"It all started 22 years ago, in 1995......

Ye Wannian's expression was solemn, his voice was very small, with a bit of pain and terrible thoughts, and he slowly told about this past that had been sealed in his heart for more than 20 years and had never been mentioned to anyone!

In 1995, on the sixth day of the first lunar month, there was heavy snow on the outskirts of Zhonghai.

At that time, Ye Wannian was 49 years old, and he was in the year of fighting, and he was doing feng shui garden business with his father Ye Zhong.

At that time, the Ye family was not as powerful as it is now, but it was also a wealthy businessman with millions of assets.

On the outskirts of Zhonghai, they have a large-scale garden cultivation base, which is the prototype of the Ye family's old house in Zhonghai today.

On that day, it happened to coincide with the Chinese New Year, and all the workers went home on vacation.

Ye Wannian and his father stayed in the base, eating hot pot, when the door of the house was suddenly opened, and a middle-aged couple walked in, holding a baby in their arms.

"Benefactor, why are you here? Come in and warm your hands! Ye Zhong was excited when he saw someone coming.

He was originally a medicine farmer from an ordinary family, and one year, he went to the mountains and forests in the northeast to collect medicine, but unfortunately got lost, and it was the man in front of him who saved his life.

Later, the man taught him the art of forest planting, which contained a broad and profound feng shui numerology, which was tried and tested.

Ye Zhong relied on this craft to make a fortune, and the man was not only his benefactor, but also his nobleman, and his attitude was natural and kind.

The other party didn't say a word, handed the baby in swaddling clothes to Ye Zhong reluctantly, and said lightly: "Raise him up, don't mention this matter to anyone, it will rot in the stomach for the rest of your life!" ”

Ye Zhong couldn't refuse in the face of his benefactor's entrustment, and understood that the other party must have encountered a big trouble if he handed over his own flesh and blood to himself, so he couldn't bear the doubts in his heart and nodded in agreement.

"Brother Tian, let's give our son a name!" The beautiful woman said sadly.

The man's eyes were burning, he looked at the baby whining and crying in swaddling clothes, and sighed: "With the hatred of the dead clan and the enmity of the ages, let's call him Li Huaifeng!" ”

Hearing this, the corners of the beautiful woman's eyes were moist, and she couldn't bear to hold the child, bring a needle and thread, and embroider the word Li Huaifeng on his swaddling clothes.

"Ye Zhong, I pass on your feng shui yang house flowers and trees, can ensure the prosperity of three generations of your Ye family, I have nothing else to ask for, I only ask you to raise my child to adulthood, when he becomes an adult, if he is a dragon, tell his real name, if he does nothing, you should repay my kindness, let him live ordinary!" The man commanded.

Ye Zhongwu nodded to himself, and couldn't help but want to ask, but he heard the sound of a car engine outside the house, which came suddenly.

"Brother Tian, they're catching up!"

The delicate body of the beautiful woman was shocked, and her amorous face was full of national hatred, family hatred and grief.

"Then let's have a good fight!" The man shouted.

The mountain-like majestic figure, with the spirit of a king that people dare not look at directly, waved his big hand, only to feel a gust of wind sweeping in front of him, and the door of the hut slammed open.

He was fearless, in the snowflakes, his figure was like a frost dragon, fighting with more than 20 people rushing out of eight cars.

He took the bullet with his bare hands, and his figure was as fast as a whirlwind, as if he was one with heaven and earth, and he fought a desperate battle with people from different countries who spoke different languages, yellow, black, white, and brown.

For more than an hour, it was dark outside.

The man was covered in blood, and he solved more than 20 mysterious masters on his own, but in the end, he was also physically exhausted, and he didn't expect that this group of people was constantly reinforced, and more and more masters rushed to arrive, and finally, knocked the man down in a pool of blood.

"Brother Tian!" Seeing this, the beautiful woman rushed out desperately, and her strength was also good.

However, the tiger was difficult to defeat the wolves, and the couple were tied to the car by this group of people with cold iron ropes, piercing their wrists and ankles.

At that time, Ye Wannian and his father Ye Zhong were so frightened that they were already paralyzed on the ground, feeling that a catastrophe was coming, and mysterious masters from different countries rushed into the house and brazenly grabbed the baby in swaddling clothes.

