The middle-aged man took the ID card from the person who fell into the water, and said: "Judging from the appearance of the ID card, you should be from Huaxia, could it be that you have encountered something unexpected when you went out to travel? ”

"Mu Feng, well, this surname is rare, and there should be results soon. ”

The middle-aged man carefully put the fragments of his ID card into his pocket, and then said to Mu Feng: "I see that your body is quite strong, and you should have the strength to do it, so I will help pull the Internet café, and introduce myself, my name is Wu Da, and I am a native of Morocco." ”

"Brother Wu is good," Mu Feng cautiously bowed lightly at the middle-aged man, his attitude was very respectful, and his eyes were full of deep fear.

Seeing the panic in Mu Feng's eyes, the middle-aged man said softly: "You don't have to be too nervous, although the country of Morocco is not peaceful, our Chinese forces still have some weight here." ”

"That's right, my eldest brother is the leader of a Moroccan Chinese gang," the girl next to her interjected.

Wu Da looked at Mu Feng, and he could guess in his heart that the reason why Mu Feng was panicked was not because he was in a different place or this gangster country, but because he didn't understand his identity, because he didn't understand, he was afraid, which was the most frightening.

Wu Da quickly arranged a job for Mu Feng, and looking at Mu Feng's diligent work, Wu Da's face showed a satisfied smile.

The fishing boat drifted at sea for about 10 hours before slowly returning to port in the afternoon.

This time, their harvest was not much, sailing into the port, Wu Da couldn't help but sigh lightly, and said: "There is no harvest from going to sea this time, this sea area is about to be fished out by those old hairymen, really TMD fuck, don't they understand what it means to fish with all their might?"

A sailor approached Wu Da's side and said, "These old hairy people know a fart, why don't they dare to do it for money?"

"But in this way, it will be difficult for us to pay the fishing tax. Wu Da shook his head with a wry smile, and said softly: "Let's do it for a few more months, it's really not good, we can only change careers." ”

"Captain, isn't your godson on an errand in Hongmen? Why don't you talk to him and ask him to help coordinate and coordinate, and we will pay a little less fishing tax." A sailor said.

"Now that their lives are not easy, let's not bother them. Wu Da categorically refused the sailor's request, he turned around and said to Mu Feng: "You can live with me first, but you kid had better be smart for me, if I find out that you have bad intentions, I will cut you with a knife." ”

After Wu Da finished speaking, he ripped off the collar on his chest, and on his chest, there was a scar more than a foot long, and the hideous scar seemed to tell Wu Da's glorious past.

Mu Feng nodded in fear, and then lowered his head again, not daring to look at Wu Da.

Seeing Mu Feng's submissive appearance, Wu Da secretly laughed in his heart, he knew that he was a little too much, and he felt a little funny when he thought that he had threatened a fool.

This wharf is not prosperous, there are some porters who come and go, most of these porters are Chinese, they see Wu Da, they are all smiling and greeting, the attitude is very respectful, it is obvious that Wu Da has a high prestige among these Chinese.

Leaving the dock, Wu Da drove an old-fashioned Volkswagen sedan, and he first sent his daughter to cram school, and then returned home with Mu Feng.

Wu Da's home is located in a Chinese neighborhood in Morocco, which still continues the architectural style of the Republic of China period, although it looks a little old, but it is very prosperous.

"Boss Wu, have you had a bumper harvest today?" shouted the owner of a tailor shop at the entrance of the block at Wu Da.

Wu Da scolded the owner of the tailor shop with a smile and said, "Harvest a fart, when Lao Tzu can't do it anymore, I will open a tailor shop next to you and steal your business." ”

The owner of the tailor shop laughed and said, "I'm not afraid of this, you have a knife in your hand, but you can't make scissors." ”

Along the way, the shops around the block greeted Wu Da, and Mu Feng followed closely behind Wu Da, and the blankness in his eyes gradually disappeared and gradually became clear.

Although he can't remember the past now, he still has the most basic eyesight, and it can be seen that Wu Da has a very high status in this Chinese neighborhood.

He also knew that by following Wu Da's side, he would definitely be able to find a way to recover his memory.

Wu Da said to Mu Feng as he walked: "Wait tomorrow I will ask someone to help you check your identity, these days, either I will find you an errand, or you will go to sea with me, you look at these stores around, if you will do what work and tell me, I will talk to those shops." ”

"Thank you, Brother Wu. Mu Feng said.

Wu Da turned his head with a curious expression, he glanced at Mu Feng, and laughed softly: "Yes, now you don't look as wooden as before, I thought you wouldn't even thank you." ”

Mu Feng smiled embarrassedly and didn't say anything.

Wu Da continued: "By the way, do you have no memory at all? For example, what kind of work did you do before? Or can you remember where you stayed before, or where is your hometown?"

Mu Feng thought hard for a long time, but still shook his head and said, "I only remember that I was on an island, and I don't remember the rest." ”

"On an island, are you from Taiwan Province?" he sighed lightly, and then said: "That's good, I also have some friends in Taiwan Province, I'll let him investigate, but let's say in advance, I won't help you for free, if you really want to find your family, you have to give me the cost of these inquiries." ”

"Definitely. Mu Feng nodded hurriedly, he now wanted to know what kind of person he was, a person who lost his memory was like losing his soul, and that kind of thirst for identity was something that no one could experience.

Wu Dahaha laughed and said: "But this is not for sure, maybe you have no family at all, or maybe you are a poor bastard." ”

Wu Da laughed for a while, patted Mu Feng's shoulder lightly, and said, "Okay, I'm just joking with you, we are all descendants of Yan and Huang, and it is appropriate to help each other." ”

As they spoke, they had already walked into a residential area, the houses in this residential area were very dilapidated, with wires in them, each residential building was close together, and there were only a few small alleys where two or three people could barely walk side by side.

This residential area is very much like a slum.

Seeing Wu Da coming back, many residents ran towards Wu Da one after another, and a big man at the front shouted directly at Wu Da: "Uncle Wu, you are finally back." ”

"What's wrong?" Seeing the big man's anxious look, Wu Da's face sank slightly and asked.

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