Hangzhou, half of the city landscape.

The beauty is not only the West Lake, the southwest of the city is stacked with mountains, hiding too many tourists have not appreciated the scenery, Yang Chen rents a farmhouse, just in the Lingyin Resort in the mountains, the scenery is pleasant.

The smoke willow paints the bridge, the wind curtain is green, and the cloud trees surround the embankment sand.

The mountain temple water moon, ten miles of lotus, drunk listening to the flute and drums.

Every time Yang Chen rides a bicycle home, he feels comfortable in the picture scroll depicted in the poems, and the heaviness infected by the Yue Temple gradually dissipates, riding all the way, going deep into the hinterland of the mountains and rivers of the city, as if completely out of the hustle and bustle of the city, the farmhouse buildings, chic inns, and specialty restaurants on both sides of the road, under the cover of lush trees, have a little bit of artistic conception that still hugs the pipa and half covers the face, which arouses the curiosity of tourists.

Behind the large tea garden next to the Lingyin branch road, there are more than a dozen farmhouse buildings, like villas, neat and elegant, and in the small courtyard in front of one of the buildings, someone plays mahjong, which is Uncle Liu's house rented by Yang Chen.

Uncle Liu's eldest son's family settled in Shanghai, and the youngest daughter studied in the United States for a doctorate, and has obtained a green card, rarely coming back, so the old couple rented out the extra room in the three-story building, and called friends to play mahjong when they had nothing to do, and lived a leisurely and peaceful life.

"Uncle" Yang Chen pushed the bicycle into the small courtyard, greeted Uncle Liu who touched mahjong, the kind old man smiled and nodded, and then concentrated on touching the cards in his hand.

Yang Chen put away the bicycle and went upstairs, renting a room on the third floor, with a terrace, a separate bathroom, air conditioning, TV, and computers.

The terrace can be used as both a kitchen and a restaurant, Yang Chen cooks a meal almost every day, and his cooking skills are not bad, and the meals he has made in the past six months have become more and more delicious.

Yang Chen came back to take a shower first, in the Jiangnan area, the humidity was heavy, and he sweated all over his body after a little exercise, and he took a shower twice a day, barely keeping it fresh.

After taking a shower and washing a few dirty clothes, Yang Chen came out of the bathroom, turned on the computer, browsed the web absentmindedly, and pondered what to eat at night.

The abrupt ringing of his cell phone disrupted his train of thought.

Brother Liang called, he thought there was something, and quickly answered, "Brother Liang, what's the matter?" ”

"Come out and sit down at night, the place is set, the jazz bar downstairs of our club, you don't drink, you can drink juice and drink, brother promises, no one dares to embarrass you, you can't always be so maverick, we brothers, look down and don't look up, it's not good to make too much life, come out more to join in the fun, there's no harm, do you say it's reasonable?" Brother Liang's words were pleading.

Yang Chen hesitated and groaned, Brother Liang said this, and then refused, it was not good, he smiled bitterly, and said, "Brother Liang's face, I have to give it." ”

"That's right!" Brother Liang on the other end of the phone seemed to be happy.

Maverick Yang Chen doesn't want to, now he is like a lone star, whoever gets together with him will always face fatal danger.

Hades Shrine.

The threat is greater than Zhang Lingfeng.

Yang Chen frowned and pondered for a long time, went to cook, rice, tomatoes and scrambled eggs, ate two bites simply, went out at half past eight in the evening, and took a taxi to the city.

Jazz Bar.

In the Huanglong Stadium, this is not an outstanding nightclub, looking at the entire city of Hangzhou, it is not even ranked, but the bar owner has gathered a group of well-looking resident girls, such as Beibei, and the consumption is not high, there are a lot of people who come to play every night, and the atmosphere is not bad.

When the taxi arrived at the place, Yang Chen paid to get out of the car, looking at a man's taste, looking at the women around him, looking at the grade of a bar, and seeing what cars were parked at the door.

