It stinks, it stinks!

Gao Yi's first reaction was not the darkness in front of him, the fear caused by the obstruction of his vision, or the roughness of the sack rubbing against his skin; It was the stench, the stench that covered his face, the unheard, completely unimaginable stench that he almost choked.

He instinctively reached out and tried to rip off the thing on his head, but found that both arms were being embraced. He used the force of his right arm violently, and only heard the sound of cloth shoes or straw shoes rubbing against the ground, and then it seemed that someone was pulling his arm from the ground with his hanging arm, but then the square bag on his chest hindered his movements. Just as he wanted to change his posture and bypass the square bag, he felt that his arm sank again, and someone gasped and pressed on his shoulder, hooking his hand, and soon there was an extra pair of hands on his shoulder on the left. Then it seemed as if someone had pounced from the front and wanted to hang it on the square bag on his chest.

"As long as Tong Tian doesn't hurt his life, don't move." There seemed to be a voice behind him.

If it weren't for this stench, Gao Yi's next reaction might have been completely different. After all, this is a robbery with obvious intentions, and as a time-traveler with life experience in the afterlife, choosing to abandon wealth and save one's life in this situation should be regarded as the most basic literacy.

However, the difference between the sense of smell is that it is the most primitive perceptual system in the brain, and it can even be said that the brain currently used by humans is a small cluster of olfactory tissue above the nerve bundle that has evolved through continuous evolution.

As one of the earliest sensations in the evolutionary process, smell does not need to be filtered out by the thalamus after the most violent stimuli are filtered out by the thalamus, as is the case with all other sensations such as cold, heat, pain, touch, sound, etc., before the remaining signals are processed by the higher cerebral cortex. Rather, it is the most direct sensation in the body that can directly affect memory, emotion, and emotion.

So when the sound from behind him was still being transmitted back and forth between Gao Yi's thalamus and cerebral cortex, his sense of smell had already decided his next action.

Gao Yi kicked forward, feeling his feet on a soft mass, and then he heard a thud, the sound of his nails scraping against leather, and then the weight on his neck suddenly lightened.

He swayed from side to side, moving back and forth, waving his hands in an attempt to break free from his grip. But more and more people seemed to pounce behind him, hugging his waist, wrapping his legs, pulling his sleeves, and pulling his belt, trying to hold him firmly in place.

However, he is not a waste wood with four bodies and no diligence, he is 1.93 meters tall, and his weight has always been maintained at 90 kilograms before crossing, even if he lost almost all of his fat during the crossing, but after half a year of recuperation, his weight has now recovered to 75 kilograms. In addition, the abundant food of the future and the muscles obtained from a lot of exercise are more tenacious and powerful to use.

Gao Yi compared the weight he received on his body, and felt like a Kodiak brown bear, although he was torn by many defeated dogs, he still had more than enough strength.

He roared "ah", stuck his footsteps, his waist suddenly exerted, all his strength was concentrated on his shoulders, his arms flung hard, although his arms did not completely break free, he clearly felt that the power from above had been scattered. He continued to exert his strength, using his waist to drive his upper body in the opposite direction, and then slammed it, and then, when the power from his arms was the most chaotic, he yelled again, pulled his arms inward with all his strength, and then swung diagonally upward.

"Snort" all the force on his right arm flew away with the torn sleeve. Although the left hand has not been liberated, it no longer hinders the free movement of the right hand.

Gao Yi grabbed the sack on his head and lifted it up-

At this moment, a new force suddenly appeared on his back, not only hitting his center of gravity, but also tightly hooking his throat.

Not only did the sack not succeed in tearing it off his head, but the lower edge was tightly buckled to his neck, and it was strangled into his mouth, and a more disgusting and intense smell smoked Gao Yi to the point of vomiting. Then, the weight behind him became heavier, as if the opponent's entire body was hanging up, pulling Gao Yi back and forth, completely losing the advantage that he had just gained so hard.

By the time Gao Yi reacted and stretched out his right arm to try his best to fish it back, it was too late, and more strength and more people pressed back on him. This time the other party didn't seem to let go of even an inch of space, some went to break his calf and wanted to knock him to the ground, some twisted his wrist and wanted to perform joint skills on him, someone grabbed the strap of the square bag and hung it on his shoulder - this time Gao Yi couldn't kick people, his two legs seemed to have fallen two shot put balls of more than 100 catties, Gao Yi wondered if someone was sitting on his feet - and someone came to cover his mouth, did his roar have a strength bonus? Gao Yi took a bite without hesitation, if it weren't for the sack cloth in his mouth that was too disgusting, and he couldn't use all his strength, those few fingers would probably be here on the spot.

Gao Yi staggered and did not fall, his legs kept moving in small steps, and he circled in place. In this way, as long as he moves at a small angle, others must move a certain distance to reach him, and it is difficult to use his strength in constant movement. In fact, if he stopped now, he would easily be knocked to the ground by a group of people - after all, no matter how heavy he was, he would only weigh more than 150 pounds - as long as his feet were off the ground, no matter how much strength he had, he would not be able to use it.

Gao Yi has now regained his ability to think and make basic judgments. Another important characteristic of the sense of smell is that it is prone to fatigue, and when the smell threshold gradually increases over time, the effect of the stench on his mood has become less and less.

"Be honest, don't move, just money, don't hurt your life."

"Don't move, it's not polite to you to move again."

"As long as you have the bag on you, hand it over and we'll go."

“…………”

More than one voice around him was repeating similar words, there was no doubt that he was currently being robbed by a gang, and he was at an absolute disadvantage in numbers, and the other party only wanted money and not his life, so it seemed more logical to give up resistance in this situation. However, as the effects of smell faded, the initial shock and the adrenaline secreted by the subsequent struggle began to dominate his emotions again.

