Chapter 312: Someone from Abroad!

Although benefits are not all that people want, they can make people pay all of them.

In this society where human affection is weak, no emotion can ever compare to benefits. Especially what I can't believe is the so-called iron buddies around me. Even if they have been to the countryside together, carried guns together, and prostituted together, they can't. often stabs in the back for the sake of profit, and they are the ones who stab the hardest.

Of course, these ideas are all experienced by Mr. Zhang Yantong himself, and they are also what he believes in the most now.

Although the old man's lessons are there, Yang Yi still disagrees. This is just one exception. If everyone has to wonder if there will be a traitor around them all the time, and they can't wait for a pair of eyes on their backs all the time, how tired is life?

He admits that the current society has changed. A lot of friendship and brotherhood are worthless, and sometimes they can't compare to a few, dozens or even hundreds of red bills. In the eyes of some people, interests are infinitely magnified and magnified. Even suppressed reason. But there will always be a few people who will not betray for this little profit.

Yang Yi believes that whether it is friendship or interests. I can give them far more than these others give. Yang Yi believes in his own feelings, and he also believes in his own vision.

Even if someone betrayed him in the future and stabbed him in the back, Yang Yi would not beat all his loyal brothers and friends to death with a stick.

Listening to the old man's words, he was stabbed in the back by his brother when he was brilliant, and then he slept for twenty years. Looking at the deep furrow on the old man's face, Yang Yi actually felt that there was nothing wrong with the old man thinking so. How many twenty years can there be in life?

If we hadn't learned our lessons after 20 years of slumber, we wouldn't be in the position we are in today.

Yang Yi originally wanted to gossip about what happened back then, but looking at the old man's lonely expression, he held back his curiosity.

He will always say what he should say, and he will not say what he shouldn't. Besides, these things are still a little far away from me.

The old man may have slept all the sleep of his life in the past 20 years, so it is already past nine o'clock, but he has no intention of going to sleep at all. Pulled Old Man Mo and asked Zhang Wan to go to his study to bring the chess, shouting that he wanted to kill two games with Old Man Mo.

Old man Mo looked unhappy, and said disdainfully, You couldn't do it twenty years ago, you don't remember how you have done it in the past twenty years, right?

The old man's face was swollen and red, and he scolded with a smile and said that it would take two tricks to know.

So, the three sisters Yang Yi and Zhang Wan became a runner with tea and water. While watching with interest, I had to add water to the two of them from time to time.

The old man's chess is really not good. When he played chess, he was about to regret it, and Yang Yi felt a pain when he watched it, when did he play like this, when would it be a head? I don't know how Old Man Mo could endure it.

Zhang Wan and Zhang Ya couldn't bear it anymore, so they went back to their rooms to sleep. Yang Yi patiently watched Qi Feng's super smelly old man being abused by Old Man Mo, and felt very cool.

Yang Yi has never played chess until now, in the past, the old people in the village would play chess with branches and stones under the wall from time to time, Yang Yi has seen it a few times, and he can barely play. Now that he has seen two old men play chess, he thinks it is much simpler than that kind of earthen chess.

In the end, the old man had no temper when he was killed, so he could only turn his gun to Yang Yi, wanting to get back the face he lost in Mo Zhan on Yang Yi's body.

Yang Yi also has a little itchy hands, after all, after watching it for so long, although he already knows the basic rules, he hasn't really touched it yet.

Old Man Mo moved his position out of the way, and then looked at Yang Yi and Old Man Zhang with interest. At the beginning, Yang Yi was killed without leaving any piece of armor, and he died miserably every time. The old man shouted arrogantly. But the old man Mo Zhan, who was watching chess, couldn't help but nod slightly, although Yang Yi lost every time, he was better at losing every time. Gradually, after Yang Yi became familiar with it, he also began to learn the layout and dig pits. The situation immediately reversed, Yang Yi chased after the old man's ass and hit him fiercely, without any suspense. The old man cried with a sad face and said, "It's not counted.

Second set, third set.······ was killed by Yang Yi again and again without the slightest temper, and it was worse and worse every time. The old man really can't bear it. In the end, Old Man Mo was on top, and the two old men were not at the same level at all. Yang Yi can kill Old Man Zhang and throw away his armor, but he is helpless to keep Old Man Mo everywhere. In the end, he was checkmated.

Old Man Zhang looked at it with a smile for a long time, and then said slowly: "Xiao Yang, do you know that in fact, playing chess is life." Every step must be careful and careful, and leave a back hand everywhere. We are not gods, and we don't know what to do in the future, but if we think carefully about each step, even if we take the wrong path in the future, then we still have a way back. This is the only way to play a good game of chess. If you don't, you will lose the whole game if you are not careful. ”

Yang Yi was humbly taught, and the second set was much more decent, and each game was carefully considered before he was willing to settle down. Although the final result was still lost, it was much better than the previous game.

