It seems that only some incomplete memories in my head can be chosen!

Of course, Zhang Yang always believed that there were some secrets of martial arts hidden in those ancient books, but he could not see the secrets yet.

Zhang Yang was alone on the grass doing some inexplicable movements, and these movements were repeated hundreds or thousands of times. This was simply a kind of torture. However, Zhang Yang had no choice. The memory in his head had no clear guidance at all.

, he now thinks of a monk who has become a monk on the way, and can only practice based on intuition.

What depresses Zhang Yang the most is that there is no reminder in his head how many times to do these moves, so he can only practice the same martial arts moves he knows over and over again.

Time passed slowly, and Zhang Yang had entered a state of selflessness. It was not until the morning glow appeared in the east that he realized that he had practiced all night. What was incredible to him was that he did not feel tired at all, except for being a little hungry.

There is a refreshing feeling.

Slowly, some homeless people in the park also left, some went to look for food and some to find jobs. These people were replaced by some nearby residents who got up in the morning to exercise.

Slowly, more and more people were sleeping on the lawn where Zhang Yang slept, including those who danced Yangko, those who played Tai Chi and Bagua, and those who played the erhu...

Looking at Liu Biao sleeping soundly, Zhang Yang did not disturb him. He still admired Liu Biao. He slept so soundly in such an environment. He was really a stranger!

It was early in the morning and there was nothing going on, so Zhang Yang was still repeating some actions that seemed strange to others.

Zhang Yang didn't know that while he was practicing, there was a young woman in her thirties wearing a white sportswear not far away sitting on a long chair and observing Zhang Yang.

"Young man, what are you practicing for?" Finally, the charming young woman came over and asked.

"Ah...cough cough...I don't know, it's a mess of practice..." Zhang Yang's face suddenly turned red. He did some practice movements completely subconsciously. It's really hard to say what kind of skill he practiced. It seems that there is something inside his head.

The incomplete memory did not have a complete training method at all. It was very complicated, let alone a specific noun. The secret book given to him by the young monk still had a name, but the memory in his head did not even have a martial arts noun. This made Zhang Yang

I felt incredible.

"Haha, then why do you repeat these actions?" the young woman asked curiously.

"idle……"

"..." The young woman was stunned. She didn't know how to answer the young man's answer.

"Do you know martial arts?"

Zhang Yang's spirit was suddenly lifted, and he found that Zhang Yang was suffering from a serious illness and sought medical treatment. Ever since he found out that the owner of an unremarkable bookstore was actually a killer, Zhang Yang felt like an outsider to those who buy vegetables and kill pigs.

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The so-called great concealment is hidden in the city!

The young woman suddenly came over and asked, maybe she had seen some clues.

"Martial arts?!" The young woman was stunned.

"Ahem..." Zhang Yang saw the young woman's expression and immediately realized that he was wrong, "Then what are you asking?"

"Haha, it's nothing. I opened a yoga studio. Some of your movements can only be done by practicing yoga, so I'm curious. I saw you doing these simple movements for several hours in the morning. I

I have run several laps in the park and you are still doing it, haha, you are very perseverant," the young woman said.

"oh."

"Let's go. Seeing how obsessed you were just now, I started to think it was some new fitness routine." The young woman waved her hand and left.

"Bye..." Zhang Yang waved his hand in disappointment.

"What's going on?" Liu Biao suddenly stood up from his chair. He might have felt someone talking next to him in his dream.

"It's okay, just keep sleeping." Zhang Yang said angrily.

"I'm hungry, it's time to eat, hehe." Liu Biao touched his head in embarrassment.

"Well..." In fact, Zhang Yang was already hungry.

…

Finally, what Zhang Yang had been most worried about happened. It was just a breakfast. The two of them actually spent thirty yuan. Although Liu Biao was a wounded soldier, he had an amazing appetite. He ate five braised eggs and ate one.

A bowl of rice noodles and some fried cakes, in Zhang Yang's words, is simply a rice bucket, a pig-headed pig that can waste food.

No, no, not even as good as a pig. Using pig to describe Liu Biao is an insult to pigs. Pigs can also kill meat, but Liu Biao is a excrement-making machine.

Of course, having said that, Zhang Yang himself didn’t eat less.

In fact, Zhang Yang and Liu Biao were both in their early twenties, a time when their bodies were growing, and they were running around all night, so the nutrients their bodies needed were naturally beyond the reach of ordinary people.

"what to do?"

After the two came out of the breakfast restaurant, Liu Biao sighed and glanced at the twenty yuan in Zhang Yang's hand.

"It seems that we have to find a way to make money quickly, otherwise we will be on the front page of the newspaper in the next two days, saying that two college graduates have not found a job and are starving to death on the streets."

Zhang Yang frowned and looked at the twenty yuan in his hand. If he didn't make money now, life would be a problem, so why talk about escaping? You definitely can't stay in this provincial capital for a long time. The best way now is to stay in one place for a while and immediately.