"Li Chaotian, your clan is about to be wiped out, do you still have to resist to the death? Work with us and I'll leave this incense for your clan! A white man with pale cheeks and unusually ruddy lips said.

Li Chaotian looked at the baby in his hand, and the corners of his mouth provoked a deep arc, which was fleeting.

"Hehe, you still don't want to bow your head, right, I'll see how hard your bones are, take it away!"

With a wave of his hand, the white man took the couple and the baby into the car.

Before leaving, he didn't forget to instruct: "Burn this place, not a single one will be left!" ”

The convoy left in a hurry, leaving only three Chinese people, an old man and two middle-aged men.

Ye Zhong and Ye Wannian's hearts trembled, thinking that death was coming, but they saw that the old man came in a hurry, and raised his hand to kill the two, but they heard a middle-aged man next to them: "Door master, the matter is over, there is no need to add more killing, let the two of them go!" ”

Hearing this, the old man groaned slightly, but suddenly waved his hand, slapped his palm on Ye Zhongtianling's cover, slapped him unconscious, and then left with his sleeves away, leaving a message: "God has the virtue of a good life, take care of your mouth, otherwise, your fate will be the same as your father." ”

That palm slapped Ye Zhong into a vegetative state, lay on the hospital bed for three years, and finally died of old age.

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"That's all there is to tell about your past!"

Ye Wannian sighed, recalling his father's fate, and tears were left in the corners of his eyes.

Li Huaifeng handed over a tissue, expressed deep sympathy, and paused: "As you said, I have been snatched away by that group of mysterious masters, why did I appear in the garbage heap on Temple Street, that group of people will not be kind enough to let me go, right?" ”

"Tanuki for the prince!"

Ye Wannian said fiercely: "The baby in swaddling clothes they took away is not you!" ”

"What? You saw with your own eyes being taken away by a foreign master, why wasn't it me? Could it be that there are other babies in your house? Li Huaifeng was puzzled.

"I could see clearly that your mother's name was embroidered on the swaddling clothes that wrapped you, but there was not a word on the swaddling clothes they took away!"

Ye Wannian took a deep breath, looked up at the sky at a forty-five degree angle and said: "On the house where I live, there is a skylight, and later I checked the scene, there is a row of mysterious footprints on the roof, it should be that your father was in the process of fighting with the strongman, someone sneaked in unknowingly and secretly took you away, this may be your father's plan to hide from the sky and the sea in advance, perhaps, the arrival of that mysterious person, even your father does not know." ”

"The way to verify the truth of what I said is very simple, I remember, on the baby's back, there is a faint wolf paw mark, you can see it at a glance!" Ye Wannian said.

Hearing this, Brother Feng was shocked, and immediately took off his shirt and took a mirror.

His back was crisscrossed with countless scars, most of which were left by later missions, except for one, in the middle of the back of his heart, with a not-so-obvious line, which he was born with.

The finger length of this mark resembles the claws of a wild wolf.

When he was a child, he didn't care, thinking that it was in the garbage can, scratched by wild cats and dogs, and left scars.

But now, hearing Ye Wannian's vow, he no longer has the slightest doubt about the authenticity of this story.

If these were not true, it would be impossible for Ye Wannian to know that he had a mark on his back.

The only explanation is that on that snowy night, he was present and witnessed the tragedy of his own parents being brutally abducted by a mysterious person.

"Who the hell are my parents? Why did you attract so many enemies? ”

Brother Feng asked spontaneously, and all kinds of questions that were difficult to find the truth filled his brain.

"Maybe my father can know some of the answer, but he later became a vegetative person and couldn't speak, I only know that he was in the northeast, in the Changbai Mountains and was rescued by his benefactor!" Ye Wannian said truthfully.

"Who is the mysterious man who kidnapped my father?" Li Huaifeng asked again.

Ye Wannian shook his head ashamedly, at that time, he had been stupid by the powerful methods of various masters, and he didn't even remember what they looked like.

"I only know the middle-aged man who was the last and opened his mouth to save my life!" Ye Wannian said coldly.

"Who is he?" Li Huaifeng said eagerly.

"Lord of the Hongs, Qiu Qiankun!"

22 years ago, Qiu Qiankun was not a leader, but his status in the door was already very high.

Ye Wannian was grateful to him, if it weren't for the other party's words back then, he might have gone to the underworld to report a long time ago.