Dong Jianli opened her mouth, as if she suddenly remembered something, her face changed, and she sighed: "Brother Feng, if you ask something else, I will tell you."

"As for the eldest lady... you should stop asking, I'm afraid you will be in big trouble again."

Li Rufeng frowned and said, "But I really want to know, brother, it's okay, you tell me."

"Wait until I go out. I can take you to see her." Dong Jianli politely declined.

He chose not to say anything, and Li Rufeng could not force him to say with his fist, so he had to give up. He looked at Guo Hai again.

Now, what he is most interested in is the poppy tattoo on the second in commander Guo Hai, which is what he wants to find out the most now.

At noon, Li Rufeng and his inmates from the same room lined up to have dinner, and he came to Guo Hai, the second in command.

"Talk a chat?" Li Rufeng sat opposite Guo Hai with a smile.

"What's there to talk to you?" Guo Hai glanced at him, his eyes full of fear.

In the face of absolute strength, anyone is like this, and they have to bow their heads even if they don’t bow their heads.

"We are not acquaintance. It is fate to meet in the same room. It depends on your strong backbone and make friends."

"Thank you, thank you, but you took the initiative to look for me, not just to make friends, what else is there?" This guy not only has a well-developed limbs, but also has a little clever mind.

Li Rufeng smiled slightly and said straight to the point: "This tattoo on your wrist is good, where did you tattoo?"

"What are you asking about this?" Guo Hai's eyes flashed and he looked at Li Rufeng with caution.

"Just ask, it looks quite delicious, I want to make one too."

"I advise you not to do it, even if you can't do it, maybe you'll have your life in it."

"Oh! Why is that? Can you say it?" Li Rufeng's eyes lit up.

Guo Hai showed hesitation on his face. Just as he was about to open his mouth, he suddenly seemed to have thought of something terrible, and his face changed: "I won't tell you, that will not only harm you, but also my family. Don't ask."

He walked away with the food, and Li Rufeng touched the bridge of his nose and smiled faintly.

The more the other party didn't say it, the more he wanted to know that no matter what, he must find out what the tattoo represents!

Night falls.

Li Rufeng welcomed his first night in the detention center.

After the lights were turned off, the inmates in the room were all very abide by the rules and fell asleep peacefully.

Lying on the hard bunk bed, Li Rufeng was sleeping in her clothes, closing her eyes in a daze.

The night was rich, the cold wind blew, and a thunderbolt blew overhead in the sky, and heavy rain poured down.

In the heavy rain, there is a lonely and vast airport.

On the airport runway, an airplane was parked alone, with lights on in the cabin, but from outside, the lights seemed a bit weird.

"Buzz!"

A black car was pierced through the rain and fog, and rushed over, splashing countless water splashes. It stopped suddenly. Several men in black were all wearing masks and couldn't see their appearance.

Two of them opened the trunk of the car, lifted a black bag and threw it on the ground.

"I've been caught, but I'm dead." The man said respectfully and fearfully to a figure next to him.

The figure was standing in the darkness, covered in a black poncho, looking a little mysterious. He coughed lightly and his voice was low: "Is there anything missing besides him?"

"He is the last one, no misses!"

The mysterious man walked to the black bag and reached out to the zipper. The mysterious man had a bunch of purple poppies tattooed on his wrist, which looked extremely weird under the lights on a rainy night.

The bag was opened, and a young man was lying inside, his eyes were closed, his face was pale and lifeless!

"Li...ru...wind."

A humming sound like nothingness came from the mysterious person's throat, and then he waved his hand gently.

The two men pulled the chain, lifted the black bag, and threw it into the cabin.

The aircraft cabin door slowly closed, and after a moment, the engine roared and the plane glided out in the heavy rain!

Just half an hour later, the plane disappeared from the radar.

Another thunder roared through the sky, and there was a silence in the cabin of the plane!

What sits in each seat is not the passengers, but one black body bag after another!

One of the black bags moved without warning and fell to the ground.

After a moment, one hand was exposed from the inside, the zipper was opened, and a young man's face was exposed, but it was Li Rufeng!

Li Rufeng stood up and sat up, hugged his head with both hands, and roared in great pain: "Ah!!"

The next second, the plane's fuselage lost balance and fell backwards from the sky, falling on an unmanned deep-sea island.

"boom!"

A huge impact sounded, and the entire plane turned into countless wreckage, and fires lit everywhere!

The powerful shock wave knocked Li Rufeng away and landed on a big tree. Looking at the countless wreckage of planes around him and the black body bags, Li Rufeng patted his head vigorously, "Who am I? Ah! I remembered... I am Li Rufeng!"

"But...whether...what is this? What's wrong with me? Why am I here? Ah...my head!"

"Boom!"

Another shocking thunder rolled through the sky, and Li Rufeng trembled and woke up from his dream!

It turned out that I had a dream.

Looking around, Guo Hai and others were sleeping stupidly. The room was pitch black and the night was dark!

He let out a long breath of turbid air and his eyes narrowed slightly.

No! That scene just now seems to be a dream!

He seems to have experienced it himself.

Yes, it was on that rainy night that a mysterious man slowly zipped up the zipper, and his wrist was right in front of him!

"Brother Feng, what's wrong with you?" But at this moment, Dong Jianli woke up and approached him and asked.

Li Rufeng glanced at him and said lightly: "It's nothing, I've had a dream, let's go to bed."

He will not fully trust anyone who says he knows himself until he finds his lost memory.

Li Rufeng couldn't sleep after lying down again.

...

...

It's late at night and people are quiet.

In the outskirts of Xiushui City, in a quiet villa.

In the elegant and quaint room, an old man stood in front of the table, his face was indifferent, his arms were hanging in the air, and his brush was slowly walking.

A big word "Tao" appeared on the paper.

The pen is vigorous, thick and powerful!

A man in Zhongshan dress walked up and stood quietly behind the old man.

"What's wrong?" the old man found him, but he asked lightly without looking back.

"Eighth Master, that Li Rufeng has entered the detention center. Next, should I send someone to give him..." The man in Zhongshan dress said respectfully. He was Zhou Qiang, one of Liang Hu's right-hand men.

"Can you silence me? If you can do it, do it." Eighth Master's voice was very dull.

"But... I don't have many brothers anymore, it's because he turned in, why don't you..."

The old man always turned his back to him without turning around, and said leisurely: "Are you a pig's brain? Look outside the window, someone will help you do it. There are many pawns!"

Zhou Qiang glanced out the window and asked tentatively: "What do you mean by... let Xiluo?"
Chapter completed!