1. Adventures in the Fog Fog, thick astonishingly. The endless street lamps, the splendid harbor, and the Chonglou mansions are all gone.It was as if they were cast by a legendary magic master and all of them were moved away at once. Yang Zhiyuan gently shook the wine glass in his hand, the small ice cubes collided and made a tinkling sound, which seemed so incongruous compared with the whistling sirens in the harbor, coupled with the music behind him, He frowned thickly, just looking at the gray fog. He was standing on a large balcony facing the sea, the house was halfway up the mountain, and jazz music was playing in the living room.Yang Zhiyuan himself didn't understand, how could he be so impulsive, and came to this kind of social reception that he was most unaccustomed to.All people, with such affected movements, seem to be polite, but God knows what was going on in the mind of that gentleman when he bowed to that lady!

Yang Zhiyuan turned his head slightly, and he saw two young people, a man and a woman, standing side by side at the other corner of the balcony.The woman is leaning against the man, her posture is very intimate. The man has the physique of an athlete, with a face that looks down on people too much. That kind of face makes people feel that this person is disgusting.If it wasn't for this reason, Yang Zhiyuan would have approached the young lady to ask a few questions that had been circling in his mind for an entire hour.However, that annoying guy refused to leave that young lady for a moment!

Yang Zhiyuan said that she was a girl just to follow the girl, which is not wrong, especially at Yang Zhiyuan's age.Yang Zhiyuan is forty-six years old.But she was no more than twenty years old.Is it exactly seventeen?This is the question that Yang Zhiyuan wants to determine in his heart. Yang Zhiyuan is definitely not a pervert. Over the years, he has won a considerable amount of property in stock trading. In addition, his knowledge and cultivation, elegant demeanor, many women have the intention of recommending themselves, but Yang Zhiyuan still Be a bachelor. He never set foot in the party, and he didn't even watch the movie starring Brigitte Bardot, but tonight, he came to this reception inexplicably because of the girl in the rose red evening dress.Things are a little strange.

In the evening, he took a walk on that secluded road as usual. There was a small waterfall beside the road. He liked to listen to the sound of the gurgling water.Although the fog was very thick today, he could still find the location of the small waterfall with his eyes closed. As usual, he closed his eyes and prepared to listen carefully to the sound of the gurgling water, so as to use the sound of water to bring him When going to the distant memory, suddenly, his eyes widened and he jumped up. He heard a burst of laughter that couldn't be more wonderful! Anyone who is familiar with Yang Zhiyuan knows that it is impossible to attract his attention with a beautiful woman's laughter, and he will not look at any number of beauties who claim to be peerless in front of him. Take a look!But this time, he was really attracted by the laughter.

He almost suspects that he is suffering from mental dislocation: what is imagined has become a fact, such an elusive fact, the result is still an illusion, this is the sorrow of patients with mental dislocation. He tried his best to look into the dense fog, and the dense fog drifted in front of him. Suddenly, a group of delicate rose red appeared in the dead gray fog.Yang Zhiyuan rubbed his eyes, it was not bad at all, a delicate rose red, wrapped in a slender ketone body. This is not a fantasy, it is a fact! The slender figure made of rose red moved forward slowly, and Yang Zhiyuan followed her involuntarily. After crossing the road, he heard the sound of the iron gate closing. The rose red figure stepped into an iron gate. Yang Zhiyuan looked up at the gate, beside the iron gate was hung the word Huang Zhai, and behind the iron gate was a beautiful garden house.

Yang Zhiyuan approached again, the iron door suddenly opened again, the waiter bent over and said: Sir, please come in! Yang Zhiyuan couldn't help being stunned, but he still walked in and walked up the stone steps. He didn't realize that he had broken into someone's reception until he heard a woman's scream, and the woman's scream attracted Many people, Yang Zhiyuan felt surprisingly embarrassed, he looked up and wanted to explain something, but when he looked up, he saw the rose-red body, and even saw her face clearly. He froze. That oval-shaped face, that slightly sharp but even more desolate chin, that straight nose and watery eyes, that ivory-like skin

There were already many angry voices around: who are you?Who is this man?Throw him out! Yang Zhiyuan's eyes still stayed on that face until the master lined up the crowd and shouted: Brother Zhiyuan!Oh it's you!Only then did Yang Zhiyuan wake up, and standing in front of him was a fat man with such an ordinary face that Yang Zhiyuan couldn't remember his name. Brother Zhiyuan!Fatty is very familiar, what kind of wind brought you here today?I'll treat you alone, what about your girlfriend? Yang Zhiyuan agreed a few times, trying his best to think of the fat man's name.The guests who gathered around saw that the unexpected guest and the host were acquaintances, and they all dispersed.

Sit whatever you want, sit whatever you want, Brother Zhiyuan, you are welcome!As the fat man said, he walked away. Immediately, several people came to ask him about Yang Zhiyuan's background. After the fat man heard that Yang Zhiyuan was the agent of a foreign stock company here, they suddenly seemed to be interested in him. They became intimate, and even the smile seemed so sweet. Yang Zhiyuan took the wine glass from the waiter, walked through the crowd, looking for the rose-red girl, and came to the balcony. There, he found that the object he was looking for was with that disgusting young man.

He shook the wine glass slightly, and tried to move forward several times, but ended up standing still. The music stopped and started again. Yang Zhiyuan watched the man and woman walk into the living room side by side, and he also moved and followed.The man came up to the fat man with his chest out and his belly protruding, he raised his thumb, pointed at Yang Zhiyuan, and asked in a voice that anyone could hear: Huang Weng, who is that? The fat man snorted, raised his head, and waved to Yang Zhiyuan.Yang Zhiyuan walked over immediately. He didn't walk over because of the fat man's beckoning, but because of the rosy girl who was standing with the fat man.

