In the huge territory of China, each city of a certain size almost has a grand heritage that has been precipitated over a long period of time, and over time a saying has been brewed: two thousand years of history to see Haojing, a thousand years of history to see Yanjing, a hundred years of history to see Shencheng.

Yanjing, the 800-year-old imperial capital.

Maybe it is not the most developed city in China, maybe it is far inferior to the beauty of Suzhou and Hangzhou, but there is no doubt that it symbolizes supreme power from ancient times to the present, Yang Chen has savored the heritage of this city for two days, and has quite a feeling about it, to borrow the words of the official, this city is a shortcut to the peak of power.

Because of maintenance, Yang Chen failed to climb the ** city tower to experience the pleasure of overlooking all living beings, only dragging Ding Hao, who looked around to see everything novel, hurriedly walked across the Jinshui Bridge, passed through the end gate, and a large number of tourists took pictures of the national flag guard station, and the two men who experienced the real war smoke only glanced at it faintly.

"All the soldiers, what is there to shoot." Ding Hao muttered, a little disdainful, and a little resentful, feeling aggrieved for those comrades-in-arms who were born and died or even sacrificed, a group of soldiers who walked right and raised the flag, why should they enjoy extra attention and honor?

Yang Chen knew what Ding Hao was thinking, and smiled noncommittally.

After the end gate is the noon gate, the entrance of the Forbidden City, Yang Chen, who was frightened by the long queue in front of the ticket window, finally bought two adult tickets from scalpers, and it was convenient to spend dozens of yuan more, Ding Hao wondered, how could there be living space for scalpers in the heavy security at the feet of the Son of Heaven.

When the water is clear, there are no fish.

Under the roots of the imperial city, the water in this pool is deeper and mudier.

Yang Chen, who saw things thoroughly, took Ding Hao and entered the noon gate with the flow of people, and walked around to appreciate the style of the royal land, the majesty of the central axis palace, and the obscurity of the six palaces in the east and west.

Yang Chen didn't feel much comfortable, but he was haunted by the Jingshan under his feet, because it used to have another name, Coal Mountain, an emperor who even many historians say is good or bad, committed suicide here, and the Chinese civilization fell into darkness and humiliation from that moment.

At the top of the mountain.

Yang Chen, who is rarely sentimental, is a little melancholy and emotional.

Most of the men who are a little paranoid and patriotic have beaten their chests on this period of history.

Fortunately, Wu Jie's phone call brought him back to reality, and Lao Wu, who went to do private business, asked him and Ding Hao to meet at the workers' body at night, eat and club, and have a good night.

Yang Chen hung up the phone, and saw that the time should almost move to the side of the workers' body, you must know that the evening rush hour in Beijing is not an ordinary blockage, the two left Jingshan Park, took a taxi to the workers' body, and stopped all the way, and arrived more than ten minutes earlier than the agreed time.

At night, the bar street is brightly lit.

Ding Hao, who came out of the mountains, came to this kind of place for the first time, stopped on the side of the road, looked left and right, and his eyes always touched the girl who was dressed in cool and almost revealing clothes, this kid always hurriedly avoided it, nervous and shy, amusing a few bold and beautiful women, and the deliberate laughter became more and more exciting Ding Hao, and his face was red and his ears were red.

In the bustling flow of people, many girls looked at Yang Chen, this loose camouflage pants with tight camouflage vests and training boots at the cuff of the trousers, the charm of the macho man was fully revealed.

"Handsome guy, can you get to know each other?"

The sweet and greasy voice came from the red Audi A4 in the parking space on Yang Chen's side, and in the window of the falling glass, a mature woman with heavy makeup and charming temperament, who couldn't guess the exact age, stared at Yang Chen with a smile, and the plump lines outlined by the pale pink suspender shirt were particularly provocative, and she smiled and smiled.

may not be a beauty, but it must be a stunner worthy of a man to go to bed and have a good time.