The parking space in front of the jazz bar is mostly about 200,000 cars, and tonight for the first time a sports car with a stunning appearance appeared, Yang Chen took a closer look and smiled.

Hyundai's Laurence Coolpad is at most bluffing people who don't understand cars.

Yang Chen restrained his smile and walked into the bar, the bar waiter basically knew him, and someone led him to the booth booked by Brother Liang.

"Sit down, sit down." Brother Liang greeted Yang Chen warmly.

"Yang Chen, you're late, three glasses of wine." The person who proposed to punish him for drinking was called Nan Bing, Mei Defei's senior personal trainer, not handsome, but his figure was not inferior to Yang Chen.

"I promised Yang Chen not to let him drink, but it really can't be done, I'll drink it for him." Brother Liang said bluntly, and it was not good for others to say anything.

Nan Bing smiled and said, "I'm joking with Yang Chen." ”

Mei Defei, these coaches, Brother Liang is the oldest, and he can talk to Mr. Shen, and the others here have to give Brother Liang some face, but fortunately, Brother Liang is low-key and real, and he doesn't like to show off.

Yang Chen sat down, counting Brother Liang, Nan Bing, and Zhang Yue, the four well-built old men did it first, Yang Chen replaced the wine with juice, took a sip and said, "What about Ah Zhuo?" ”

"Don't mention it, kid." Brother Liang put down the beer and pouted, Nanbing Zhang Yue smiled knowingly, Yang Chen asked carefully, only to know that Ah Zhuo, who said that he would invite his brother to go to Yinlou or SOS at night, sent a text message to a few people after work, saying that there was an emergency at night and he couldn't play, and the most speechless thing was that he learned that Brother Liang had booked a card seat at Jazz, and licked his face and said that the matter would be postponed until tomorrow, and he would still be able to get together with his brothers at night.

Zhang Yue said with a playful smile: "Ah Zhuo deceived the little girl and fell into trouble, saying ten sentences, nine sentences are unreliable." ”

Brother Liang Zhang Yue nodded, Yang Chen smiled and said nothing, Zhang Yue, who is both a fitness coach and knows a little boxing and taekwondo, did not deal with Ah Zhuo, the two sat together and drank, often carrying it.

Said Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrived.

Before Nan Bing's words fell, Ah Zhuo shook the Mercedes-Benz car keys in his hand, and while walking with a spring breeze on his face, he did not forget to greet the waiter bar girl he knew.

"When are your two sisters coming? Can you come? The person who spoke seemed to be the most weighty of the three men, with a big bald head, not gorgeously dressed, but not weak, and the fierce appearance when he pulled down his face to ask questions, scared the girl out of laughter, and said that the young girl was coming soon.

Azhuo didn't notice this.

Brother Liang, Nanbing, and Zhang Yue didn't pay attention either.

Yang Chen glanced at it quietly, and concluded that the other party was by no means a good type, and if they bumped into each other again tonight, most of them would have an accident, but I hoped that they would be safe and sound in the future.

"My brother has drunk it, I'm sorry, my brother is late, so I'll punish myself first." Ah Zhuo picked up the Budweiser beer on the table, held his head high, and poured it into his stomach in one gulp.

The three unrestrained girls who occupied the adjacent booths applauded.

Not far away, the three men may be too dazzling because of the five types of men on Yang Chen's side, or they may be dissatisfied with the girls' blue eyes for Ah Zhuo, and their eyes are not good.

At this time, Bei Bei rushed over, and originally promised her sister to accompany the three men to have a few drinks first, but when she saw Yang Chen, she smiled and pulled Bei Bei to walk quickly to the booth, and shouted to the waiter, "The No. 2 booth plus two bottles of 12-year-old Chivas Regal, take my account." ”

The little sister of the young Beibei was suddenly at a loss.

The three distracted men were furious, and the bald man slapped the table and stood up.