In an underground room, there are many dilapidated tables, chairs, and cabinets in this messy place, which should look like an office or something.

The dilapidated generator roared incessantly, and in the dimly lit room, a few wooden planks reached a simple bed, Yun Tian lay there.

After the injection of cardiac injections, Yun Tian has improved a lot, the wound has been stitched up, and the blood is no longer flowing.

The infusion on his arm was still ticking and falling, looking at the cloudy sky with his eyes closed, Pan Yao and Tang Xi had been sitting there.

Although the wound has been temporarily stopped, he has not yet passed the dangerous period due to excessive bleeding.

The medicine here is limited, Yun Tian is still having a low-grade fever, as long as the fever subsides, he will be considered to have returned from the ghost gate.

In addition to the potions, Pan Yao and Tang Xi kept changing the towels on his heads, but fortunately, the terrain here is low-lying and close to the river, so the water source is not difficult to find.

Now they have no other way but to wait, hoping that Yuntian can carry it over and recover as much as possible.

In another room, Feihu, Niu Boyu, Li Qingyang, and Honglong sat there, exhausted and eating compressed biscuits.

The supplies here are relatively abundant, so even if a few people hide there, they can survive for a few months.

"Dad, what the hell is going on, why are you here?"

Niu Boyu took his father's hand, what had happened to him over the years, and why he was here again.

"Niu Boyu, the matter of your father and son, let's wait until we get back."

Before Feihu could speak, Li Qingyang interrupted Niu Boyu's question, which made Niu Boyu stunned, could it be that he was not curious.

"You're the Son of the Shadows, aren't you?"

Feihu looked at Li Qingyang's eyes, he understood the reason why Li Qingyang didn't let him say it, obviously, it was because of the identity of the red dragon in front of him.

"Uncle Niu, yes, my name is Jiang Fei, and my father is the Shadow Shadow Team Leader."

The red dragon naturally also understood that the reason why Li Qingyang had always been hostile to him was not just because he had harmed Yuntian.

The shadow of his father is obviously one of the important reasons.

Li Qingyang has always suspected that the inner ghost inside the high-level is the shadow of the leader of the entire secret service team, so he has always been wary of the red dragon.

Along the way, he has always been wary of the red dragon, and to put it mildly, his muzzle has never left the red dragon's body.

"Your father is stingy, but he is still a man, if he is a traitor, I'm afraid I will also be a traitor."

Feihu smiled and patted Li Qingyang's shoulder, when he was not a shadow, Feihu knew him, although Tianlong still doubted it, but Feihu didn't believe it.

People will become, but the shadow will not, the guy who doesn't like to talk has an account in his heart, what can and can't be done, he knows very well.

"Thank you, uncle."

Feihu's words suddenly made the red dragon almost shed tears of gratitude, and this kind of words to correct his father's name was even more of a relief for him.

"Father, what's going on? Didn't you say you fell into the river and were swept away by the water? ”

For such a combat hero, a large force was sent to search for it along the way, but there was nothing in the turbulent river.

"It's a long story, it was really a life of nine deaths at the beginning, but fortunately, I was blessed with a great life."

Feihu smiled as he reached out and touched the long scar on his face, which was left behind that time.

This thing goes back to a few years ago, when the task was difficult, but it was finally completed.

The other party was not reconciled, and immediately sent a team of hundreds of people to pursue, vowing to capture the hostages back and inflict heavy damage on them.

Fighting while retreating, this battle was full of blood, the enemy attacked frantically, and in front of this elite team, they were simply sent to death.

However, the other party is also a dead mission, and if it can't be completed, everyone will die.

Therefore, this extremely tragic fight entered the Gao Qi Dynasty from the very beginning, and the people turned on their backs in the desperate charge, but they did not look back.

For such a desperate attack, this elite team was also very difficult, and the speed of retreat was repeatedly slowed down, and everyone entered a state of madness.

Killing people to numbness, even if he looked back a few years later, Flying Tiger still thought it was the most tragic battle.

Eventually, they retreated to a key chain bridge.

As long as the chain bridge is crossed, the enemy will have no chance to counterattack, and it is at that time that the Flying Tiger has an accident.

After retreating continuously, the Flying Tiger finished up, and after shooting a shuttle of bullets, he turned around and stepped onto the chain bridge.

At the other end of the more than 50-meter chain bridge, his comrades-in-arms had already built a defense, just waiting for him to rush over.

Unexpectedly, a grenade thrown behind him exploded directly.