Gao Yi's current way of thinking is completely close to the fighting instinct of a male, so his judgment of the current situation is-

The enemy is a group of weak chickens, even if they crawl all over themselves, what can they do?

Gao Yi continued to go around in circles, and his brain was actively activated.

His problem now is that he is attacked from all sides, especially on the back, and he has almost no ability to resist any attack that comes from that direction, except for stiffness. But the back problem is also easy to solve, just lean against the wall. Is it difficult to find a wall? Even though I was wearing a burlap bag, I could still feel the light and shade of the light, and the direction facing the street was bright, and the direction towards the building was dark. He had noticed this when he had been going around in circles.

Gao Yi went around half a circle, and when he felt that his eyes were getting the brightest, he slowly moved his steps and stepped back. At this time, he felt a gust of wind blowing in his ears, and then there was an "ah" sound around him, some people called "hit me", and some people called "be careful, don't hit your own family".

Gao Yi pursed his lips contemptuously, his body was full of people, he beat casually, and it hurt just to make it convenient for Lao Tzu to get out, and when the time comes, you weak chickens......

The next blow hit Gao Yi's calf on the face-facing bone, and there was a "snap" sound, and then it was gone, and Gao Yi felt the pain of the two calves fighting against each other when he was not a student when he was playing football.

Another blow to his arm, this time it didn't matter, but instead one of the guys who was holding him down on the shoulder was beaten and screamed.

Then, a gust of wind struck his face, Gao Yi heard that this time it was more sinister, and turned to the side sharply, with an "ah" sound, he only felt that the two arms that were firmly hooking his neck suddenly loosened.

"It's now!" He let out a secret roar, like throwing a discus, and his body spun with all his might.

It was a surprise attack, not premeditated, but it was well timed. The previous long-term confrontation and circumstance, as well as Gao Yi's only defending and not attacking, made the opponent's psychology relaxed, and then he was distracted by his own people's sticks, and finally by coincidence, he lost a key point that could stifle Gao Yi.

Gao Yi first felt a lightness on his back, which made his heart suddenly light, and the most critical problem was solved. The next thing is the hot pain in the right arm, the sleeve of the right hand has been torn off just now, and the hands that were grabbed after that are directly pinched on the flesh, at this time they break free, and the nails are clasped all the way through the skin, and the skin is naturally open. But this pain is like a stimulant injection at this moment, "Ah...... Get up and ......" accompanied by a long-lost shout, finally, for the first time, Gao Yi's hands were fully free.

"Don't use a knife, it's a foreigner!" At this time, Gao Yi heard such a sentence, and he was stunned.

Even more shocking than the word "knife" is the man's voice. This voice is easy to recognize, it is Huang Ah Liu.

A heavy blow hit Gao Yi's right side of the skull, he almost didn't struggle at all, leaned over and fell, if it weren't for the square bag on his chest underneath, his fall would have been broken.

Someone turned him over and squeaked and cut the strap with a knife. Some said "use scissors" and others said "where to find scissors", but a pair of scissors was quickly inserted above his collarbone and cut. Then, the square bag that was heavy on his chest was lifted.

The sound of a whistle in the distance came, and the footsteps around him sounded messily and faded away. Then, it was as if someone had come around and blocked the wind that was blowing on him, but they were too far away, so there was still wind that could blow on him.

Something seemed to be blowing in the wind, and the cold drifted on his bare arms. "Falling snow," someone shouted in the distance, his voice particularly excited.

Gao Yi suddenly felt good.

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When Gao Yi woke up, snowflakes the size of silver dollars were already covering the sky, and petals were falling on his face. He opened his eyes to see a strange creature with a red cockscomb, brown eyes, and a black mane muttering to him. He should be able to understand this kind of words, but he can't.

His eyes rolled, and he realized that he was not lying entirely flat on the ground, but that his head was leaning high against something soft, so that he could easily observe his surroundings.

It was surrounded by people, yes, all people and no animals, and all of them were yellow-skinned and black-eyed, but he didn't understand the buzzing noise they made either.

At this time, the crowd in front of him parted, and another red-crested animal—well, Gao Yi recognized, it was a red-headed Ah San, who called the one in front, whose beard had grown under his eyes—walked in with a person.

This person looked at Gao Yi, and then said to the red-headed Ah San beside him: "Yes, it's Yi, it's Mr. Xiao Gao Yi who lives in my shop." Then he turned his head and said to Gao Yi: "Little Mr. Gao Yi, old Mr. Gao Yi has passed away." Seeing Gao Yi's confused expression, he raised his voice again: "Little Mr. Gao Yi, old Mr. Gao Yi is dead!" ”

Gao Yi looked at the background behind him, there was a three-story brick and wood building, with clear water brick walls, with a protruding waistline, the design of the roof was very special, it was a castle-like parapet, the doors and windows had arcs at the top, but it looked very narrow and slender, and the porch was written "Hall Haltz" in a script he knew.

Next to the door are two tall tassons decorated with ribbons of various colors. It's a Christmas tree, and it's easy to recognize. Then he saw a banner hanging between the two Christmas trees, which read in the same script, "Congratulations on the birth of the fifth grandson of the King of England"—

Memories flooded back into his mind, and on December 22, the British Crown Princess gave birth to a son in London, and the mother and child were safe, and the news only reached Shanghai yesterday. Today is the last day of 1902, and he is now lying on the ground at the southeast corner of the intersection of Nanjing Road and Sichuan Road, in front of the Holly Globe Department Store. He was robbed.