The Road to Slaying God

Chapter 22

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CHAPTER 25: A REAL KILLER VISITS

The book not only consisted the family’s household but alsothe detailed information of the family members and characteristics, and eventhe records of the relatives and close friends of these households. The peoplewould come frequently and stay for a long time inside. The most shocking thing forZhang Yang was that inside the book, there were actually indicated about thepeople of respective fields and their influence in those areas, who had to beimmediately informed …

Turning over to the second half, Zhang Yang was stunned.There were a hundred or more household in the alley and to his surprise thissecond half section consisted of the all the floating population inside thealley, including scavengers, selling vegetables and so on … all of them wererecorded clearly.

Looking at this thick data, Zhang Yang could not help butlook towards Xiao Yuanxing with respect. The amount of manpower and material resources needed togather such complete information was simply unimaginable.

In the end, what kind of organization is this?

Zhang Yang looked at the bookshop owner who was pretendingto be concentrated in arranging the old worn out books, clearly, the owner wasin charge of this alley except that he did not know what his specific work was?

“Young man, what is it?”

“Ah … no …. …” as the bookstore owner suddenly raised hishead, with the lens shining, Zhang Yang startled and jumped.

“Do your own thing, you only have a week to look at theseinformation.” The bookstore owner lowered his head.

“Oh.”

Zhang Yang once again strongly felt that the owner withgla.s.ses looked just like the librarian at the school. The only difference wastheir gender.

The information were certainly very important, a week, so hehas a week to remember this account information, and then contrast these datato monitor the alley which was undoubtedly a difficult task for an ordinaryperson.

Zhang Yang suddenly understood why Liu Biao could not findany men. It can be reckoned that whoever sees that thick account book willcertainly have a headache.

“Can I leave here after this week?” Zhang Yang asked.

The bookstore owner raised his head in astonishment, hispair of eyes tightly pegged on Zhang yang. Zhang Yang felt a cold breath spreadin the midst of the air, he couldn’t understand why this feeling evolved butthis sensation was absolutely real.

“Cough … cough … I just wanted to look inside the alley, tobe familiar with … …”

“Yes you can.”

The bookstore owner’s eyes relaxed as he said in a faintvoice.

“Thank You.”

The owner’s voice faded as Zhang Yang had already run outjust like a streak of smoke. The shop owner was surprised for a moment to seethat the resident information book was still on the table. His face could nothelp but throw a trace of sneer, and without a hitch he grabbed the residencebooklet and put it away.

The alley extended up to more than two hundred meters, itseemed to be a straight line in distance, but in fact, in the middle there werea few curves which were extremely ingenious. Exactly a car was unable to enterthe alley in addition to a several obstacles which made it incapable of addingmotorcycles and bicycles.

More than two hundred meter inside, after a small turn ZhangYang had a sudden feeling that the surface area inside was not that small.There were rows of bungalows and some children and women were playing in frontof the houses in the sun.

Just when Zhang Yang entered inside, at first glance he sawa two-storied building, which was the only two storied building at that place. Thebuilding was located behind a row of crowded houses. Zhang Yang guessed thatthe casino was there, because, he saw that the periphery had several pairs ofvigilant eyes.

Zhang Yang was strolling for more than an hour now. Althoughthe area inside the small alley was very large, there was but only one pa.s.sageof getting out, except from the alley’s entrance, no one would be able to getout.

Zhang Yang wandered inside the alley until noon, then hecame out and returned to the bookstore panting.

“There’s a piece of bread and also a bottle of mineralwater.” The bookstore owner saw Zhang Yang return and pointed his fingerstowards the bookshelf above.

“He he! I just happen to be hungry.” Zhang Yang smiledobsequiously.

“This is only the first time and also the last time, and itwon’t be repeated. I’m not here to provide free meals.” The owner didn’t evenlift head as he speak.

“Oh … oh.”

Zhang Yang finished the bread in just three mouthful to lookat the time. He looked at the owner sitting on a chair from the book shelf andreading a fictional book as he was totally engrossed in reading. It seemed thathe had nothing to do with Zhang Yang.

“Boss, My surname is Zhang, and other people call me ZhangYang, Can I know your name?” Zhang Yang turned a few pages but couldn’t findanything interesting so he put the book back to the shelf. He couldn’t find anyother words as he looked for something to talk about.

“Call me Lao Li.” The bookstore’s owner shifted his eyes butstill did not raise his head.

“Oh … Lao Li … …. Can this bookstore even support to feedpeople? Evidently, it seems that the business is not that good.” Zhang Yangglanced at the dilapidated old books above the shelves, it was clear that thisbookstore couldn’t keep up with the internet. So, there should be no business.

“I’m not short on money. I’m waiting for a man here.”

“Who?”

“You won’t understand.” Lao Li with a desolate expression onhis face.

“ … … Lao Li, Song Tao’s here. I’ll get going now.”

Zhang Yang saw Song Tao sadly walked in, he immediatelystood up and greeted Song Tao before escaping that place. The house was justlike a coffin, generally lifeless. Zhang Yang did not like the atmosphere there,and Lao Li also seemed to be uninterested to talk.

Zhang had bought folders and papers from the bookstore rightaway as now he had to do one important thing. After seeing the residence booklet,Zhang Yang had a thought that Liu Biao simply couldn’t remember all of theinformation in a short period of one week, not to mention memorizing everyone whoare familiar to the alley. As Liu Biao’s friend Zhang Yang wanted to re- orderthe information in a new residence booklet for easy memory.

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“Dong Dong ...”

Zhang Yang was pretty busy when suddenly he heard severalgentle knock on the door. This made him feel very strange, as you know, theyhave keys inside the dormitory and more importantly, currently the door isajar. A gentle push should open the door so who would still need to knock onthe door?

“Dong .. Dong “ The sound of knocking on the door stillcontinued. Although the sound was very low, Zhang Yang didn’t know why but heheard a rhythm in the sound with a hint of firm implication. It seemed that theperson outside was unlikely to leave even if no-one responded to the door.

“Come In!” Zhang Yang had no choice.

“ZHANG YANG!!”

The door had just opened when a voice full of anger washeard which terribly scared Zhang Yang that he basically jumped on the bed likea spring.

“You … What on earth…you doing?” Zhang Yang stammered as helooked at the doorway, it was Xiao Yiran.

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