Zhang Yantong and Old Man Mo Zhan looked at each other and smiled. Sure enough, it is teachable. They firmly believe that in time, Yang Yi will be able to stand at a very high height, if nothing else, with this understanding.

The two old and one young had a lot of fun, if it weren't for Zhang Wan, who got up in the middle of the night and came out to go to the toilet, said that it was one o'clock at midnight, it is estimated that the three of them would be able to play until dawn.

Lying in this room at night where not everyone can come in, Yang Yi feels no different from his hometown, so he doesn't have any pressure in his heart, he sleeps soundly all night, and he doesn't even have a dream.

After lunch the next morning, Mr. Zhang Yantong received a call from above, and he didn't know what he said. The old man said a word to the two and left in a hurry, and Yang Yi and Old Man Mo didn't stay long. The hosts are gone, and it's a bit unreasonable for them to stay.

The two sisters Zhang Wan are actually quite reluctant to benefit, after all, after yesterday's incident, they can be regarded as having suffered together. Besides, Yang Yi also gave Zhang Wan a prescription. So the previous hatred for Yangyi naturally dissipated. reluctantly sent Yang Yi out of the alley, and then each gave Yang Yi a more friendly hug, and asked for Yang Yi's contact information, and then watched the two leave.

When he returned to the hotel, Mr. Mo asked Yang Yi when he would return to Province J. Things are almost over here, and there's nothing to do with staying. The main thing is that the old man's business is very busy, and these few days are already the limit of what he can withdraw.

Yang Yi also wants to go back early, after all, there are still many undetermined risk factors lurking in J Province. If you take advantage of this time Qi Yong to run to J Province to make trouble. It is estimated that Lei Batian will not be able to parry a few times. So we talked about going back early tomorrow morning.

When the old man returned to his room, Yang Yi took the time to go into the Nine Dragons Ring to collect a few drops of Zhiren Zhima's blood, and then took a taxi to the Kyoto Military Military Hospital.

Chen Qi told Yangyi that the cancer patients gathered in Kyoto have almost all recovered, but the patients in some places are still rushing to Kyoto, and it is estimated that the medicine will not be able to support it. Yang Yi handed over the blood he had just collected to Chen Qi and asked him to deal with it first. It's not the beginning, these liquids can last for a long time. Of course--- this has to be done without the foreigners.

I told Chen Qi the news that I was going back to Province J, and asked him to tell Minister He on his behalf, and then left the hospital.

Coming out of the hospital, Yang Yi did not rush to take a taxi back to the hotel, but walked aimlessly on the road alone. Looking at the shapes and figures of ** people passing by from time to time on the side of the road, his eyes were full of envy.

Yang Yi's current identity has changed, and his status has changed. Even if he doesn't admit it, all this is quietly changing invisibly, faster or slower. He can no longer be as free as those ordinary and happy people.

There are more and more enemies to offend intentionally or unintentionally, and there are more and more things to be afraid of. I am afraid that if I accidentally make a mistake, many people will be ruined.

Qi Yong in Guizhou, Ouyang in J Province, the real culprit behind the poisoning incident, and some enemies who know or don't know, plus they offended a large number of people this time. They all looked forward to his death, whether it was light or dark, and Yang Yi was not afraid. It's just that the only thing he worries about is those people doing it to his family and friends.

Yang Yi admits that he is a person who values feelings and righteousness. This is my biggest weakness, but it can't be changed. Yang Yi couldn't believe that if he couldn't even believe in his friends and brothers one day, what would his life be like?

The roads in Kyoto are crisscrossed, and there are people everywhere, and Yang Yi is still here for the first time, and Yang Yi only found a very big problem while walking, he was fucking lost.

Yang Yi didn't dare to run around, so he hurriedly took a taxi back to the hotel. In the evening, Yang Yi made a phone call to his family and Lin Xiaodan and his daughters, and originally planned to tell them that he would come back tomorrow. But I was afraid that they would come to pick them up, so I said that I would be back in two days, and I would surprise them then.

The next day, Yang Yiyuan dragged two large suitcases into Old Man Mo Zhan's car, watched the scenery outside the car gradually drift away with a confused expression, and muttered in a low voice: "I finally want to go back." ”

But halfway through, Yang Yi's phone rang, and when he saw that it was the personal phone number of He Fuqiang's secretary Song Yanfeng, Yang Yi's eyelids couldn't help jumping twice. "It's Brother Song, what's the matter?"

"Where are you?" Song Yanfeng's voice seemed to be very solemn on the phone.

Yang Yi glanced at the old man Mo next to him, and said with a smile: "I'm on the way to the airport, I'm going back to Province J today, please ask Brother Song to tell the old minister." ”

"You're waiting for me at the airport, I'll pick you up. ”

"What's wrong?" Yang Yi's eyelids jumped even harder.

"It's from abroad!"