The Road to Slaying God

Many people were surrounded outside the emergency room. When Zhang Yang rushed into the corridor of the emergency room, he was immediately blocked by a big man in a suit.

"Step aside!"

Zhang Yang's eyes seemed to emit flames, and his face was fierce, like bloodthirsty beasts.

"Let him in, he's Liu Biao's friend." A man in a suit seemed to know Zhang Yang, who was blocking Zhang Yang's humanity.

The man in the suit gave way, and Zhang Yang immediately rushed towards the door of the emergency room. The two men in suits couldn't help but glance at each other, a little wonder rose in his eyes: this boy was so murderous!

The so-called murderous spirit can be reached every day in our lives. For example, some police officers have arrested prisoners for a long time, and as a powerful institution with political axe support, they will naturally develop a righteousness, or a momentum that makes prisoners dare This is actually the same as the formation of murderous spirit.

When a person views life as a gnat, naturally it also produces a killer that makes heart palpitations. This phenomenon is often encountered in our lives. A dozen people are scared by one person and let them be suppressed. In fact, this is also a This kind of murderous spirit comes from the strength of the Bunsen or a strong background.

Of course, some superiors can also develop this momentum by giving orders for a long time. Such people, with one hand raised and one shot, will affect other ideas. Even when they are in a disadvantaged position, ordinary people dare not. Easily provoked such people.

There is often an interesting phenomenon in life. For example, some people make a report and make a lot of noises at the meeting. However, some people just go around the podium and look around, and immediately they are silent and can explain this. The theory of this phenomenon is only momentum and murderousness. The momentum that usually accumulates makes people dare not to despise.

Of course, there is a difference between "killer" and "power". "Killer" is a manifestation of strength, and "power" is a manifestation of power. An ordinary soldier who kills people on the battlefield can have "killer", but it will never Possessing "power", "power" is more a manifestation of the superior.

However, someone can have this temperament in life at the same time, but it is rare.

No matter how to explain it, in short, if you want to have murderous power, you must kill someone!

"Sorry, this is the place for surgery, and you can't enter!" A nurse was recording something at the door, and she didn't lift her head when she heard the sound of footsteps.

"I'm going in!" Zhang Yang looked at the nurse coldly.

"If you go in and cause an accident to the injured person or the operation fails, are you responsible?" The nurse looked up with a blank expression. She was almost immune to Zhang Yang's expression. At the hospital, she faced Zhang Yang's injury or death because of her loved ones. But the relatives who lost their senses, so the nurse's murderous attitude towards Zhang Yang was not as strong as those of the big suit men.

"Oh ... then I wait ..."

Zhang Yang's brain suddenly woke up, his eyes cleared, and he was now in the operating room to no avail.

"Let's go to the inpatient department. Some of his friends have suffered some injuries. In the orthopedics department, the fifth floor, the injured person will also be sent. You don't have to wait here ..."

"He is not in danger of life?" Zhang Yang heard some news from the nurse's mouth and immediately rejoiced.

"You want him to die?" The nurse looked at Zhang Yang with a strange look.

"Ah ... isn't it ..."

"A few broken bones will not die, child!" The nurse gave a blank look and pushed into the emergency room.

"Hey ..."

Looking at the nurse's back, Zhang Yang couldn't help smirking for a while, and then went straight to the fifth floor of the orthopedics department. Zhang Yang was sure that Song Tao must be in it. .

Now Zhang Yang is relieved, as long as there is no danger to life, everything is easy to handle.

After asking a few nurses, he quickly found Song Tao's room, which was a six-person room.

"Uncle Wang, what are you doing here?"

Pushing the door open, Zhang Yang really saw Song Tao and two other familiar young men lying on the bed, but to his surprise, Wang Bo was also lying on the bed with two splints tied to his arms.

"Ah ... Zhang Yang, cough ... old, old ..." Wang Bo looked embarrassed, his old face flushed, and Zhang Yang was inexplicable.

After asking for at least half an hour, several people chattered and managed to make things clear.

It turned out that Liu Biao didn't know who said that Zhang Yang was insulted in the library. He immediately called for people to help Zhang Yang find a place. How could they know that there was no one at the library door when they went.

Now Liu Biao, who is already the leader of a party, naturally refuses to give up like this. When there is such a show of prestige, he immediately finds Lu Fei on campus, and after finding a few circles, he can't find it. After they left the school, they met Lu Fei, who had been waiting for them for a long time.

The matter was very simple, less than three words were spoken, and the buzzing Liu Biao ordered the four to flock and kick in a while ...

However, the ending depressed everyone. The four were not Lu Fei's opponents at all. Liu Biao was kicked to break the calf bone and interrupted two ribs. The other three also had injuries, but not as severe as Liu Biao.

"Why is Wang Bo injured?" Zhang Yang was puzzled.

"That ... keke ... that the gate of the school is the place of the old man, naturally the old man cannot let them do whatever they want. I saw them playing lively, so I went out ..."

The old man ’s voice was getting smaller and smaller, and when he could n’t hear him at all, Song Tao said something. It ’s estimated that the old man wanted to tear them apart. Then I knew who was pulling him in the melee. Old man He fell to the ground, and as a result, broke his arm and dislocated ...

"Uncle Wang, people are too late to hide from such a thing. What are you doing? You are not fighting the Vietnam War when you are young! With age, you still ..."

Zhang Yang heard a lot of sweat. He was almost sure that the old man was still quite cheap. When the old man talked to him, he liked to brag and fly all over the sky. Zhang Yang couldn't bear to break his own bank. Okay, something went wrong and the arm was dislocated.

"Who said that I was too old? Lao Tzu's body was still hard ..." The old man was furious, his chest was very dry, and he did not agree with the old look.

"You can, you can ..."

"Oh ... it hurts ..."

The old man suddenly screamed in his arms, yelling loudly and screaming. It was okay just now, and how painful was Didi?

"Pharaoh, it hurts?"

Zhang Yang opened his mouth, a fat old woman at the door strode to the bed, looked at the old man with a pity on his face, and gently blow the old man's skinny arm with his mouth.

"It hurts and hurts ... Xiaoyan, it's so delicious here, so don't stay here, there are nurses ..." Zhang Yang heard the old man shouting Xiao Liu, and the goosebumps fell off the ground.

"I asked the nurse just now, and he said you didn't have much to do. You can do well at home and you can be discharged."

"But ... I can't cook ..."

The old man sighed, his face was vicissitudes, and he could see that the publicity was a sore heart. ***, the old man's acting skills are getting better and better!

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