Thursday, July 1, 1976.

Hong Kong Yau Ma Tei.

"At 10 o'clock this morning, there was an armed robbery on Nathan Road, where a group of armed robbers rushed into the Liden Bank and robbed a batch of gold watches and jewelry, during which there was a shootout with a patrol police officer, and the two sides exchanged more than 10 shots......

The black-and-white TV facing the bedside was playing the midday news.

Simmons on a mattress.

Jiang Sen opened his eyes from the endless darkness.

The scattered eyes gradually focused on a corner of the roof, where there was a blackened crack, and there was a spider web in the corner, on which a large black mosquito was struggling desperately.

Long!

"Uh-"

Jiang Sen let out an inhalation sound in his throat, and then the three souls and seven spirits gradually returned to their places.

He felt as if he had been choked by the throat, a sense of suffocation that he couldn't breathe, and his body felt as if it was being confined by a heavy object, making him unable to move.

He reached for it, but it was slippery.

Slowly raised his heavy head and saw that it was an unclothed woman, who was lying in his arms like an octopus at the moment, with pink arms firmly around his neck, and long snow-white smooth legs pressed against his stomach.

No wonder he felt like he couldn't breathe, and he felt like he was being pressed on the bed by a ghost.

With all his strength, he broke the woman's pink arms and long legs.

The woman who slept on the ground muttered dissatisfiedly, turned over and continued to fall into a deep sleep, outlining a seductive curve between her legs and hips.

However, Jiang Sen on the side didn't care about admiring the woman's seductive figure, propped up his body with his arms, leaned on the head of the bed and gasped for breath, feeling like he was out of weakness, and his whole body was weak.

At the same time, his eyes quickly looked around the room, and when he saw a slightly familiar black-and-white TV on the TV cabinet opposite, and the Hong Kong sister pictorial posted on the wall, his face was plenched, and then he showed irrepressible ecstasy.

Stretching out his hand, which was still trembling slightly, he took a small makeup mirror from the bedside table and took a picture of his face and neck.

An unfamiliar face came into view.

The face and neck are clean, nothing.

"Hehe......"

"Hahaha......"

A nervous laugh came out of Jiang Sen's throat, and finally the laughter grew louder and louder, and he began to laugh wildly.

Laughing and laughing, tears involuntarily flowed out of his eyes.

Half excited, half sad!

"I'm finally back......"

Ten years ago, he had just graduated from university and was working as a flexible worker, only to be hit from behind by a muck truck more than ten meters away.

At the moment when his body flew out in a parabola, he was extremely conscious, thinking of his parents, his girlfriend, and even thinking that the compensation should be enough for the down payment......

Then it plunged into eternal darkness.

When he woke up, he found that he had come to the end of the Northern Song Dynasty.

According to the Shuangwen model, he should be reborn in the house of the princes and generals, or the family of the landlord and the powerful celebrity gentry.

Then entrusted with the important task, saving the building in the future, and helping the tide to fall.

Punched Jin Guo, kicked Western Xia, and flattened his toes.

Worship the king and achieve great things!

However, the reality is that he is possessed by a child of a military family.

The old lady had just married him a daughter-in-law, and before he had time to live in the cave, the Northern Song Dynasty court issued an order that the Jin soldiers went south and urgently recruited more than a dozen children of military families in their village.

Although he was unwilling, he had no choice at all in the face of the bright blades of the prisoner and a group of subordinates, and took a worn-out horse chopping knife left by his father and set out on the road.

In the barracks, he saw for the first time up close what a military horse looked like.

It is not the same as the horses used to take pictures in the previous life, the animal has grown a whole body of tendon flesh, and the thick thighs are about to catch up with his waist, and a kick on a person can definitely make people return to the west on the spot.

After a simple battle formation training arrangement, they soon threw themselves into the battle with the Jin soldiers.

The sword light and arrow shadow, the blood flow and pestle.

The fellow villagers who were still fighting together a second ago were cut off in the blink of an eye, and the warm blood in the neck cavity gushed out, spilling his head all over his face, and the headless corpse was pierced through the stomach by the Tiefutu who rushed up before he was kicked by the Tiefutu who rushed up, and turned into a mess of meat paste.

He didn't have time to be sad and afraid, so he threw himself into a life-and-death fight with Jin Bing......

However, the defeat was like a mountain, and he could only flee with the scattered army and pick up a life.

Next, Jin's troops were like bamboos, all the way south, and a large number of deserters appeared in the army.

In order to prevent desertion, the method of black noodles, that is, tattoos, was adopted.

As children of military households, in fact, they have tattoos before, but they can't see it only on their wrists, arms, necks and other parts, using clothes as a cover.

