For Zhang Yang's kind of looking for clues in some ancient books that have nothing to do with martial arts, the old man can only be said to scoff, of course, he is too lazy to say more about this somewhat obscene guy, from the recent observation, the old man has a basic understanding of Zhang Yang's surname, this seemingly cowardly and obscene child sometimes has amazing stubbornness.

The time is approaching, Zhang Yang's mood began to become anxious, even if he went to the hospital to see Liu Biao, he saw less, and people became more and more silent, in the past few days, he had repeatedly refused Xiao Yiran to ask for math problems.

All his thoughts were on how to mobilize the martial arts clues in his head.

Zhang Yang can be sure that he has a very powerful thinking in his head, and there seems to be a sense in the dark, and as soon as he uses this thinking as he wants, he will open a new door, at least, Zhang Yang has a feeling that his search for martial arts clues in ancient books is influenced by this thinking.

What makes Zhang Yang depressed is that he uses the knowledge in his head very quickly, whether it is mathematics or Chinese, or physics, as long as he wants to know, he can use these thoughts with a little study, and the only thing that makes him unable to use it is martial arts.

This is a truth that Zhang Yang has never been able to understand, since it is all memorized thinking, why can't the knowledge about martial arts be accessed?

At first, Zhang Yang thought that it was his body that restrained the martial arts in his memory, but he immediately rejected it, because, if it was really a physical constraint, then the thinking in his memory should not dominate his crazy reading of ancient books, but should let him exercise......

So far, Zhang Yang has not had the kind of desire to deliberately exercise and make his body stronger!

The reason must be found, otherwise, not to mention that there are only three days left, even if it is thirty days, there is no way for thirty years.

"Uncle Li, help me take a look, I'll go back to school and get some money by the way." Zhang Yang glanced at the scorching sunshine outside, it was noon, and there were generally no people entering or leaving the casino at this time.

"Well, go ahead, remember, there are many things that cannot be forced, and what is yours is always yours ......" The old man who was lying on the chair touching the bullet in his chest sighed, he saw the child's recent anxiety, but he couldn't help it.

"I understand." Zhang Yang nodded.

……

It's already late September, there is a big difference between the temperature in C city and the coast, although the sun is dazzling, but it is not so hot, the upper reaches of the street are full of people, looking at the towering buildings on the commercial street, Zhang Yang feels an inexplicable depression in his heart.

How small is people's ability, although Li Bo is a third-rate killer, but he should be very powerful in C City, he still can't stop the development of society, perhaps, this high-rise building was the same as in the small alley more than ten years ago, but now there is no trace of the past.

If Lieber's wife is still alive, if the land is not developed, will the two of them already live happily?

The vicissitudes of life, the wheel of history naturally has its laws of development, not so many ifs, in this bustling city, no one will notice that the removal of a building will create one tragedy after another.

Ay......

Zhang Yang sighed and walked into a bank, he had already run out of food after inviting Xiao Yiran to dinner, if he hadn't followed the old man to eat, he would have starved to death, although he had food to eat, but he always felt bad when he had no money.

"Trouble, take Wu Baiyuan." Finally, Zhang Yang waited in line for at least twenty minutes before it was his turn, and there were many windows opened in the bank, but there were always only a few jobs.

Zhang Yang has a habit of being able to resolutely use a bank card in the case of withdrawing money with a passbook, because, decades ago, there was a person who used a bank card to withdraw money and went to prison, it is said that the ATM suddenly inexplicably can withdraw money without limits, as a result, the person couldn't help but be tempted to withdraw hundreds of thousands more, and was sentenced to life, Zhang Yang did not think that he had such a strong willpower to resist that huge temptation, so Zhang Yang tried to avoid withdrawing money with a card.

Of course, there is one of the most important reasons, he once took out a hundred yuan counterfeit bill when he withdrew money from the ATM, because he didn't find it at the time, he could only admit that he was unlucky, so he swore that he would resolutely resist the ATM and resolutely queue up to use the passbook.

"Is there a card?" The woman frowned and glanced at the long line behind her.

"Yes."

"There's an ATM outside, take it with a card." The woman threw the passbook out.

"I like to use a passbook, what's up?" Zhang Yang was suddenly furious, and after queuing for more than 20 minutes, he still ended up with a choice of using an ATM, of course, the most important thing is that the woman's attitude made Zhang Yang very unhappy.

The woman was stunned for a moment, as if she was not in the mood to quarrel with Zhang Yang, and motioned for Zhang Yang to hand over the passbook.

The passbook progresses to the window, and it may be that this woman in her thirties has been dealing with customers at the grassroots level for a long time, and her face is as blank as a zombie, and she begins to work in front of the computer.

Zhang Yang enters the password at the password input......

Suddenly, the blank-faced woman raised her head and stood up suddenly, looking at her face in surprise and full of incredulity.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Zhang, please wait a moment." The woman was a little nervous, cautiously glanced at Zhang Yang, and after getting Zhang Yang's nod and approval, she immediately picked up the phone next to her to dial, Zhang Yang was a little puzzled, and didn't understand what was going on, of course, Zhang Yang was not afraid, the so-called people are not afraid of crooked shadows, besides, his passbook is the 1,000 yuan that his mother puts on the account every month, and he has been crazy to buy books recently, and there is not much left.

After the woman called, he immediately called another woman to help him with the business, but he walked out of the window.

"Mr. Zhang, our president asks you to wait in the VIP room for a while, he will be there soon!"

"What's the matter? I'll be waiting here! Zhang Yang was a little impatient, is it so troublesome to take 500 yuan to find the president?

"Okay, then sit down here first." The woman poured a glass of water for Zhang Yang with a courteous face.

Soon, a pot-bellied, fifty-year-old man ran down a staircase next to him, with a sweaty face, a very nervous, excited and excited expression...... [Sigh, the recommendation ticket has not been able to go up]