Brother Zhiyuan, let me introduce you.The fat man pointed at the young man, this is President Lin's son and a famous sportsman, Mr. Lin Wenjin, this is Mr. Yang Zhiyuan, our old friend in the mall! The last sentence touched Yang Zhiyuan's memory.We are old friends in the mall, this is exactly the catchphrase of that fat man, his name is Huang Fushan, he is the director of several companies and foreign firms, and his titles are too numerous to count!Yang Zhiyuan glanced at the rose-red girl, and took the opportunity to ask: Huang Weng, miss, you haven't introduced yet! Lin Wenjin's face was slightly sullen, but the girl was very generous: Alice Chen.

Yang Zhiyuan couldn't help being disappointed for a while, but he still asked: Is Miss Chen's residence Shui Lingling's big eyes closed down, and his long black eyelashes trembled slightly. Yang Zhiyuan almost wanted to hold Alice Chen tightly in his arms, but of course he didn't do that. Wenzhou, Zhejiang.The pleasant voice replied. oh!Yang Zhiyuan noticed that Lin Wenjin's anger deepened, he tried his best to hide his disappointment, and said: You speak the local dialect really well! Alice raised her eyebrows.Is it?Yang Zhiyuan felt that there was still a question that had not been asked in her big watery eyes: Since I can speak the local dialect so well, why do you still ask me where I am from?Yang Zhiyuan felt a little embarrassed, he wanted to leave here earlier, so that he could think about the past quietly by himself. When the music sounded, he bid farewell to his master and stepped out of the luxurious iron gate. His whole body was immersed in the thick fog, and he walked slowly forward. Gradually, his steps became slower and slower. He seemed to have returned to seventeen years ago. It was also the same foggy day, but it was in the largest city in the south of the Yangtze River. Just as his thought was getting closer and closer to the past, he suddenly pulled it back. He heard the rattling of leather shoes behind him, constantly ringing. Judging from his past work experience, there were two people following him, the distance between them was not more than five or six feet. Those two people may be tall and big men, because the footsteps were particularly heavy. Kidnap?This thought immediately flashed through Yang Zhiyuan's mind, but then he couldn't help laughing. There are countless multi-millionaires on this small island. How can a hero in the world think of him? He quickened his pace, and the clucking sound behind him also quickened. Yang Zhiyuan came to a street lamp and turned his head, but the thick night fog made him unable to see clearly what was three feet behind him, so he stopped suddenly. With two clucks, two tall men in plaid jackets rushed out of the thick fog and stood still in front of him. Yang Zhiyuan immediately leaned against the lamppost to deal with two people alone. If you don't rely on things on your back, you will be attacked by your back. This is the most common sense. He looked at them motionlessly, he hadn't fought with anyone for twenty years, and the judo and wrestling kung fu he had learned before probably hadn't completely given up. The big man on the left, with his hands in his trouser pockets, struck at his waist Yang Zhiyuan had already made a decision in his heart, and as soon as the two big men took another step forward, he would immediately strike. But the two big men stopped two steps in front of him, one just took a step to the side, and the other asked him: Yang Zhiyuan? Yang Zhiyuan nodded.What's the matter? The big man chuckled twice, shrugged his shoulders, his hands were still in his trouser pockets, Yang Zhiyuan subconsciously glanced at his trouser pockets, he couldn't help being slightly startled: there was a tube protruding from his trouser pockets, a gun! Jerry Yang, we know what you used to do.The big man lowered his voice, if you meddle in other people's business, you will only ask for trouble, understand?Raising his hand, a small pistol with blue light was revealed in front of Yang Zhiyuan, and he quickly retracted it. The fog in Yang Zhiyuan's mind was thicker than the actual fog. What you used to do, we know.This shows that the two big men in front of me are nothing more than young men in a huge thief party organization, and if a thief party organization can really know its own past, then it is conceivable that this organization is not simple . What do you mean by meddling?Yang Zhiyuan, who had just come out of Huang Fushan's house and broke in by accident, immediately thought: The thieves are going to attack Huang Fushan's house! He leaned down a few inches along the light pole, took advantage of this unnoticed movement, and stretched his feet forward half a foot, and replied: Mind your own business?What is this nonsense?My surname Yang is the least nosy! That's it!The big man nodded in satisfaction, then turned around and asked: Do you want to give him a taste? No need, head on the other side, the elder brother ordered, just warn him! The big man snorted again and turned around. The moment he turned around, Yang Zhiyuan's body suddenly slid down the light pole. He was already leaning, but when he slipped, he fell to the ground, only his upper body was supported by his elbows, his legs stretched behind the big man's legs, and he crossed and stumbled. When he performed this style, he seemed to have regained the spirit he had when he won the fifth-dan judo title when he was young. The big man let out a scream and fell heavily to the ground.The other big man charged straight over, but Yang Zhiyuan just jumped up and punched his chin, knocking the other big man back a few steps. At this moment, several shocks suddenly sounded in Huang Fushan's house. cry. Yang Zhiyuan immediately realized that something had happened in the yellow house, and the figure of the girl in the rose red evening dress floated in front of his eyes again. Don't let her be surprised!Yang Zhiyuan kicked away the big man who fell on the ground, and ran towards the yellow house. When he reached the iron gate, he saw the lights were dark and the voices were silent. When he landed, two people jumped out of the slanting stab, one on each side, and tightly clamped his arms. Yang Zhiyuan struggled hard, but he didn't break free, he was punched heavily in the stomach, Yang Zhiyuan groaned, and his body bent down.He knew that the two people holding him were also masters in judo, because they made him unable to struggle at all. As soon as he bent down, he was punched heavily on the jaw again, gold stars burst out in front of his eyes, before he could yell out, he was hit on the head again by a heavy object, and passed out.