The Road to Slaying God

When the tall, thin middle-aged man saw Brother Chun coming in with a few people, he didn't stand up, but just nodded.

Just when the middle-aged man was about to speak, Aze suddenly took a few steps towards his elder brother sitting on the sofa.

"Aze, what are you doing? Go down, there are guests." Brother Chun said

"Brother Sima, I have something to tell you." Aze ignored Brother Chun, with a blank expression on his face, and still walked towards the middle-aged man.

Suddenly, murderous intention emerged!

The sword flashed, and Aze's waist knife was like a shooting star at night, drawing a dazzling light at a very short distance. The light instantly submerged into the middle-aged man's body, and then, as if it was a gentle pick, the middle-aged man was hit. The young man's body was opened like a bag with a slit of more than ten centimeters...

It was too fast and too sudden!

Everyone in the room had dull faces, with their mouths open. Even the bodyguards behind the middle-aged man were dumbfounded, as if their brains were at a standstill.

It was so fast that Zhang Yang didn't even react. Zhang Yang didn't expect that Aze would kill him as soon as he entered the door. Suddenly, Zhang Yang had a new understanding of this young man. Undoubtedly, this was a young man who pursued efficiency.

"You...you..." The middle-aged man looked at Aze in surprise, and then his eyes fell on Brother Chun's face, with an angry and resentful look on his face. Obviously, he thought it was Brother Chun who instigated it.

"Chi..."

Aze's hand moved again, and the bloody sword flashed again. This time, the target of the sword was not the chest and heart, but the middle-aged man's throat. There was no trace of Aze's sword. As if the sky and the sky were free, after he swung away the second knife, more than ten people in the room woke up.

"Brother!"

"Brother..."

"Brother...!"

…

Everyone suddenly gathered around him. Unfortunately, by this time, Sima Yi had already died. His eyes were wide open, as if he didn't believe it when he died.

Several bodyguards from behind had already rushed towards Aze. Aze remained motionless, his face still blank.

"Bang!" There was a slight gunshot, and Liu Biao's pistol was already in Zhang Yang's hand. A bodyguard who was about to rush over to catch Aze was hit in the heart. Everyone in the room immediately froze like sculptures. No one dared to act rashly under the black hole of Zhang Yang's gun, but everyone's face was full of anger.

Zhang Yang glanced around lightly, as if he didn't see those angry eyes.

"This is a domestically produced Type 92 military pistol. It can hold fifteen bullets. There are only eleven people in this room, and two of them are dead. There are nine more. I still have fourteen bullets left, which is enough."

Hearing the announcement, a few bodyguards who were about to move immediately stopped moving. They had more bullets than there were people, and they had no capital to fight. This was not a question of whether they were afraid of death or not, but a question of whether it was worth it.

"Aze, why did you do this?" Brother Chun said with a sad look on his face.

"Brother Chun, it has nothing to do with you. Sima Yi can no longer lead us to survive. Look, people are coming to kill us now, and he is still hesitant. Is he happy that we have to be forced to have no way to survive? Well, he has made enough money over the years, enough for him to spend his whole life, but what about us? If he loses, he can go back to his hometown to spend his old age, but what about the brothers?" Aze still had a blank expression on his face.

Hearing Aze's words, there was silence in the room.

Sima Yi's weakness has long been unpopular. The mutton kebab market depends on whoever has thick arms can do business in prime locations. If he is weak again and again, he will only lose all the territory.

However, although everyone had opinions on Sima Yi, no one had ever thought of killing him. People in Xinjiang Province rarely had internal strife within their own circles.

"Since you are dead, you will die if you die. I am an outsider and I will not participate in your affairs. Since this Sima Yi cannot lead you to survive, if you die, choose someone else to be the boss. The earth will continue to rotate without him. However, no matter what, this little brother cannot die, I am destined to him."

Zhang Yang smiled softly, walked to Sima Yi's body and took out a delicate small pistol from his clothes. Obviously, these Xinjiang people rarely use guns, and only this boss has a pistol for self-defense.

This also confirmed the initial speculation. It is estimated that there are some unwritten rules within them. Guns are not allowed to be used in gunfights. After all, using guns will definitely attract the attention of political axes, and it is also easy to accidentally injure outsiders. If the matter gets serious, no one will If you can't resist, no one will be stupid enough to oppose the government.

