The Road to Slaying God

"Zhang Yang, this is not the 62nd boundary monument." Liu Biao stroked the handwriting and said suddenly.

"Well, there is still a distance between the two boundary stones!"

The four touched the boundary monument again and walked along the boundary. The four were in a good mood now. When they first came to the boundary, they finally saw the legendary boundary monument.

From time to time, Liu Biao was beating between the mountains.

"I'm abroad!"

"I'm back home!

"I will go abroad again!"

"I'm back home again ..."

"Brother, it's not easy for people to go abroad once. You have gone abroad dozens of times in just a few minutes. You really deserve to be brother!"

"..."

Several people were arguing, and a distance of more than 20 kilometers soon arrived.

By night, there is still a distance of two kilometers, and you can see the tall and striking boundary monument standing in the dark at night. It may be that the boundary monuments are built as eye-catching and easy to see. It looks incomparably majestic, giving an inexplicable solemnity.

Suddenly, the four stopped their bodies almost simultaneously.

An oppressive atmosphere permeates the air ...

It's summer now, and in this mountain forest, it's terribly quiet, without any sound, some insects seem to disappear.

"Someone!" Zhang Yang's plain tone was strong and murderous, just like the cold wind in the severe winter.

In the dark, Aze and Liu Biao and Li Biao fought a cold war at the same time, and looked at each other. All three of them found that Zhang Yang's killing of surnames was getting heavier and heavier.

What changed Zhang Yang?

The three thought about this question almost at the same time, but without an answer, Zhang Yang's mind became more and more incomprehensible, Zhang Yang's mind became deeper and deeper, and no one knew what he was thinking next second.

However, the only thing that comforted Aze Liu Biao was that no matter how Zhang Yang changed, Zhang Yang was still very nervous about their safety. This was enough for Liu Biao and Aze.

No matter what purpose Zhang Yang has, as long as Zhang Yang can treat them as brothers.

What is the purpose of Zhang Yang?

Nobody knows.

In fact, Zhang Yang himself didn't know that in the midst of it, there seemed to be a huge force pushing some of his actions.

He used to want to escape, but it was against him, the more he avoided the trouble.

Zhang Yang has a heart attack.

Zhang Yang wants to eradicate this heart disease ...

"Let's go." Zhang Yang strode forward.

"Let ’s just walk by?" Liu Biao stunned, which did not fit Zhang Yang ’s surname. Zhang Yang has always been known for his thoughtfulness, and he used to make plans before moving. style.

"Just a bunch of babies."

Aze glanced at Liu Biao, and strode along with Zhang Yang.

The powerful mental power of the four unbridled in the air, and wave after wave, it was extremely shocking.

In the dark, Zhang Yang is like four huge beasts, but they are completely different from the hunting beasts, because they don't hide their actions, they reveal a crazy and arrogant flame ... ...

...

Ma San, a **** in the border area of ​​x county, but he has a lot of background and power. In x county, he has a huge smuggling channel and underground power. Of course, this is not his best place. He has cooperation with the military and political axe in Myanmar, and also has inextricable relations with some underground forces in Myanmar.

Yesterday, he was informed that someone bought a jeep and some camping equipment, and inquired about the location of the 62nd boundary pillar all the way. Subconsciously, he thought that these people had any purpose.

Vaguely, he thought of an event a long time ago, and it was once a riot, and the place of the event was near the 62nd boundary monument.

Everyone who comes out of the mix has a keen sense of smell, and Ma San has an unusually keen sense of smell, which is also the main reason he can mix like a fish at this national border.

The unknown treasure is full of temptation to everyone.

Since ancient times, human beings have a very persistent preference for finding unknown secrets and exploring treasures.

In the past year, the sixty-two boundary monuments were searched several times within a few kilometers of each other. However, there was no result. Ma San still clearly remembered the grand occasion at that time. On the hillside of Myanmar, there were dense private armed searches. And in China, there are also hundreds of local people participating in the search because some people offer rewards for millions to find a safe ...

