Chapter 2 The Coming War
He thought, his hand moving faster. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć info For people like Zhang Shu who look at others as superior, he has always been jealous. Now, when he has the opportunity to teach such a person, as long as he thinks about it, he feels happy, no less than the ups and downs of Xiaocui in Tianxiang Building.
Thinking about it, his eyes unconsciously became a little more hideous.
Zhang Shu looked at the person in front of him, with that hideous appearance, he couldn't help frowning, and said with a sigh in a chanting-like way, "I don't want to pay attention to a small role like you, why bother with each other?"
As he spoke, he leaned forward and slammed into the man's outstretched hand.
With a "click", the man's hand had taken on a distorted angle, and the five fingers had been bent to an exaggerated look.
The man was stunned for a long time, and then he looked at his hand in disbelief, looked at the bubbling blood, and couldn't help but scream.
The people in the whole carriage have already turned their attention to the two of them, the conflict between Zhang Shu and that person, everyone is in their eyes, but everyone is happy to see it, the journey is already dull, and now, it is a good fun.
But when he saw Zhang Shu, who was like a thin scholar, hit his body, he turned that person's hand into a person who didn't look like a human, and he couldn't help but be silent one by one, for fear of getting into trouble.
That scholar-like person looks very kind, but judging from his shots, he is a ruthless character, and they will never dare to provoke him. Even if there are many people in the carriage, they are all silent, they don't want to work hard for someone who doesn't want to do it, and people who don't know the depths.
In the midst of such silence, the man's miserable howl was particularly harsh.
Finally, someone couldn't help it and walked over.
The man walked in front of Zhang Shu, first glanced at Zhang Shu, who looked indifferent, and continued to open the car window, and began to talk, "But the people of the Zhang family in Huizhou are now in Xiatian Hanxian, this is polite!"
"Tian Hanxian?"
Zhang Shu's tone was slightly surprised. He didn't expect to meet an acquaintance here.
Zhang Shu didn't know this acquaintance, but he had heard this name many times. Tian Shouxian himself is quite famous, and his uncle Yi Xiang is even better friends with the old man of their Zhang family.
Thinking of this, Zhang Shu didn't dare to slack off, bowed his hand, and said: "It turned out that it was Brother Tian Hanxian in person, and Zhang Shu of She County was polite!"
Tian Hanxian couldn't help laughing when he heard Zhang Shu say his name, and after patting Zhang Shu on the shoulder, he turned around and helped the man on the ground bandage him. At the same time, Tian Hanxian also said: "You, the shot is too heavy, a good man, just like that." ā
Zhang Shu watched from the sidelines, silent. Neither support nor refute, in Zhang Shu's feelings, when that person made a move, the malice in his heart made him almost unable to suppress the degree of killing intent in his heart, and the shot was only to such an extent, in Zhang Shu's opinion, he was already keeping his hand.
And just now, Tian Hanxian's closeness made Zhang Shu a little baffled, he and Tian Hanxian have not had a personal relationship and have not gotten better to that extent, so is there any refuge in his heart.
Only friends have the possibility of making Zhang Shu speak, and the others will pass his fist first.
Immediately, Tian Hanxian had already bandaged the man, stopped the bleeding and straightened the bones, and sprinkled some special gold sore medicine in one go.
After the man was bandaged, he did not dare to stay longer, but left here with his head bowed and hatred.
Zhang Shu's six senses are very strong, and that person's emotions can't be hidden from him. Feeling that unforgettable hatred, he couldn't help but feel a touch of killing intent.
At this moment, Tian Hanxian, who let the man leave, was in front of Zhang Shu.
Zhang Shu's eyes couldn't help but flicker a few times, but he didn't make a move after all, just looked at Tian Hanxian and said in a deep voice, "You owe me an explanation!"
The words were very plain, but they made Tian Hanxian frown. But he felt the killing intent in this sentence at the same time.
Even if he has a relationship with Zhang Shu, if there is no answer, Zhang Shu will make a move.
After Tian Hanxian hesitated for a moment, under Zhang Shu's increasingly sharp eyes, he looked at the long box on Zhang Shu's back, and he didn't know when it fell into his hands, so he had to say with a wry smile, "Little Brother Zhang's murderous spirit is really heavy, so I can't stand it anymore." ā
With a wry smile, seeing that Zhang Shu tightened the wooden box in his hand, he remembered what his uncle Yi Xiang said about Zhang Shu's evaluation, knowing Zhang Shu's temperament, he didn't mind, but he couldn't help but say with some embarrassment, "He is a Chinese, in the next few days, there may be a place where they are needed, and we must unite all the forces that can be united." ā
There are some things that don't need to be said too thoroughly.
Zhang Shu can know through memory that there is a world-class war, and it is not surprising that the wise man here can count it as a big war, and it is not surprising that Shenzhou has never been peaceful over the years, and foreign enemies have also peeped into it, so it is only right to anticipate it.
According to Tian Hanxian's words, Zhang Shu keenly felt that those bigwigs had already begun some preparations.
However, these are not things for him to worry about for the time being, and the environment here is not suitable for talking, Zhang Shu just nodded and signaled that he would not pursue it again. Zhang Shu could feel that what Tian Hanxian said was true, and it was all from his own sincerity.
Zhang Shu felt that Tian Hanxian was a fist for the people, and he was somewhat admired in his heart, and naturally he would not take that person's affairs to heart anymore, he was just a wasted person.
At the same time, he was also quite dissatisfied with Tian Hanxian's statement, some people are Chinese, they are Han people, and they can also count their ancestors and forget the classics, and there are many such people.
At that moment, he sat back and looked at the scenery whistling by outside the window.
Zhang Shu no longer paid attention to Tian Hanxian, but Tian Hanxian sat opposite Zhang Shu reluctantly.
He kept looking at Zhang Shu with a strange smile at this time.
Zhang Shu couldn't help but feel a little furious in his heart, this Tian Hanxian wouldn't have any special love, right?
When Zhang Shu, who was uncomfortable under that gaze, finally couldn't help but speak, Tian Hanxian spoke first, "In Xia Bucai, from this year onwards, he will be added to the position of director of the literature department of the Modu Academy of Arts." ā
"Hmm!"
When Zhang Shu heard this, after all, he turned his head and looked at this Tian Hanxian carefully. He really didn't expect that this rotten good person in front of him was actually the director of the liberal arts department of the school he was going to attend.
In this way, Tian Hanxian and him, in addition to the not far away world friend, have another layer of relationship.
Tian Hanxian has a pair of Western glasses on his eyes, a warm smile on his face, his hair is meticulously groomed, and his clothes are neat, giving people the first impression that this person is reliable.
In the face of such a person, there are very few people who have a bad feeling in their hearts, and Zhang Shu will naturally not give birth to disgust.
On the contrary, because of the relationship with Tian Hanxian, the natural closeness was brought into play after carefully looking at the other party and feeling that the other party was a person who could have a deep friendship.
And Zhang Shu and Tian Hanxian have the same short hair, neat clothes, and although they are indifferent to each other, they all have a kind of persistence, which is enough to make people feel good.
Zhang Shu didn't have the previous indifference, and the smile on Tian Hanxian's face was a little more sincere.