The Road to Slaying God

"Eat, eat..." Seeing Xiao Yiran staring at him fiercely, Zhang Yang came to his senses, smiled awkwardly and put his head down to pick the rice in the bowl into his mouth.

"Eat slowly, starving ghost reincarnated!" Xiao Yiran gave Zhang Yang a blank look.

"No..."

...

Finally, Zhang Yang learned how to eat in the midst of suffering. Eating with Xiao Yiran was definitely a kind of suffering. When he looked up, he saw a flowery face, and when he looked down, he saw that seductive fullness...

"Do you have something to do?" Xiao Yiran asked when Zhang Yang called for the bill.

"Yeah, it's very important." Zhang Yang handed the money to the proprietress standing at the door and said, "Madam proprietress, I don't have any change, I owe you three yuan."

"Okay." The proprietress looked at Xiao Yiran, smiled warmly at Zhang Yang, took the money and left.

"Okay, hurry up, remember, I will look for you from time to time in the future, you must be there on call, if you dare to defy me, I will tell my brother, hum!" Xiao Yiran stood up and stared at him closely. Looking at Zhang Yang, although there is a long table in the middle, but because the space is too tight, his face is almost close to Zhang Yang's.

"Yeah." Zhang Yang smelled the fragrance of a virgin, and couldn't help closing his eyes slightly and taking a deep breath.

"Death!" Xiao Yiran poked Zhang Yang's forehead with her jade-like finger and laughed and scolded. She had no way to deal with Zhang Yang. To say he was timid was timid, and to say he was bold was indeed bold. She was obviously very afraid of her brother. , but couldn't help but make some frivolous movements and expressions. Gradually, Xiao Yiran got used to publicity.

"Uh-huh……"

Zhang Yang was immediately flattered, staring blankly at Xiao Yiran's beautiful face, touching the place Xiao Yiran poked for a long time and refused to let go. He had a crush on Xiao Yiran for more than three years, except for the first two times because he couldn't control it for a while and was not polite. , this time was the closest to Xiao Yiran, and most importantly, this time Xiao Yiran took the initiative to approach him, which was very different from the previous two times.

"Let's go, what's there to see!" Seeing Zhang Yang's lustful eyes, Xiao Yiran's face became hot again, and she pushed Zhang Yang who was standing at the door.

"Zhang Yang..."

"Lu Fei!"

Just after Zhang Yang was pushed out, it was Lu Fei and Du Xue. Du Xue held Lu Fei's arm. Seeing Zhang Yang, Lu Fei had a sneer on his face. He never took this wretched guy seriously. Although this wretched guy occasionally showed a palpitating look in his eyes, this did not affect Lu Fei's contempt for Zhang Yang.

Impressively, the air was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder, and Zhang Yang's eyes flashed with murderous intent. Now is not the best time, at least, turning against the other party now will only bring shame on himself, right in the middle of the flash. In the meantime, Zhang Yang's murderous and awe-inspiring eyes became as dull as water. Zhang Yang didn't know that after watching the video of the first guard, he had already undergone a small transformation. He became calm and cherished his own life. Because, he knows, there is power and killing in this world.

"Content……"

Lu Fei, who was still sneering just now, saw Xiao Yiran, he was stunned for a moment, and very naturally shook off Du Xue's hand. The originally happy Du Xue's face suddenly turned pale, and her lips trembled unnaturally. , as if she was controlling something strongly, but no one noticed her expression.

"Lu Fei, okay, how about dinner?" Xiao Yiran smiled with a very natural expression, as if she didn't see Du Xue holding Lu Fei's hand.

"Well, have you eaten? How about eating together?" Lu Fei still had the evil spirit that started to confront Zhang Yang, looking like a gentle gentleman.

"No, I just ate, Zhang Yang, let's go." Xiao Yiran walked outside holding Zhang Yang's hand naturally.

"Oh." Zhang Yang was a little numb, and didn't understand what happened. It seemed that something was wrong, whether it was Du Xue, Lu Fei, or Xiao Yiran.

Seeing Xiao Yiran holding Zhang Yang's hand, Lu Fei's face changed color.

"Zhang Yang, it's not a girl who invited you to dinner today, right?"

"I paid the bill..." Zhang Yang felt a little belated.

"Hehe, um, this is a man, it's not good to let girls pay for meals all the time." Lu Fei smiled meaningfully at Xiao Yiran, and walked into a booth in front of Zhang Yang's booth.

Zhang Yang felt that Xiao Yiran's hand was exerting force, and hurriedly followed her out.

"Zhang Yang, who are you eating with?" Xiao Yiran violently shook off Zhang Yang's hand with an angry expression on her face.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Yang was a little confused.

"Say! Are you eating with that woman?" Xiao Yiran approached Zhang Yang, looked up at Zhang Yang, her face flushed because of excitement.

"Sister, does my dinner with that woman have anything to do with you? Do I need to tell you?"

"Ah..." Xiao Yiran was stunned, staring at Zhang Yang in a daze, his mouth opened but he couldn't speak.

"I don't know why, I don't have time to talk nonsense with you guys. I have something else to do," Zhang Yang muttered and walked away. He really couldn't figure out what happened just now, which made him feel very deliberate. With his head with top-notch IQ and zero EQ. Said, things are too complicated, of course, he didn't bother to think about it.

Until Zhang Yang's back disappeared into the night, Xiao Yiran was still staring blankly at the place where Zhang Yang disappeared.

Why am I so nervous?

What does it matter to me if he eats with other women?

What's wrong with me?

...

In the next few days, Zhang Yang frantically searched for all kinds of ancient books in various bookstores, trying to get back that feeling, and even went to some judo halls and taekwondo halls in city C to watch, and even left He also went to a martial arts school tens of kilometers away in city c, but unfortunately, he couldn't find the feeling of being ready to move at all.

Occasionally, I found a few books with feelings and after reading them several times, I lost the impulsive feeling at the beginning, which made Zhang Yang very frustrated. Seven days had passed, and he still found nothing.

Uncle Li was also helpless, he could only shake his head when he saw Zhang Yang was indulging in books like a lunatic every day. For Uncle Li, his life is a gun, and the gun is his life! Although he also told Zhang Yang how to exercise and improve his physical fitness in the past few days, those methods have nothing to do with real martial arts. At best, they can only make Zhang Yang's body healthier and his eyes healthier. Sharp, the hand holding the gun can be as steady as Mount Tai.