"Aze, let's go. I can't keep you here." Brother Chun said, looking at Sima Yi's body in confusion.

"Brother Chun, you will always be my eldest brother. Here, you are the only one worthy of being my eldest brother. If something happens to you, Aze will be there as soon as possible. If anyone has trouble with Brother Chun, I, Aze, will never let him go. he."

Aze slowly inserted the bloody waist knife into the scabbard, and his eyes slowly scanned, filled with a suffocating power, making everyone avoid the look that seemed to be murderous.

Aze's words are very clear. Only Brother Chun is worthy of being the boss here. If anyone wants to take Brother Chun's position, he will be his enemy.

"You have no way out. Either you withdraw from the market in Province H, or drive Alimu out." Zhang Yang glanced at Aze who was leaving and said to Brother Chun calmly.

"I know what to do." Brother Chun looked at Aze who was leaving with a bit of reluctance in his eyes. Unfortunately, no matter who is the boss, Aze can no longer stay here. No matter what society or dynasty he is in, Killing the boss is the most taboo thing.

"Now, right now, is the best time to counterattack!" Zhang Yang smiled calmly and walked away.

"Now……"

Brother Chun's whole body was shocked, and a wave of blood boiled in his veins.

…

Zhang Yang and Liu Biao immediately cleaned up their things and went after Aze. Naturally, they didn't know that just because of his words, Brother Chun left and started a violent killing spree.

In just one night, Brother Chun continuously attacked all Alimu's bases in the provincial capital.

This was just the beginning. Brother Chun began to fight in the entire province H. All Alimu's territories were hit hard. Alimu was at a disadvantage because he attacked first. Moreover, Brother Chun counted Sima Yi's death among them. Alimu's head was on the head, and for a while, there was a bloody storm. Because of Sima Yi's death, it was difficult for Maimaiti to mediate. After all, before Sima Yi's death, Sima Yi had approached Maimaiti many times for mediation. Now that Sima Yi is dead, , if Maimaiti comes to mediate again, the favoritism will be too obvious. Although Maimaiti is not smart, he will never do such a stupid thing.

It was this series of actions that established Brother Chun's status among the people of Xinjiang Province, and many people began to take refuge in Brother Chun.

Brother Chun has become an idol in the minds of some young Uyghurs, a hero who is not afraid of power. Naturally, no one knows the story of Aze, let alone the instigator Zhang Yang.

"Why are you following me?" Aze suddenly stopped, a stern expression flashed on his face, and he looked at Zhang Yang and Liu Biao who were following behind.

"I want to talk to you about something." Zhang Yang smiled.

"I don't want to see you. I know you are using me. Although I don't know your purpose, I don't like dealing with you." Aze said coldly.

"Haha, really? Am I using you? If I really use you, what benefits will I get? In fact, those are your own inner thoughts. You just bury them deeply in your heart. You dare to say that you don't want to kill Sima Yi let Brother Chun take the position of boss?" Zhang Yang said with a smile.

"..."

Aze's heart palpitated for a while, and he suddenly realized that he had always had this evil idea. It was just Zhang Yang's words that ignited his idea, and then he put it into action.

"I want to ask you, do you want your brother Chun to replace Maimaiti?"

"Yes!" Aze replied without hesitation. For Aze, Maimaiti has become old, dull, and nepotistic. He is no longer suitable to lead the new generation of Xinjiang people.

"Okay, cool, now, I'm going to set up a killer organization to raise money to support your Brother Chun. Well, I can tell you clearly that Maimaiti is my enemy, so I want to support your Brother Chun to fight against Maimaiti's forces. …”

Zhang Yang looked at Aze with a dull expression. In fact, his heartbeat rate almost doubled. Aze was a key figure. When Zhang Yang saw Aze for the first time, he thought of killing this young man. Due to his own decline, it was only after seeing Aze that Zhang Yang thought of setting up a killer organization to fight against Maimaiti.

And Aze has become a key figure, because Aze is a sharp knife player and a natural cold weapon killer.

For Zhang Yang, Brother Chun is far less important than Aze, which is why Zhang Yang made a temporary plan to force Aze to leave Brother Chun.

(To be continued)