CHAPTER 36: DISGUISE
The emergency room wassurrounded by many people. When Zhang Yang rushed to the corridor of emergencyroom, he was immediately stopped by a Taiwanese man wearing a suit.
“Step aside!”
Zhang Yang’s eyes wereshooting out flames and his face looked like a bloodthirsty beast.
“Let him in, he is afriend of Liu Biao.” A man in suitseemed to know Zhang Yang.
As soon as the man wasout of his way, Zhang Yang immediately ran towards the emergency room door. Thetwo men looked at each other and their eyes raised with surprise. The teenagerhad a heavy murderous aura.
This so-calledmurderous aura, we come into contact with it every day in our livelihood. Forinstance, some policeman arrests criminal over a long period of time using greatforce under the support of government mechanism, they naturally will develop atype of righteousness qi, or an aura that criminals fear, this actually is aform of a murderous aura.
When a person sees a small life such as ants,naturally the heart throbs for killing it. We often encounter this phenomenonin our lives. A single person is scared of dozen people. In fact, this is alsoa kind of murderous aura, initially originated from the root of existence andstrong background.
Of course, some people who have achieved high position for a long time, are also able to cultivate this momentum.Every little move from these type of people has an impact on every other’sopinions. Even when they are at disadvantage, an average person would not dareto provoke them rashly.
There also appears tobe an interesting phenomenon in our day to day lives, for example: In ameeting, while a person is making a report, others continue chattering in-distinctively, but meanwhile, when another person goes to the podium only tolook around, all of a sudden everyone gets silent. This phenomenon can beexplained only by the morale principle of aura, a momentum thatmakes people not to dare to do something contemptuously.
Without doubt, the“murderous aura” and the “morale” are different. “Murderous aura” is themanifestation of strength. However, “morale” is the manifestation of forces. Acommon soldier on a battlefield can have a murderous aura, but definitely donot possess the moral momentum. “Morale” is more like a superior embodiment.
However, in life, some ordinary people can alsohave this kind of temperament, but are very rare.
It doesn’t matter how we explain, in short, ifyou want to have a murderous aura, you have to kill a person!!
“I’m sorry sir, this is a surgical area, andyou cannot enter!” A nurse at the door was writing something when she heardZhang Yang’s footsteps. She spoke without raising her head.
“I’m going in!!” Zhang Yang looked at the nursein a cold manner.
“If you go in, and you cause an accident orsurgical failure, will you take responsibility for it?” The nurse looked upexpressionless, she was almost immune to Zhang Yang’s aura. Every day in the hospital, the nurses encounter people like Zhang Yang because of injury ordeath of loved ones or the loss of sensible relatives, so she was stronger thanthose men in suit.
“Oh … then … I’ll wait”
Zhang Yang’s mind awakened, his eyes restored its clarityand he realized that, him being in the operating room is simply not going tohelp.
“You can go to the inpatient department to see some of hisfriends, they received a minor injury, in the Orthopedics, 5th floor,and he will also be sent there …you don’t have to wait here.”
“His life isn’t in danger??” Zhang Yang was overjoyed to hear the words from the nurse’s mouth.
“Do you want him to die?” The nurse looked at Zhang Yang ina strange manner.
“Ah … no…. no”
“A person will not die from a few broken bones, child!” Thenurse gave a look at Zhang Yang and pushed the door of the emergency room.
“heh …heh …”
Looking at the nurse from behind, Zhang Yang couldn’t helpbut giggle them immediately, he went straight to the fifth floor, on theorthopedics ward. Zhang Yang was certain that Song Tao would be inside.
Zhang Yang was relieved, as long as the situation is not lifethreatening, everything was easy to handle.
He asked a few nurses and soon found Song Tao’s room. It wasa six person room.
“Uncle w.a.n.g, what are you doing here?”
After he opened the door, Zhang Yang saw Song Tao with othertwo a little familiar young face lying beside him, but to his surprise, w.a.n.g Bowas also actually lying in the bed with his both arm tied to splints.
“Ah. Zhang Yang ah, ……… cough cough ….. old …ah ..” w.a.n.g Bowas embarra.s.sed and his face turned red looking at Zhang Yang.
For at least half an hour, a few people rushed in to asksome questions to make things clear.
As it turned out that, no one knew who told Liu Biao thatZhang Yang was insulted in the library. After that he immediately called some peopleto help to find Lu Fei, and when they went to the library, people were long gone.
Liu Biao, who was now a boss, would naturally refuse to letgo, and had to show his pretentious prestige. Immediately he went to the campusto find Lu Fei but didn’t find him. But they met Lu Fei after leaving fromschool. It turned ouhe whole time Lu Fei had been waiting for them at the school gate.
The fight was very simple, spoke no more than three words,and Liu Biao’s anger flourished as he gave orders and the four of them swarmeda burst of blows and kicks.
However, everyone was depressed at the outcome. The fourguys weren’t a match for Lu Fei. Liu Biao lower leg broke, damaged his two ribsand the other four also had some minor injuries but not as serious as LiuBiao’s.
“Why is uncle w.a.n.g hurt?” Zhang Yang was baffled.
“That …cough …cough … that school’s gate is my territory,naturally I couldn’t let them dowhatever they want, I saw them fighting so, I went out ……………..”
The old man’s voice became smaller and smaller, until it wasinaudible. After a while Song Tao told that may be the old man wanted to stopthem, but, in the middle someone pulled him and he fell to the ground whichresulted in his arms being broken.
“Uncle w.a.n.g, people tend to hide when they encounter suchmatters, what were you thinking? You’re not a young man anymore fighting theVietnam’s war!!
Zhang Yang could hear him sweating. He was certain that theold man would only be there where the matter is profitable. The old man lovedto brag, blow his own trumpet. Usually, Zhang Ynag would try to break hisintentions but this time, it was an accident and his arm was dislocated.
“Who says I’m old? My body is still hard ……” The old man wasfurious with his withered refusing togive into his old appearance
“You can do it, you can do it!!....”
“d.a.m.n … It hurts!!”
The old man suddenly held his arm screaming and Zhang Yangwas stunned, is it that painful?
“Old w.a.n.g, does it still hurt?”
Zhang Yang opened his mouth, and from the doorway, a fat oldwoman strode to the bedside, affectionately looked at the old man and softlyblew on the man’s skinny arm.
“The pain still hurts ……Xiao Liu, the smell is strong here….You don’t have to stay…there are nurses here………….” Zhang Yang felt goose b.u.mpshearing the old man crying out at Xiao Liu.
“I just asked the nurse. She said that you don’t have muchto do here. You can self-cultivate at your own home and can be discharged.”
“But …… I cannot cook …”
The old man sighed, a face of vicissitudes of life and helooked at Zhang Yang with sadness in his eyes,.
F**k, the old man’s acting is getting more and more better!