"Ah Fu, come here!"

Hearing the old man's angry shout, Ah Fu's whole body was shaken. He keenly felt that a profound change had taken place in the old man. As for what exactly this change is, it is unclear.

Pushing open the door of the study, Ah Fu saw the old man. The same white hair, the same burlap bag-like old face.

It didn't seem to have changed much in appearance, but Ah Fu obviously felt that the old man was indeed different.

This difference lies in the "spirit".

Kong Ying Dayun: "Divine energy is the spirit of the gods. ”

The old man's demeanor is "completely" different.

In the past, he had a stern gaze, and he often looked indignant, as if everyone in the world owed him a debt, and they were all sorry for him.

Not now, the old man's demeanor became confident, calm, and satisfied, as if he was ready to send a bright smile at any time.

"Ah Fu, call someone to sweep up the debris on the ground. ”

...... on Earth Scraps?

Ah Fu looked down and let out an exclamation: "Oh my God, what's going on, where is the desk?"

In this study, in the place where the desk was originally placed, there was only a mess of scraps, and the desk that had been bought for hundreds of thousands of dollars was gone.

"Don't make a fuss, this pile of scrap is the desk. ”

"That's what it is...... Desk?" Ah Fu felt incredulous: "How could the desk be broken like this?"

"Hmm...... It's a matter of quality. ”

"The problem of quality?" Ah Fu exclaimed, "This is a world-famous brand." How can there be a quality problem?"

"Foreign goods are not reliable. Chen Yang said: "Buy domestic products in the future." ”

"Foreign goods...... Still unreliable?" Ah Fu said: "Old man, you can spare me." How the hell did this desk crumble like this?"

The old man has always been kind to him, and he couldn't help but ask more.

"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask. Remember, there is no other reason than a quality issue. ”

"Okay, got it. Quality issues. Ah Fu came back to his senses. He is just a housekeeper in the house, what the old man said he would do, and what he still questioned?

Ah Fu is a housekeeper anyway, and it is not his turn to do this cleaning, so someone came over to clean up the pieces.

"Old man, what brand did you buy for the new desk?"

"Anything goes, just domestic products. ”

"Okay. ”

Ah Fu turned around and was about to go out, Chen Yang said, "Ah Fu, I want to go out for a while." ”

"Are you going out at this time? The young master's banquet is almost ready. Let's eat and go out. ”

"I have something urgent, I can't wait, you give me a bank card of 1 million. ”

"Then I'll give the driver a shout and ask him to drive you out. ”

"No, I'm close to where I go. ”

"I asked Yuan Shanshan to accompany you. ”

"No, I don't. Bring your bank card. ”

After a few months in a 90-year-old shell, this feeling of being imprisoned is beyond the imagination of ordinary people, and it is much more uncomfortable than being in prison. Chen Yang now wants to go outside with his 34-year-old body to take a breath, walk around, take a look, appreciate the customs of this different world, and relax himself.

"Okay. Ah Fu didn't dare to disobey, and quickly brought a bank card.

Chen Yang took it and put it in his pocket, and then walked out of the study.

Ah Fu looked at Chen Yang's back and was stunned: Is this an old man? How can he walk with a tiger and a tiger, and be more energetic than a young man?

Chen Yang was wearing a windbreaker with a hat. He pulled his hat to the top of his head, covered his head, and then pulled it down to cover half of his face, then lowered his head and walked away, and after a while, he left the Chen Mansion.

Outside is the main road, and cars come and go at a very fast speed.

Chen Yang walked on the sidewalk, thinking in his heart, and as he walked, he turned himself back to the appearance of a 34-year-old. Then he pulled his hat back, revealing his whole face, and looked at the world in front of him with a smile.

It's really a heart that moves with the environment, and everything in front of me is so beautiful. The world is real, and so is my youthful face. Everything is down-to-earth and reassuring.

"Drip ...... The sound of a horn sounded behind ...... drip ".

Looking back, it was a taxi.

"Sir, do you need a taxi?" asked the master by rolling down the window.

Walking alone on this cold day, I can't complain that the master asks you if you need a taxi.

Chen Yang had never taken a taxi until now, so he said, "Okay, send me to Jintai Mall." ”

He wanted to go there and buy some clothes, but the clothes on his body were too tight and uncomfortable to wear.

The taxi stopped.

It's a three-way intersection, and it's not supposed to be a parking area, but taxi drivers are always on call in order to make a few more trips.

As soon as Chen Yang got into the car and fastened his seat belt, he heard a loud "bang", and a car crashed into it, and the front of the car was facing the passenger cab where Chen Yang was sitting.

He just stretched out his left hand in front of him, but before he could react otherwise, Chen Yang fainted.

When he woke up, he was in the hospital, and two policemen were watching over him.

"Awake?"

"Wake up. Chen Yang subconsciously replied, feeling that the attitude of the two policemen was very unfriendly. There was a car accident and they were victims themselves, why did they look like they were interrogating criminals?

"We asked the doctor and your injuries were not serious, but a minor concussion, and then some abrasions on both legs. The taxi driver was miserable, his spine was broken, and it seemed that he could only spend the rest of his life in bed. The front of the car shattered, and the driver fell out of the car for a long time, wiping half of his face off. It's also strange that a big truck can't hit a taxi, which is really evil. ”

Chen Yang stretched out his left hand and looked at it, there was not even a little oily skin bruised, no wonder it was called "magical left hand".

"Is the driver of the car dead?"

"Half of the face is left, do you say it's dead?"

Chen Yang was a little sad, but he still said: "I'm sad when people die, but what does this have to do with me? I'm just a passenger, and I'm also a victim." ”

"No one said you had anything to do with the death of the driver of the car that caused the accident. ”

Chen Yang breathed a sigh of relief: "Then why are you interrogating me like a prisoner?"

"Because of something else. ”

"What's the matter?"

"Don't you know what?"

"How do I know?"

"If no one knows, he must not do it. It is impossible to escape from sin. ”

Chen Yang was confused: "Can you make it clear, which crime did I commit?"

"Don't pretend to be confused!"

Chen Yang couldn't cry or laugh: "I'm not pretending to be confused, I'm really confused." What the hell is wrong with me?"

"Where did you get your clothes?" asked a police officer.

The clothes they took off were placed on a cabinet next to the bed.

"And this card. Another policeman pulled out a bank card.

This was naturally searched from Chen Yang's body.

A cold air only penetrated into Chen Yang's heart, and he knew that he was in big trouble.

In the eyes of the police, he may well have become the murderer of "himself". If there is one more 34-year-old Chen Yang in this world, there will inevitably be one less 90-year-old Chen Yang. How can he explain it?