The Road to Slaying God

The blow to Zhang Yang this time will definitely exceed the 10 billion US dollars that the young monk in the wisdom program showed him. Although the 10 billion US dollars is more than these millions of yuan, I do n’t know how many times, but there are fundamental differences. It is impossible to get that money by myself, and these millions have already been held in my hands, and I give it away as soon as my head is hot ...

When Zhang Yang walked out of the alley and felt the 20,000 oceans in his trouser pockets, his psychology was slightly relieved. Fortunately, he kept the twenty biggest chips.

It was already one o'clock in the morning, and the bookstore was still open. As a matter of course, Zhang Yang was going to say hello to the old man.

"How about going to work on the first day?" The old man seemed to be deliberately waiting for Zhang Yang to get off work.

"Fortunately, I won more than 7 million ..." Zhang Yang was downcast, and his heart was tingling again.

"Ah ... heh ... more than seven million, what about money?" The lying old man sat up sharply, his eyes glowed with golden light. Obviously, the figure of seven million stimulated him. Although he It's a life-threatening killer, but one year after retirement is hundreds of thousands of annual salary. After spending seven hundred and seventy-eight, there are no years left, and more than seven million is not a small amount for him.

"Here." Zhang Yang handed 20,000 RMB to the old man depressed.

"It's seven million? I rely, you should be thirty thousand one!" The old man cursed at 20,000 yuan.

"Shared ..." Zhang Yang sighed.

"..."

Through the long and painful explanation of Zhang Yang, the old man with his mouth wide open finally understood the context.

"Hey, I'm completely speechless to you. I've divided more than 7 million, and I'll divide 8,000. Wouldn't you have an opinion?" The old man sighed again and again, counted 2,000 yuan from a stack of banknotes, and passed another To Zhang Yang.

"..."

Zhang stared blankly at the old man speechless.

"Let's go, the old man is going to sleep, hey ... how can I sleep ..." The old man waved his hand in a depressed face, driving Zhang Yang out like a fly.

Gosh!

After being kicked out by the old man, Zhang Yang looked at the starry night sky, and he wanted to cry in a quiet place.

Whoooo ... It seems that I can only find comfort from Liu Biao. Zhang Yang believes that Liu Biao will comfort him. Now, Zhang Yang desperately needs a person to pat his shoulder gently, and then said, brother, chance is still There will be many drops!

At this time the hospital was quiet, Zhang Yang sneaked into Liu Biao's ward secretly.

"Haha, you are here."

"Ah ... Ye Di?" As soon as Zhang Yang opened the door, he saw a few injured people lying on the bed. As soon as Zhang Yang came in, several people immediately sat up.

"I heard you won." Liu Biao smiled.

"Yeah yeah ..." Zhang Yang's hand couldn't help but grabbed his pants pockets, and suddenly found that his decision to run to the hospital for comfort was wrong.

"Sit here."

"Oh ... I'm okay, just come to see if you're alright, it's okay, I'll leave ..." Zhang Yang took a step back, and now regrets it seems too late.

"I rely, you can still go, brothers, surround!" Liu Biao waved his hand and saw the elder brother make a speech. Several wounded people lying in bed immediately jumped out of bed like a tiger and dragged Zhang to Liu Biao's bed side.

Soon, the 122,000 oceans that Zhang Yang hid in his pants pocket were searched out.

"Haha, it really won the money, I thought the strong brother lied to me, count ... one, two, three ... Wahaha, twelve thousand, got rich and got rich ..." Liu Biao laughed, apparently Xiaoqiang did not tell him how much Zhang Yang had won.

"Actually, I won more than 7 million ..." Zhang Yang couldn't help but let him control himself without saying that it was more painful than sending out 7 million.

"Seven million……"

Several of the guys in the ward were dull.

Zhang Yang took another word to explain the matter again, and Liu Biao was surprised from the beginning to the last anger. When he heard that Zhang Yang sent out seven million, he almost burst into tears.

"My God, seven million is gone, seven million is gone ... you you ... you get out of me!" Liu Biao Yue said more and more fiercely, knocked a few times on Zhang Yang's head.

"I'm rolling, I'm rolling ... keke ... that money ..." Zhang Yang looked pitifully at Liu Biao's 12 thousand hands.

"My aunt, you still want money. By the way, it should be 20,000, and 8,000?" Liu Biao asked, slamming the money on the palm a few times.

"It was taken by the old man in the bookstore." Zhang Yang said with a sad face.

"I said, dead old man, it's too cruel. I took eight thousand ... for you, get out and see you upset." Liu Biao counted ten banknotes and handed them to Zhang Yang.

"Ah ... keke ..."

"Cough a bird, the old man took eight thousand. We a group of wounded people don't take this much ... don't be upset, and settle accounts with Lao Tzu, count you as y. For the past three years, I have been fragrant with my brother Biao Spicy, I will pay 7 million in dividends in case anyone listens to it, if you want it, do n’t get it ... "

"I want I want……"

Zhang Yang took a thousand oceans and ran away. Liu Biao's surname was very clear, and he said a few words that this ocean could not be maintained.

Holding a thousand oceans, Zhang Yang is no longer suffering for seven million, because that seven million is an inexplicable memory, and now, what makes Zhang Yang suffering is twenty thousand oceans. The stack of banknotes has become a thin thousand, and this psychological gap is huge.

At the beginning, because I was stimulated by the seven million yuan, I thought that there were not twenty thousand, but now I find that compared with the remaining one thousand oceans, twenty thousand is too much ...

Borrow alcohol to dispel sorrow!

It's two o'clock in the morning, Zhang Yang was alone on the street sullen and depressed, and finally decided to go to C City's most distinctive duck tyrant consumption, Zhang Yang likes to eat duck tyrant's duck head, but where the consumption is not very high For students like Zhang Yang, it is still a bit overwhelming.

Zhang Yang swears that when he gets rich, he must take a hard meal at Duck Overlord, eat one at the duck head, throw one at a time, drink one bottle of beer and pour one bottle ...

Of course, Zhang Yang still did n’t eat one and throw one. Drinking one bottle and pouring one bottle, this dream is still unfulfilled for the time being. However, Zhang Yang still swears that he won seven million next time. He must eat one and throw two, and drink one bottle. Two bottles!

The truth is that borrowing alcohol to dispel sorrow and sorrow, Zhang Yang is a little dazed after spending sixty-five oceans, and it's four o'clock in the morning, too lazy to go to school, and plunged into the "zero distance" "Let's.

Just turned on the computer and landed on qq. A bald head appeared on the computer while riding a motorcycle, which scared Zhang Yang.

"Boy, come on!" The appearance of the young monk dragging to the sky made Zhang Yang want to cut people.

"What is it?"

"Tell you, that $ 10 billion in Uncle Ben has been taken away, you don't even want to be a billionaire, grandma, when you meet me, you are unlucky, and you are deducted more than 100 million liquidated damages ... hey Xiaoyan is not assured of you. I am afraid that you will find a way to take away the money. Xiaoyi thinks about it, but let me be safe here. Hey, goodbye, oh ... don't see, Xiaoyan and you are not the same. People of all levels ... "

"..."

After drinking a little wine, Zhang Yang stood up in anger by Jiuxing, and a wise process shot down the water dog to bully him. It was tolerable, unbearable! Unfortunately, the little monk disappeared without a trace when he was standing up and ready to get angry.

"***, I'm smashing the computer before I leave!" Zhang Yang scolded and sat down again.

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