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In the winter of 20 10, it snowed lightly in Beijing. Although the weather is not biting, it is too cold to see my fingers. In a quiet alley, a middle-aged man in a woolen coat walked in a hurry, and the white gas in his mouth made the weather even colder. This man buried his head in the collar of his coat, so people can only guess that he is about forty years old from his back. I don't know whether he did it to avoid letting people know his appearance or because of the cold. The man walked to a quadrangle and knocked on the door. The gate of the quadrangle is a standard hanging flower gate style in Qing Dynasty, which makes this ordinary courtyard more quaint and mysterious. A strong young man opened the door. The man is about twenty years old, and his eyebrows reveal a steady and firm age. His figure is not very big, but the outline of his lean muscles can be vaguely seen from his clothes, and his strong figure adds to his angry momentum.
"Hello, what can I do for you?" The young man asked in a neutral tone.
"Well, I want to speak to Mr. Huang Hai." The man's tone seems to be hesitant.
Young people seem a little surprised to hear the name of the Yellow Sea, but this frown is only a flash. ...