Although the Flying Tiger avoided most of the shrapnel, the planks under his feet broke in response, and it was impossible to cross the river at this time.

In this way, the flying tiger fell directly from the chain bridge dozens of meters high, and with the broken bridge plate, he fell into the turbulent river.

The raging river pushed him all the way down, but the flying tiger at that time was already unknown.

The only thing he remembered was the heart-rending cries of his comrades, but the shock wave of the grenade explosion made him faint before he could fall into the river.

Until he woke up once, he didn't know how far he had been swept away by the river.

And the reason why he escaped was completely because the broken bridge plate saved his life.

Instinctively, he grabbed two planks, and it was because of this that he escaped the fate of drowning.

After exerting the last of his strength, he finally climbed ashore in a flat river.

Although the shrapnel on his body was not fatal, he was also injured, looking at the wrinkles of the skin bubbles, the flying tiger secretly screamed badly.

He had been in this current for at least five or six hours, and if that were the case, how far would he have been washed out.

The river was originally near the border, and this time it rushed out at least a hundred miles away, although the fortune was great and he did not drown, but if he wanted to go back, he was afraid that it would be difficult.

Weakness all over his body, coupled with blood, Feihu gritted his teeth and climbed forward, but before he could climb out, he fell there.

The consciousness of the Buddha stopped at that moment, and he was bound to die, but when he opened his eyes again, he was stunned by the surrounding qiē.

He was lying in a dilapidated room, the roof above which was clearly thatched.

There was a dilapidated smell in the humble house, and the few pieces of furniture that were left were in tatters.

He tried to sit up, but he collapsed on the bed weakly, and looked at the dilapidated roof, and he fell into a deep sleep again.

In a daze, he felt something sticky and hot touch his lips, and instinctively opened his mouth, and a stream of fragrant mucus flowed in.

At this time, he didn't care what this fragrant thing was, and hurriedly opened his mouth wide and poured it violently, and then he didn't even open his eyes, and continued to sleep.

Again and again, he should have had a high fever at that time, and his consciousness was sometimes awake and sometimes blurred, and it was like this for three days.

Three days later, with a strong will and a hard-training body, he finally had a fever.

He opened his eyes and looked at the dilapidated room again, where an old man was sitting.

He is in his seventies, his face full of wrinkles and dark skin that represents his work.

There were many holes in the ragged clothes, but they were relatively clean, and after watching Feihu wake up, his wrinkled face finally showed a smile.

A sharp headache made him can't help but hug his head with his hand, and at this time he realized that he still had strips of cloth wrapped around his head.

From this humble room, it can be seen that this old man is afraid that he will not be able to guarantee three meals, let alone use gauze.

The sticky plant mucus in the rag strip should be the healing Chinese herbal medicine.

Gradually, the pain finally subsided, but the flying tiger's brain was empty, and the violent impact not only left him covered in injuries, but also shook his brain.

The memory disappeared for a while, and his situation was the same as Yuntian's now, under amnesia, he didn't know who he was, and he didn't know how he was here.

Later, he learned that the old man had gone out to chop firewood and picked him up, which was an old forest deep in the mountains and could be seen everywhere in Myanmar.

In addition to the old man in front of him, there was also his wife, but because he was sick in bed, he didn't come.

So in this way, after the amnesia, the flying tiger recuperated here with peace of mind, and this stay was half a year.

Tong Guò got along for half a year, and the two old men were very good to him, and he was strong, so he naturally took over the work of the family.

Farming and chopping wood, and occasionally using his own bow and arrows to shoot some prey, this half a year is so carefree, although he doesn't even know who he is.

He was strictly cultivated by his father since he was a child, and he trained hard when he entered the army, so this time is precious for Flying Tiger.

But happy days always have an end time, and with the death of the old couple who are seriously ill, Feihu suddenly returns to a person again.

Still without any memory, he buried the two old men and lived there, because he didn't know where he came from, let alone where he was going.

And just then, an armed force came to his place of residence, and because he wanted to rob him of his prey, he immediately fought with them.

Flying Tiger's ability can be imagined, how can those three or two three-legged cats be his opponents, and at this moment, the armed boss has taken a fancy to Flying Tiger.

After several lobbies, Feihu, who had nothing to do, finally agreed to join his mercenary group, and just like that, he left the place where he had lived for half a year.

Tossing and turning, he went all the way forward, and when he woke up one day, his memory suddenly returned.

With such ease, he took back all his memories, and at this moment, their mercenary team had been controlled by the Heaven Group.

This may not have been something he expected at all, but he just entered the Heaven Group in this way.