Zhou Ziwei's home is in the New Century Home of the East Development Zone, which is a high-grade residential area. There are no high-rise buildings here. The tallest building is only four floors high. It adopts the architectural style of European villas. Each family has a separate garden and outdoor fitness ground, and some also carry a private outdoor swimming pool. Almost half of the city's richest people live in the New Century Home, which can be described as a real place of wealth.
Because Zhou Ziwei is not liked by his father, it is impossible for him to live in a four-storey luxury villa with a swimming pool. The house his father gave him is the lowest-grade apartment in the New Century Home, with only two floors and a living area of less than 300 square meters. Moreover, the property right certificate of this building is still firmly held in the hands of Zhou Ziwei's father, and has not been transferred to Zhou Ziwei. This is not that old comrade Zhou is stingy. It is because Zhou Ziwei likes to bet on his surname. Zhou Zhengxiang is worried that after transferring the property right to his son, the black sheep may lose the house in a few days.
Yang Hongtao walked into the new century home in shabby clothes and a disheveled face. He was checked twice by the security guards of the community along the way. Fortunately, Zhou Ziwei often went in and out of the community in the middle of the night and in untidy clothes. The security guards of the community didn't take it seriously. I guess they thought this boy didn't know where to flirt with good women and was beaten!
When Yang Hongtao came to the front of the familiar and strange two-storey building, he thought that he would face the beautiful and cold Wang Xuewei as Zhou Ziwei soon, and his heart began to beat wildly.
Although Yang Hongtao has inherited Zhou Ziwei's body, in essence, Wang Xuewei is still someone else's wife! This is a very exciting thing in itself, or every man will have a somewhat dirty mind from the bottom of his heart, and Yang Hongtao is no exception.
Yang Hongtao walked to the closed door and touched himself, only to find that the key that Zhou Ziwei had been hanging on his waist had long been lost. However, Yang Hongtao can only hope that there is someone in the villa! But the doorbell rang for a long time, but there was no ghost in it. It seemed that Wang Xuewei was not at home at this time.
Shit! Nobody at home? This is terrible!
Yang Hongtao knows that Zhou Ziwei is not the only one who haunts the family. It seems that Wang Xuewei often doesn't come back here in three or two days. If Yang Hongtao wants to wait here for Wang Xuewei to come home and open the door, who knows when? But Yang Hongtao has already given his last few dozen dollars to the truck driver who took him back to the city. Now he has no money left all over his body. If he can't go home, can he still sleep in the street?
Although Yang Hongtao can run back to the company or home of Zhou Zhengxiang, Zhou Ziwei's father, in the name of Zhou Ziwei, to play the autumn breeze, he is Yang Hongtao, not Zhou Ziwei, after all. Hmm. It's nothing to think of other people's wife as his own wife, but to think of other people's old son as his father... Yang Hongtao is still a little rejected from his heart. What's more, the boy Zhou Ziwei was so angry that no one in his family would have a good face when he saw him. As soon as he thought of the faces of those people, Yang Hongtao immediately stopped thinking about it. Even if he really wanted to squat on the street all night hungry, he didn't want to go to the Zhou family to be the third grandson.
Last night, Zhou Ziwei slept and slept. He only drank a full stomach of alcohol, but he did not eat anything seriously. Now it is half a day later. After inheriting Zhou Ziwei's body, Yang Hongtao can hardly feel a burst of hunger, and gently rubbed his stomach, which is even more grunting.
No, I can't wait any longer, or I will faint from hunger! Er... I'm used to being a loner. I'm not used to being a man again! I have to find something to eat every day... It's really troublesome!
Yang Hongtao muttered in his heart, turned around and looked around. Suddenly, his eyes stopped on the bare iron fence around the villa.
The iron fence is more than two meters high. In order to prevent someone from jumping over, the iron fence is designed to look like a thorn tree. It is covered with tiny burrs, and there is almost no place to start. In addition, an infrared automatic alarm sensing device is installed at the top of the fence. As long as an object touches the sensing line, it will immediately send out a harsh alarm that can spread throughout the entire community.
The anti-theft surname of the iron fence is supposed to be very strong, but I don't know why. Yang Hongtao just glanced at it with his eyes and immediately concluded that... as long as he wanted, there was definitely a way to easily jump over the iron fence without triggering the alarm.
Yang Hongtao was stunned by his sudden idea. You should know that neither the former Yang Hongtao nor the current Zhou Ziwei is a sportsman. In the past, let alone jump over the iron fence more than two meters high, full of spikes and warning lines. Even if he jumped a protective fence one meter high on the side of the road, he would not dare, but now
Yang Hongtao immediately understood after thinking about it. It must be because of the feeling brought to him by the fragmentary soul memories he had absorbed. You should know that no matter how messy the memory of those souls is, as long as it is absorbed by Yang Hongtao's soul, it will automatically transform into a trace of Yang Hongtao's soul, which will never be erased. Just like Yang Hongtao had never driven a car in his previous life, but when he just took the battered truck that he returned to the city, he naturally had a feeling that he was sure to accelerate the battered car from a static state to a speed of more than 200 mph in 30 seconds. This is because one of the ghosts he had absorbed before was a famous professional racing driver. It seems that the more exquisite a person's skills are, the easier it is to become an indelible obsession in the soul after death. After being absorbed by Yang Hongtao, this obsession will automatically become an instinct of Yang Hongtao. He does not need to learn anything deliberately, and can fully grasp some special skills represented by this obsession.
