Amsterdam, Netherlands.

This city located in the West contains too many secrets.

Here, prostitution is open and drug use is not illegal. The world's largest red light district was born in this mysterious and open city.

A young man stood in front of the red light district of Amsterdam. He was about 1.75 meters tall and had an ordinary appearance. He could hit a lot of people even if he threw a stone into the street. He wore a pair of unique black-framed glasses, a yellowed white shirt on his upper body, a pair of sky blue jeans on his lower body, and a denim bag with two patches on his shoulders. At first glance, he looked quite like a literary youth.

The young man stood for a moment and resolutely walked into the world's largest red light district.

The red light district is divided into very detailed, with gay exhibition halls and lily exhibition halls. Today's young men are destined to see the world.

The sex product shop is dazzling, and there are a wide variety of sex products placed inside. Some of them have never seen them before. For example, a square box is said to be used for men to masturbate. The young man wondered how to masturbate with things?

As for the sex performance venue, it was so exciting, which directly interpreted the primitive battle between men and women. The handsome men's beautiful women, the posture, expression, and moans kept stimulating the audience's nerves. The young man was like a country bumpkin who entered a big city from a place where dogs do not shit, birds do not lay eggs, and was amazed. However, the most unique scenery among them was the window display. Damn, the prostitutes who were so beautiful were standing in the window to pose, doing the most attractive pose for customers to choose. The young man was very moved.

Next, the young man went to the lily area and the pair of lalas were blatantly intimate, which made the young man feel excited and wanted to go to fight for hundreds of rounds immediately. As for the gay area, the young man didn't have a strong taste and didn't go to see it, because he was afraid of being disgusted. That kind of place is more suitable for charcoal girls.

At this moment, the young man finally believed that this country, which is not even illegal to smoke soft drugs such as marijuana, does have the largest red light district in the world. He has been to many red light districts, including Las Vegas, Shinjuku, Pronier, etc., but compared with this place, it is not the same level.

The young man looked at it for a while and entered a bar in the red light area.

The bar was crowded with people, pole dancing, clothes undressing, marijuana smoking, and lively.

The young man found a sofa and sat down, put down his bulging denim bag. He ordered a cup of "Angelic Kiss" in a very literary way. The Angel Kiss is composed of four-fifths of cocoa sweet wine and one-fifth of fresh cream. This angel Kiss tastes sweet and tender, suitable for people in love. A single man ordered such an angel Kiss, which made people feel very strange.

Sure enough, the young man with an ordinary appearance attracted the attention of a woman wearing a low-cut suspender dress sitting not far away. This charming woman had long burgundy hair, which added a bit of temptation, revealing her shoulders like jade fat, and a deep gully on her chest. I believe many men are willing to suffocate them to death.

"Handsome guy, are you an Oriental?" The charming woman walked towards the young man with a cup of blood Mary, sat down beside him and said.

"I am from Chinese." The young man had a warm smile on his face. Perhaps because his appearance was too ordinary, he had no aggressiveness or lethality. Combined with the warm smile and the warm voice gave people a sense of affinity.

"Wow, China, I like the culture of China the most. Especially what is called Zhou Yi? It's the fortune teller, it's so magical." The charming woman said with a smile.

"In China, it is called physiognomy. You can infer some things that will happen in the future based on people's face, palmistry, movements and expressions." The young man took a sip of the angel kiss, felt the smoothness, and explained.

"Handsome guy, then do you know how to look at the face?" The charming woman held her cheeks and looked at the young man with anticipation.

"You know a little, you're not good at it." The young man said modestly.

"Then please help me calculate." The charming woman didn't care whether the young man around her was a liar or not. She came to the bar to have fun, chatting with the interesting oriental man in front of her, drinking and passing the time.

"Beauty, please extend your hand."

The charming woman naturally stretched out. After a while, the young man looked at her carefully and said warmly: "Beauty, your palms are very complicated."

"Is it complicated?" The charming woman giggled, picked up the wine glass and took a sip of blood Mary with her delicate red lips, and said charmingly: "I have been to China and have shown people palmistry. They are all fooling me like this. Actually, I know that they can't understand it. You don't understand it either, right?"