Ma San's idea is very good. If he finds that the safe is valuable, it is naturally stolen. If it is not valuable, he can use the relationship to exchange the safe for a bounty.

Ma Sanhuai was holding an automatic rifle nest behind the boundary marker in Myanmar. Although he was bold, he still did not dare to wander openly with a gun in his own territory. The border soldiers are not vegetarian. They do n’t care if you mix them up. Well, at this complicated borderline, when you see a person with a weapon at one end, it is likely that you will be fired at random without asking.

"Paralyzed, why haven't you come yet?"

Ma San stepped on his **** on the ground fiercely. There were dozens of butts scattered on the ground. Today he took six brothers to stay up all night and waited for about ten hours. There was no movement at all. According to the time speculation, the other party should come.

"San brother, now I'm worried that the group of people will be detained by the border police. The group of idiots is too arrogant. I don't know how to converge, hey ..." said a razor-faced face with a fierce look.

"Yeah, it's quite arrogant, a bunch of silly ones!" A tall shadow came together, took out a pack of cigarettes, and distributed one.

"Hey, it ’s okay to encounter such stupidity. Treasure hunting, you should keep a low profile ... Your lighter is good ... Don't order a lighter, you will be ... Who are you?"

The big smoke-smelling man picked up a cigarette. The sound of a "Choo!" Was the sound of a high-end lighter firing, and the orange light pierced the heavy night.

"Hey, I'm the stupid Uncle Biao you said!" Liu Biao smiled mysteriously.

"Uncle Biao ..."

Ma San and the other one just stunned and hadn't responded yet.

"who are you?"

Amazingly, Ma San jumped like an electric shock and suddenly pulled the bolt.

"Hey!" Liu Biao grabbed the barrel and gently pulled it, immediately falling heavily to the ground.

"Click!"

"Click!"

...

Ma San and the other saw a terrifying scene, and saw that the submachine gun in the hands of the big man was kneading like dough, and the submachine gun metal made a heartbeat friction sound in that thick hand, as if to remind them that this is not Dough, but hard metal ...

Immediately afterwards, three young men came out behind the boundary monument, with a sharp murderous look on his face, and Ma San felt a chill on his back.

At the first glance of these people, he remembered the master of a general beside Burma's military and political axe. The master gave him the feeling of heart-warming.

It is said that the master is the first master in Myanmar.

"What about me, my friends?" Ma Sanqiang asked with endless fear.

"Dead." Azer leaned down and pulled a weed from the ground, wiping his beloved waist knife very gently, and there was still black blood on the waist knife.

This knife has not been drinking blood for a long time.

I don't know if it was because of Azerbaijan's blood or other reasons, a thick **** smell suddenly filled the air.

"I want to know, what are you doing here ... keke ..."

Zhang Yang slowly sat down and leaned against the boundary monument, picked up the cigarette that Ma San had fallen in the grass, and lightly tapped it. A smoky smell penetrated the lungs. Zhang Yang first smoked, and The coughing kept coughing and she coughed.

"Hey, this smoke is very strong, not suitable for beginners." Liu Biao laughed.

"Oh, yes, I like the feeling that the smoke penetrates the lungs, it's very exciting ... keke ..." Zhang Yang took another fierce sip and said to Ma San: "Are you coming?"

"Thank you ..." Ma San shivered and took the cigarette in Zhang Yang's hand. After Liu Biao lit him, he took a deep breath to relieve the pressure, "I said, I said everything, but I want to mention Minor requirements ... "

"Um." Zhang Yang took a sip of cigarette lightly, and soon he adapted to the smoky smell of cigarettes.

"I think ... I think ... you let us go ..." Ma San's teeth hit each other, and he felt a breath of death from the eyes of these leisurely young people.

"No, you can only live one!" Zhang Yang said firmly.

(To be continued)