The nearly 100 dead souls absorbed by Yang Hongtao are all dead prisoners who have been shot. It is inevitable that there will be a few people who make a living by beating houses, robbing houses and stealing chickens and dogs. So although Yang Hongtao has never been trained in this aspect, he just glanced at the iron fence now and has full confidence to jump over it.
Shit, forget it! Anyway, this is "my own" home. It doesn't matter if the security guard catches me when jumping over the fence. It's better than staying at the door and starving and freezing?
Yang Hongtao thought of doing it, looked around and saw that there was no one around, so he turned around the iron fence around the courtyard for half a circle, selected a dead corner that could not be seen by the community monitoring, then took off the tattered jacket, put it in his hand and twisted Fried Dough Twists strength.
With a sound of "whoosh", Yang Hongtao found the right angle, waved his clothes out without hesitation, rolled up the top of the iron fence near the place below the sensing line, and then backed out a few steps. When the clothes in his hands were broken straight, he suddenly gave a soft drink, ran quickly next to the iron fence, and finally jumped up and down with his customary name, He actually leaped over the iron fence more than two meters high, and didn't touch the sensing line on the iron fence.
Unfortunately, when Yang Hongtao jumped to the other side of the iron fence, his strength was exhausted, and he failed to land a foot away from the iron fence as expected, but almost fell close to the iron fence. With a sound of "Chi", the smooth back was immediately scratched with dozens of blood marks by the burr on the fence.
"Ouch..." Yang Hongtao bared his teeth in pain, and suddenly straightened his waist at the moment of landing, so that he didn't fall back on the fence, otherwise his butt would have to be pricked into a beehive.
son of a gun! How can this happen? Er... It seems that there is no problem with the experience of those thieves, but the strength of the body is too weak. Hmm... I need to strengthen my exercise in the future! I don't know whether it can make your physique improve rapidly by persisting in playing Tai Chi once a day?
Among the many ghosts Yang Hongtao has absorbed in the past two years, three are famous bandits and robbers in the country. They have rich fighting skills in their soul memory, and even one is a master of Niu's Taijiquan. This taijiquan is not the same as those old men and women in the park who fight slowly and weakly. It is a kind of boxing that can be used in actual combat. Only Yang Hongtao had heard of Chen's Tai Chi and Yang's Tai Chi before, but Niu's Tai Chi was unheard of. So although he absorbed the persistent memory of this part of the soul, it was equivalent to having the experience of practicing boxing for decades at a time, but he still had doubts about the practical value of Niu's Tai Chi. However, even if Niu's Tai Chi can't be used for fighting, it is estimated that it will still have the function of strengthening the body.
In any case, Yang Hongtao managed to jump into the yard, but he had to find a way to get the door lock to enter the villa building. This is not a problem for Yang Hongtao.
The front door of the yard outside is an electronic lock, which can only be opened with an electronic key. The souls of the thieves Yang Hongtao absorbed were obviously not adept at opening the electronic lock, but the lock on the door of the small building inside is an ordinary secret lock. Yang Hongtao, who has the memory of several magic thieves, believes that he can open the lock without difficulty even if he closes his eyes. The tools needed to unlock the lock are also very simple, as long as a thin wire, or a toothpick, or even a grass root with a slightly better tenacity.
In the courtyard of the villa, it is difficult to find wire and toothpicks, but grass roots are everywhere. Yang Hongtao randomly pulled out a few grass roots, selected a very good grass root with the name of tenacity, wiped the soil on it, and then rubbed it with his fingers for several times, and then gently poked it through the keyhole.
Although Yang Hongtao, after absorbing the memory of the thief's ghost, has reached the master level in his ability to pry the door and lock it, this is his first time to try. After all, he is a little nervous in his heart. When he is nervous in his heart, his hands will inevitably shake, so he failed even after trying several times.
Yang Hongtao smiled bitterly and thought: It seems that it is not easy to be a thief. What a strong psychological quality! I am so nervous about opening the lock of my own house. If I really pry the lock of other people, I will have a heart attack! Er... but... is this really my home?
Yang Hongtao scratched his head and felt that he was still not in the role of Zhou Ziwei, otherwise why would he be so nervous? Then he closed his eyes and kept thinking in his heart: I am Zhou Ziwei, this is my home... I am Zhou Ziwei, I am opening the door lock of my home
I don't know if this kind of self-hypnosis has played a role. Soon Yang Hongtao's slightly trembling hand slowly stabilized, and then focused on carefully feeling the touch from the grass roots, and gradually penetrated into the keyhole