The mature and beautiful face is fascinating, the body smell is fascinating, the breath of orchid, and the charming woman's body is close to the young man. However, the young man is like Liu Xiahui, with his face not blushing, his heart does not beat, and he looks at the charming woman with a calm expression. "Everyone shakes his hands and fists, there will be several textures here, but for ordinary people, only one of these textures will be particularly clear and profound, which represents her marriage. Your texture is different, and each of your marriage lines is shallow and thin, which means that you have to go through several marriages in your life, and it is the legendary flash separation. If I expected it to be right, you have been married four times."

"Oh, handsome little guy, you are so awesome!" The charming woman's eyes widened. The young man had met by chance. Obviously he didn't know him. He could actually calculate that he had experienced four marriages, which was very accurate!

"Little handsome guy, can you tell when did my real husband meet? My sister is afraid of divorce." The charming woman gently touched the young man, and her enchanting voice rang in his ears.

"Your hands are soft and gentle, and your hands are particularly good. You have a pair of good hands. From the perspective of our physiognomy, your hands are rich and long-lasting hands." The young man smiled and said, "So I'm sure you are a rich woman, and your wealth is made up by your own hands."

The charming woman stopped talking at once, her beautiful eyes were a little lost. After a while, she said quietly: "Little handsome guy, you are really accurate!"

"Based on your palm lines, I can roughly infer that in the West, you cannot find a true wish-for-life man." The young man whispered: "Maybe, can you go to the East to try it?"

"Really? I'm planning to develop my company to the East recently." The charming woman looked surprised, "Little handsome guy, you are so awesome. It is said that every big company in China has a Feng Shui consultant. Why don't you wait for my business to develop into China? You should be a Feng Shui consultant for my company!"

"Beauty, thank you for your love. But I still have my own things to do. I can't do it as a Feng Shui consultant for you." The young man said with a smile.

"Oh, what job do you do? You specialize in Feng Shui Physics?" The charming woman looked sad.

"Feng Shui Physics is my side job, and my main job is a strategist."

"Strategist? What a strange profession." The charming woman took a sip of wine with a puzzled look on her face and said in a sweet voice: "Little handsome guy, give me a contact information. Can I find you to check out the Feng Shui of my company tomorrow?"

"Beauty, this may not work. I booked a flight ticket to China tomorrow morning." The young man refused: "As for the contact information, we are destined to meet again."

After saying that, the young man carried the patched denim bag and turned around and left.

"Hey, what's your name for a handsome guy?" shouted the charming woman.

"Xu Boyi."

After leaving the bar, a young man named Xu Boyi walked aimlessly and stopped when he arrived at a square. The breeze gently caressed his ordinary cheeks, and he quietly looked at the mysterious city. Amsterdam is the destination for his travels. Before that, he had been to Colombia, where he was rampant, to Sudan, Israel, Afghanistan, to the barren continents, South America, North America, Oceania, and Southeast Asia. When he had no money, he had eaten the leftovers of the restaurant and was also robbed. He fought with the criminals with bare hands and almost died in Canada.

It is better to travel thousands of miles than to read thousands of books.

Traveling around is his own choice.

When Xu Beidou adopted him as his adopted son, he named him Xu Boyi, and men act as a game!

At this moment, the sound of erhu sounded in a corner of the square.

Xu Boyi's ear moved and walked up gently. The person who played the erhu was an old man about sixty years old, with a shabby hat, shabby clothes, and shabby erhu. His whole body was full of vicissitudes of life.

The song is "River Water", which belongs to the very sad song in Erhu.

The old man was sad, and the erhu sounded heavy hammers hit people's hearts, expressing his grief and anger to the fullest. The music sometimes swallowed and moaned, sometimes sang in anger, sometimes spoke tenderly, sometimes sighed sadly, and between the pauses and ups and downs, it seemed that all the powerless suffering in the world would be resorted to the erhu, and the infectiousness made people feel heartbroken.

This song is very skillful.

However, there was only Xu Boyi, a Chinese in the square, and only he could understand the old man's songs.

He gently put all the money left in his pocket into the box in front of the old man and turned around and left. He had no money to stay in the hotel tomorrow morning, so he planned to walk to the airport to deal with it for one night.

After the trip, his next task was to be Zhang Moqian's military advisor.

"Life seems to be good as a dog-headed military advisor."

Xu Boyi laughed all the way.
Chapter completed!