The sky in September is very blue, high and vast, the moment Chen Wangzhong opened his eyes, the first thing he thought of lying on the high mountain ridge in Zhangjialing Village, with one hand on his head, a dog's tail grass in his mouth, looking up at the blue sky freely, and a few white sheep bleating and grazing not far away.

His eyes were a little sour, and he had just seen the glare of Mingguang after being blinded for a long time, and he reacted for a while, and when he looked around, countless high-rise buildings were under his feet, and the sky above his head was so high and so far, in this picture he had seen for the first time since he entered the city, the only difference was that there was a person standing not far away.

I couldn't see his appearance clearly, only a fairly majestic back, wearing a bowled hat, and a suit that didn't tell what a well-known brand was.

I don't know where this is, but I'm sure that he is standing on the top floor of one of the tallest buildings in Donghai City at this time.

The body is not tied, and the hands are free, the terrifying scene in the movie that came to the rooftop and threw people down just flashed in Chen Wangzhong's mind, if you want to throw him down, you have already done it just now, why wait until now.

Besides, what kind of energy does he have as a little fart who came out of the northwest mountains, and how can He De let this kind of rich man who owns dozens of luxury cars that no one else can buy in a lifetime kill himself so excitedly.

After thinking about it, I was not so afraid and tried to speak, but I really didn't know what to say to this man with his back to him?

"Hey, hello." That's a bit of a stunner and too childish.

"What are you doing? Who are you? "This kind of straightforward words are not suitable for the current Chen Wangzhong.

"If you have a fart, let it go, you are a dead man, I don't have that time." At this moment, even if Chen Wangzhong wanted to pretend to be domineering, he couldn't pretend to be there, so he could only think about it in his heart.

……

The words that could be thought of were all turned around in his heart, and he was still silent.

Finally, the man turned around and stared at him.

Chen Wangzhong saw an ordinary face that was not too old, nor was it pretending to be a superior temperament, but this kind of ordinariness was only exclusive to the old man in front of him, and it was probably very awkward when placed on other people.

"Any idea where this is?" The old man asked Chen Wangzhong, the wrinkles and age spots on his face were not too exaggerated old man, and his eyes still looked very bright, which naturally made people think that such a gaze could give insight into the thoughts of the hairy boy who did not have any city government.

Chen Wangzhong said truthfully: "The roof of the building. ”

"What's down there?"

"High-rise buildings, cars, people."

"What's on top of your head?"

"Sky."

One question and one answer, I don't know what this old man means by asking so many questions one after another, invisibly, the old man's faint tone, and his calm face without a trace of waves, made Chen Wangzhong answer like a magic and mechanical one, without thinking at all.

"Come here." The two were two or three meters apart, and the old man beckoned to Chen Wangzhong.

Without thinking too much, he walked over with steps, habitually keeping a considerable distance from the old man.

The old man didn't dwell on this detail, and his deep voice was a little natural and seductive: "Look at the people below who are different from you?" ”

Chen Wangzhong did not answer this question immediately, but was surprised that this old man stood on the top floor of a building with more than 100 floors, even though there was a guardrail at the front, he was timid and afraid of heights, especially the elderly, standing here and looking down, I am afraid that he would be dizzy, but he could still talk and laugh without changing his face, which was the first detail that Chen Wangzhong noticed.

Looking at the black dots on the road below, Chen Wangzhong replied unconventionally: "No." ”

He was tempted to ask who the hell were you, and what were you trying to do with all these inexplicable words? Accustomed to fighting against prey in the mountains and competing for endurance, Chen Wangzhong was not afraid that this old man would continue inexplicably.

The old man Gu Jing Bubo's face did not react, and he still looked ahead: "Of course there is, but you can't see it now, your location determines your vision." Of course, you can say that you don't have that, because you are an ant like them, and your fate is in the hands of others. ”

Nineteen-year-old Chen Wangzhong didn't think about the somewhat lofty question of fate, and he didn't know much about the old man's words, and he wondered what the old man wanted to do from the beginning, and now he was even more confused.

Chen Wangzhong didn't speak, and the old man seemed to be very satisfied: "500,000 almost killed you and forced you to a dead end, this is the reality, this is the biggest difference between you and me, do you know why?" ”

Chen Wangzhong shook his head, not knowing how to answer.

The old man did not hesitate: "Because I used Wu Shiwan to force you to a dead end, and I also got you out of the police station." ”

Chen Wangzhong listened to the clouds and mountains covered by the heavenly book, no matter how he thought about it, he felt a little funny, an old man who had never met before, used 500,000 to force himself to a dead end, and finally had to fish himself out of the police station, this old man didn't look like he had Alzheimer's as unreasonable.

Chen Wangzhong didn't speak, his hand propped up the guardrail in front of him, and he seemed to look at the beautiful scenery that he could see standing here, the whole city was under his feet, and the feeling when he climbed to the top of the highest mountain in Zhangjialing Village was completely different, where he was free and easy to see the mountains, and here was a young man who was nearly twenty years old, with excitement in his chest and the indignation that wanted to shout.

"Do you know why I'm doing this?" It seemed that the old man knew that Chen Wangzhong would not answer, and he didn't expect him to answer, so he continued: "Do you want to know the mystery of your life experience, who are your parents?" Where was your home more than ten years ago? ”

The sudden change, like listening to a beautiful violin music in a quiet place, waiting to know what the girl who played looked like, the music suddenly changed, and a loud horn sounded, and Chen Wangzhong was at a loss, and instinctively looked at the old man not far away. "You...... Do you really know these things? ”

The old man did not hesitate, and replied very simply: "I know, but I won't tell you, at least not now, it's useless to tell you, I can throw you off the balcony now, and after you know all this, the person you have to face, pinch you to death, as easy as an ant, is it useful to tell you?" The old man finally turned his head to look at Chen Wangzhong.

The old man's words made Chen Wangzhong's idea of wanting to know all this take over in his senses, yes, what's the use of knowing? He is an ordinary ant, anyone can step on it to death, no matter how tenacious he is, holding his head high, the difference is only that the other party steps on a few more feet and dies slowly.

The old man's understated face, after a fleeting moment, returned to the ancient expression: "This is the truth I spent 500,000 yuan to tell you, in this society, only successful superiors can control the fate of others, and the rest are all ants." After saying the last sentence, the old man turned sideways to face Chen Wangzhong, and called out his name for the first time: "Chen Wangzhong, three years, I will give you three years, if after three years, you can stand here and say in high spirits, I can control a city, I will tell you that you want to know everything, and only then is the best time for you to know all this." ”

Without patting his shoulder, let alone pretending to make a gesture of comfort, and without even a look, the old man didn't wait for Chen Wangzhong to react, and turned to leave.

Chen Wangzhong, who stood in place, the words three years, seductive, confusing and evil filled his head, three years, after three years, he can really stand here and say I can control the fate of others and be a successful superior?

No one could answer his question, and he had long forgotten to ask who this old man was.

Maybe he didn't know that in Chang'an, one of the top ten ancient capitals of China, there was a legendary name, Lu Jianqiu, known as "Cao Badou".

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