Now, in order to prevent deserters, he directly skewed his face and tattooed the number of the unit and his place of origin on his face.

If you escape and get caught, you will have to tattoo all kinds of handwriting on your face.

After being blackmailed, he was completely disheartened and gave up his plan to be a deserter.

Following the large army and drifting with the tide, the commander told him to kill him, and the commander fled from him.

may be because life and death are downbeat, but he has never been able to die.

He experienced the Jingkang Change, the fall of the Northern Song Dynasty, and the establishment of the capital of the Southern Song Dynasty.

Later, he joined the Northern Expedition of the Yuejia Army, and became the elite of the Yuejia Army's ace troops.

During this period, he experienced no less than 100 wars, large and small, and was a true veteran of a hundred battles.

In the end, he died of a knife wound infection in Caizhou.

……

Just as Jiang Sen couldn't stop laughing, the woman who was sleeping next to him woke up and turned around.

Seeing Jiang Sen's appearance, the woman asked in Cantonese with sleepy eyes, "What's the matter, Asen, what's wrong?" ”

Jiang Sen, who was in an agitated mood, turned his head to look at the woman.

Obviously he was smiling on his face, but the tears in his eyes couldn't stop flowing.

"It's been ten years, do you know how I've come through these ten years?"

The woman was dissatisfied: "What kind of nerves are you doing?" If you bother me, get out of here. ”

As she spoke, the woman closed her fox eyes again.

It's a pity that she was woken up by Jiang Sen's two slaps in the next second.

"Why are you ......?"

The woman covered her face and looked at Jiang Sen angrily.

It's a pity that before the woman could get mad, Jiang Sen reached out and pinched her ruddy mouth, looked at her with cold eyes and asked, "Lao Tzu asked you, do you know how I got over the past ten years?" ”

The woman looked at Jiang Sen with a crazy look in her eyes, and she was also frightened for a while, and shook her head slightly.

"No, I don't know."

Jiang Sen seemed to change his face, his eyes were gloomy and terrifying one second, like a hungry wolf who chose people to devour, but the next second he was sunny, and said with a smile in his tears: "Then Lao Tzu will tell you ...... well"

As he spoke, Jiang Sen leaned down.

The woman supported his chest with both hands, preventing him from pressing it down, and said half-scolding and half-begging for mercy in her mouth: "Asen, stop it... Don't get it......"

……

In the future, Zhu Xiaojuan lay on Jiang Sen's chest with silky eyes, and her slender fingers kept drawing circles on his sweaty chest.

"Asen, what's wrong with you today, like you've never seen a woman in your eight lifetimes."

"Shut up!"

Zhu Xiaojuan heard Jiang Sen's scolding, not only did she not shut up, but her face showed a nympho look, "Wow, Asen, you are a man......"

Jiang Sen didn't bother to pay attention to this girl, and began to sort out his memories.

He found that the object he possessed was also called Jiang Sen, 23 years old this year, and he came out to mix with society at the age of 16, and it has been seven years, and he is still a forty-nine boy who fights the street.

If you have the courage to have no guts, you have to have no brains, but you have everything to eat, drink, prostitute and gamble.

The only advantage may be that she looks pretty good, so she is more popular with women.

There is also an old mother in the family, who came out to be a sister at the age of 15, worked as a lady in Du Laozhi Song and Dance Hall, sold chewing gum and squid shreds, gave birth to him at the age of 16, and is now working as a mother in a nightclub in Tsim Sha Tsui East.

"Huh?" When recalling his father with this body, Jiang Sen showed a look of surprise on his face, "It's a bit like a TVB bloody drama......"

A person's memory is really complicated and huge, Jiang Sen will not be able to clarify all of them for a while, plus he has just crossed, and his mood is more agitated, so after sorting out the main context, some other side details have not been recalled too much.

It was then that he thought of something and began to try to call in his mind.

Originally, I just had the idea of trying it out, but I didn't expect that a panel with white characters on a black background really appeared in front of me in the next second.

"Damn, is there really one?"

Jiang Sen looked at the mysterious interface in front of him, and gritted his teeth in surprise.

When he traveled in his previous life, he thought he would have a golden finger system or something, but it never appeared.

It wasn't until he was lying on the cold marching bed in the barracks that something sounded in his ears when he was dying: the trial mission is over, the overall score is excellent, and the points are +300......

Then his eyes went black and he died.

"What's the matter, Lao Tzu has been on the battlefield for ten years, countless times of nine deaths, and only activated the system when he was dying, it's just too TM pit!"

Jiang Sen scolded in his heart, and pinched Zhu Xiaojuan's ass with his palm, causing a burst of coquettish screams.

It took a while for my mood to calm down, and I looked carefully at the black panel in front of me.