Keep changing places, even if you leave any clues, the other party can't catch up.

“How to make money?”

Liu Biao waved his arm in frustration. What he was best at was extortion. It would be better to kill him if he wanted to use his brain to make money. However, now his best skill has been strictly prohibited by Zhang Yang. Of course, the most important thing is

Unfortunately, his injury hasn't healed yet. As long as Brother Biao recovers from his injury, it won't be easy to make a few small bucks with his horse racing skills...

Thinking of his majestic performance in school, Liu Biao immediately forgot about the scandal of being beaten all over the floor by Lu Fei.

"I have to find a short-term job to earn some living expenses and travel expenses before I leave here."

"By the way, Zhang Yang, you never asked, where are we running to?"

"There is no purpose now. We can't set a purpose for ourselves for the time being, because the men in Maimaiti must be racking their brains to think about where we will run. Then, we must make sure that we ourselves have no purpose. Of course

, we should try to stay as far away from Province H as possible, I believe that their main strength is now in Province H!"

"Then why did you start talking about going to Guangzhou?"

"Well, that must be one of our destinations, because Guangdong Province has the largest migrant population in the country. I think that in that kind of place, various forces must be intertwined. He has Maimaiti.

It’s not that easy for Tongtian to find us. Of course, the most important thing is that wherever we are close to Hong Kong, if Maimaiti’s power is large enough to hunt us across the country, then our only way out is

The only way is to sneak into Hong Kong. Although Hong Kong is China's territory, the environment and system are different, and Maimaiti is a mainlander. It will definitely not be easy to infiltrate his underground forces into Hong Kong."

"Hey, Hong Kong, Hong Kong, it's a great place. I heard that there are so many beauties in Hong Kong that no one wants them..." Liu Biao smiled with a silvery face.

"Boss, Brother Biao, we haven't had enough to eat and wear warm clothes yet. When we do, you can think about your silver desires." Zhang Yang picked up twenty oceans and threw them hard on Liu Biao and said, "Wait for me here.

, I’m going to see if there’s any place to make money.”

"Ah... you don't bring any money?" Liu Biao said, holding twenty dollars.

"Does it make any difference if you wear it or not?" Zhang Yang pursed his lips.

"That's that, that's..." Liu Biao put twenty oceans on himself without courtesy and said: "***, I'm thirsty, I have to buy an ice cream to eat..."

…

"Well, by the way, just stay here and don't move around. If we get separated, we will contact you via QQ. Remember Q?"

"Remember, remember, go ahead. My mother-in-law is more annoying than my mother...ah...my mother...is miserable. I haven't told my mother yet..." Liu Biao suddenly became anxious when he thought of his mother.

"Ahem...How long is the longest time you have been away from home?"

"More than a month..."

"Holy shit, it's been more than a month, and how many days have you been out now? You're gone..." Zhang Yang was furious.

"Hey, I forgot. I've only been out for a few days. It's okay. You can go and do it." Liu Biao looked embarrassed.

One advantage of Zhang Yang and Liu Biao's escape is that no one will care about it. Zhang Yang's parents have been working outside for a long time. Apart from remitting money on Zhang Yang's card, they rarely have contact with them. Of course, they can't contact them even if they want to.

Although Liu Biao is from City C, he is the owner who never returns home for a long time. As time goes by, his parents get used to it. The longest time he has not been home is not more than a month, but three months.

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…

After leaving the park, Zhang Yang began to wander around the streets, trying to find a short-term job. It lasted four hours, and his back ached. If it weren't for the fact that it was not too cold in October, the current situation could be described as being hungry and cold.

By 12 o'clock at noon, he was disappointed, completely disappointed. It could be said that it was impossible to find the kind of short-term job he imagined in the city that could earn living expenses and travel expenses.

At the same time, Zhang Yang thought of a key issue. He had no ID card or diploma. Without these two things, it was almost impossible to find a job, let alone a short-term and profitable job.

tired!

Zhang Yang was sitting on a leisure chair on the street and was so hungry that his eyes were flashing with hunger. The eggs and rice noodles he had eaten in the morning had long been digested and sent to the KFC toilet. When Zhang Yang came out of the KFC toilet, he saw the fragrant and yellow hamburgers.

and French fries, I just wanted to run over and take a bite.

Looking at the endless flow of people on the street, Zhang Yang had never felt so helpless as he did now. Although he was financially strapped when he was studying, he had never worried about food and clothing. Suddenly, Zhang Yang understood his parents' difficulties.

At this moment, Zhang Yang finally understood why his parents had to leave their hometown and leave him to study alone at home.

Everything is for life!

Isn’t a person’s life just for living?

Zhang Yang sighed, among the people coming and going on this street, who is not doing it for a living?

Shockingly, Zhang Yang's eyes suddenly lit up as he looked at the rows of luxuriously decorated facades.

There is a way!
To be continued...