Yang Chen smiled lightly, shook his head and refused, causing many male animals around him to secretly scold him for being stupid, secretly hating that he couldn't switch roles.

The mature woman was stunned for a moment, she didn't expect to be rejected so neatly, and then she pretended to be indifferent and smiled, lowered her head to play with her mobile phone, didn't get out of the car, and seemed to be waiting for someone.

Yang Chen turned around and looked at the other side, calmly, he was going back to his hometown Xinfeng tomorrow, his mind was full of the shadows of his parents and Li Nan, how could he be in the mood to entangle with a strange woman, he was not an unscrupulous animal who met a beautiful woman who hated to overlord and couldn't make a bow, the beauties of the world were picked, that was the life of the male protagonist of YY novels, his life was not a novel, and he didn't think that he had the hero's good fate.

Ding Hao stared stupidly at his comrades-in-arms who were pulling the wind and breaking the cow, was in a daze for a while, and stretched out his thumb with great admiration, Yang Zi is a cow.

I have the skill to kill women in seconds, and I don't have to worry about not being able to marry a daughter-in-law.

Ding Hao was thinking wildly, attracted by the scolding behind him, turned his head, and saw a beautiful girl rushing out of the street restaurant, and a twenty-five or six-year-old young man chased out with a hippie smile.

This kind of drama that happens in bars and nightclubs suddenly appears on the side of the street where people come and go, and most passers-by are caught off guard and surprised.

"Let go, you won't let me call the police again!" The girl was so angry that she wanted to cry.

The young man laughed unbridled twice, and said unscrupulously: "It's delicious, I like you like this, don't be my girlfriend today, you say call the police, it's useless to call the king of heaven." ”

Arrogant enough.

It seems that the 800-year-old emperor is a plaything under the feet of this arrogant animal.

On the bustling side of the street, some people who stopped to watch had just given birth to the slightest impulse to fight, and they were instantly completely shocked by the arrogance of the young man.

It's nice for heroes to save beauty.

But no one wants to taste the taste of being abused.

After all, heroes need strong physical strength to save the United States, and they need strong capital.

Yang Chen frowned, such a man who embarrassed women, he has always despised it, he can bully people wantonly if he is awesome? Bullshit logic, he wants to stand up, the honest Ding Hao has rushed out first, and others only feel that there is a flower in front of him, this kid has taken out the salty hand of the arrogant youth.

"Oops"

The young man let go in pain, grinned and looked at Ding Hao, who didn't seem to be working hard, Ding Hao raised his hand, the young man stumbled back four or five steps, and said angrily: "You dare to meddle in things, there is a kind of killing the master, otherwise the master will kill you today." ”

The young man approached Ding Hao reluctantly, stretched out his hand and patted Ding Hao's cheek, not light or heavy, but full of strong provocation, Yang Chen was worried that Ding Hao would lose control and fight back, in the past two years, they have learned too many killing skills, and they firmly remember the special forces survival rules of killing the enemy with as much one blow as possible.

That's why they are called the Grim Reaper on the battlefield.

If Ding Hao misses, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Yang Chen thought about it, rushed out, dragged Ding Hao away with one hand, grabbed the arrogant young man's collar with the other hand, threw his hand to the side, the young man stumbled and fell back again, probably drank some wine, his feet did not fall upside down, one center of gravity was unstable and fell backwards, and the back of his head coincidentally slammed on the steps of the restaurant.

Disheveled!

The dull sound tore people's hearts.

The arrogant young man convulsed twice, lost his breath, and died without turning a blind eye.

The thing happened too suddenly, and the people who watched the excitement were all stunned, Yang Chen approached to take a look, his face was suddenly solemn, and his heart was extremely bitter, could it be that God teased him again?

"It's none of my business to kill someone, I don't know them"

The girl who was molested was incoherent and panicked, and took out her mobile phone to call the police in order to show her innocence.