black suits.
"Zhang Yang!"
"Ah... I... I... I'm not Zhang Yang..."
A big man shouted unexpectedly, and Zhang Yang couldn't help but agree. Immediately, he knew that something was wrong, and quickly denied it. He stepped back, his body like a bow.
"If you think you can outrun our bullets, just run!"
The big man sneered and patted the bulge in his waist.
Zhang Yang was making crazy calculations in his head, and almost instantly, he gave up the struggle, because he couldn't deal with four burly men with guns at the same time. Although it was easy for him to run out of the room while standing at the door, outside the room It's a long corridor. Even if you run out, you can't escape from that corridor. As long as you walk out, you can kill him with one shot.
The only way is to follow them and find a good opportunity before escaping.
However, Zhang Yang made a mistake. These four people hijacked him very professionally. The two of them held Zhang Yang's waistband with their hands, almost holding Zhang Yang up when he walked, making it impossible for Zhang Yang to put any effort on his feet. The most important thing was that the other two people held him hostage. One after the other, keeping a certain distance, one hand was always in his arms. Zhang Yang knew that there was a gun in his arms even if he thought about it with his knees.
The plan to escape while there were many people in the hospital lobby could not be realized.
When we arrived at the parking lot in front of the hospital, there was no chance. One of the four people was driving, and one was sitting in the passenger seat. The other two sandwiched Zhang Yang in the middle. Even if Zhang Yang wanted to jump out of the car, there was nothing he could do. Zhang Yang also thought about grabbing one. When he saw a man opening his black suit to reveal the holster under his armpit, he also gave up. Although he was familiar with the structure of this holster, he had no chance of opening the holster, pulling out the pistol, and loading it. shot.
Damn little monk! Didn't it say there are two hours? Woo hoo... (Quanben Novel Website www.QuAnBen-XIaoShuo.com)