Chapter 281 The power, restore memory!

"Mufan, don't scare me, woo... I know it's wrong, I know it's wrong..."

"I just want you to save me again. I'm afraid. I'm afraid that I don't have enough confidence to say that I like you..."

"I just want you to take the initiative, just a little bit. I really don't know that things are so serious. Whoo, I really don't know..."

"I won't dare to do it again. I'll listen to you in everything. I dare not, woo..."

At this time, in an empty suburb, Feng Lan held Mu Fan lying on the ground and confessed painfully. Like a child who made a big mistake, he burst into tears and both of them wanted to curse.

"Hey! I said, are you finished? He can't die. Why are you crying?

At this time, the girl in sportswear, wrapped her hands around her arms and said impatiently to Feng Lan. What she despised most was the girl wiped her tears and pretended to be pitiful. What did she do?

"I want you to take care of it!"

Feng Lan's accusation against the girl is like a hen who has lost a chicken, who has to bite whom!

"Can you stop shaking me all the time? It hurts,"

At this time, Mu Fan, who was lying on Feng Lan's lap, grinned and looked at Feng Lan with a pale face, and said weakly;

"I don't shake, but you are not allowed to have anything," Feng Lan nodded and wiped his tears. At this time, he looked at the girl and the middle-aged man who stood motionless from beginning to end, and roared; "Why don't you go to the hospital? Do you want to kill him? Go to the hospital..."

"I can't die, young lady, can you be quiet for a while?"

Feng Lan nodded, then his mouth was sobbing. Mu Fan then looked sideways at the two people beside him. When he saw the girl, he was a little surprised. He knew the racing girl who appeared halfway when he went to his hometown in Suzhou with Qu Tiandao. And the other middle-aged man is very strange.

Mu Fan said lightly, "Thank you! Did old man Qu ask you to come here?

The girl was slightly stunned and said angrily, "Can you pay attention to the words!" Do you always talk to your elders in this tone?

"Guanling!"

She was gently scolded by the middle-aged man. The girl snorted coldly and walked to the car and stopped talking.

The middle-aged man approached Mu Fan and smiled and said, "It has nothing to do with Mr. Qu. I just got your message and came to you. I also happened to encounter the previous scene. Fortunately, it came in time."

Mu Fan was slightly stunned. Now he moved a little, and his whole body sweated coldly. His strength to speak was half weakened. At this time, he could only tilt his head and lay on Feng Lan's lap in a strange posture. He looked at the middle-aged man and said curiously, "Why did you save me?"

The middle-aged man was slightly stunned and looked at Mu Fan with strange eyes, but after confirming that Mu Fan's speech was not abnormal, he smiled bitterly: "This is the second time we have met and the second time we have saved you,"

"The second time?" Under the headlights, Mu Fan squinted at the middle-aged man's unclear appearance and frowned; "I don't seem to have seen you,"

"You should be only eight years old when I saved you for the first time. Maybe you are young, forget it," the middle-aged man said lukewarmly;

"Eight years old?" Mu Fan smiled bitterly, and it was the previous thing. He sighed and said, "I lost my memory. I don't remember what happened eight years ago."

"Amnesia?"

This time, it surprised the middle-aged man a little. He walked to Mu Fan, squatted down, touched the latter's head, frowned, and his eyes narrowed slightly. At that moment, his eyes seemed to be frozen. Mu Fan saw it very seriously. It seemed that only the dead could do this. Thinking of this, Mu Fan suddenly had a burst of horror, but then came from his head. A strange wave of fluctuations made Mu Fan's back feel cold.

Before Mu Fan was shocked, the middle-aged man had stood up and sighed, "Have you ever suffered any serious brain injuries? There is a coagulated blood clot that suppresses your brain nerves, which is the reason for your memory loss."

Feng Lan looked at Mu Fan with tearful eyes and felt a little pain in his heart. It turned out that the man in his arms still had an unknown past.

At this time, Mu Fan was completely scared and looked at the middle-aged man. Mu Fan had a feeling at this time. It was the kind of fear that only Longtian could give him. His voice trembled a little and said, "How do you know? Touch my head and you will know?"

Hearing Mu Fan's words, the middle-aged man frowned into two lines and said doubtfully, "You really don't know why?"

Mu Fan shook his head subconsciously, but the pain from his body suddenly made him grin.

The middle-aged man sighed and said, "It seems that Long Lao is hiding a lot from you. Hey, it's too difficult for him..."

Hearing Long Lao's dazzling eyes, Mu Fan suddenly frowned, endured the pain, looked directly at the middle-aged man, and said, "Do you know the old man?"

"Old man? Ha ha, you should call me grandpa!" The middle-aged man smiled bitterly at the old man who shouted at Mu Fan who made Huaxia respect him. Maybe only the young man in front of him has this qualification!

After the middle-aged man sighed again, he looked at Mu Fan with burning eyes and said, "You should know about the old dragon, and the whole Long family should know it, but he has never mentioned it to you. The purpose is to worry that you will be proud and depraved for this. After all, the green shade he supported for the Long family is too wide."

"But Long is always a visionary person, and the truth is the same. He didn't tell you what happened about him, otherwise there may be no Long family in China now..."

The middle-aged man didn't say a word, which made Mu Fan's heart beat! Nowadays, even if the Long family is blocked by the world's three killer organizations, it is still difficult to survive. What kind of force can make the Long family no longer exist many years ago?

Mu Fan looked completely decadent at this time, and his face was slightly cold. He said, "The old man is no longer..."

"I just knew it, otherwise I wouldn't have come to you. You are in a dangerous situation now!" The middle-aged man looked at Mu Fan with a sad face and reminded him;

"It seems that the situation has always been like this," Mu Fan said with a wry smile;

"No!" The middle-aged man looked serious and said, "These gangsters are not your biggest threat. The biggest threat is a group of people like me!"

Mu Fan's pupils contracted in an instant. At this time, Mu Fan did not understand why the bullets that should have been shot on his body before getting on the car suddenly stopped in the air. After the behavior of the middle-aged man, Mu Fan could be sure that the middle-aged man in front of him had a little non-human feeling. And he said that his biggest threat is people like him! Isn't it not to give a way to live?

Mu Fan took a breath of cold air, looked at the middle-aged man, and said in disbelief, "Who are you?" How did those bullets happen before?

The middle-aged man looked up at the quiet Feng Lan and said, "Can you retreat?"

Feng Lan gently put down Mu Fan, and then walked to the side of the car. There were only two people left on the grass. The middle-aged man stood still. When Mu Fan was curious, a scene of panic suddenly appeared again. A small stone in front of Mu Fan was floating back and forth in front of Mu Fan at this time!

"The powerman!"

Mu Fan said a noun that he didn't believe in.

"That's right,"

"It turns out that this kind of person really exists,"

Some of what happened tonight made Mu Fan unseverable! A powerman is an incompetent time bomb! The existence that can take anyone's life away at any time! Imagine that a senior official was eating, and suddenly the fork in his hand flew up and then stabbed his throat. What would happen?

When Mu Fan was rescued, Mu Fan also had the idea of a power, but he didn't believe it, so he dispelled this conjecture. At this time, the middle-aged man proved this with facts. It was not magic, but a real power!

Looking at Mu Fan, who was in a trance, the middle-aged man understood the feeling of knowing the real existence of the power for the first time. Didn't he come here like this at the beginning!

"Your grandfather is also a powerman,"

"Ha ha, this joke is not funny..." Mu Fan smiled a little silly and ridiculously at this time. Because he thinks this sounds ridiculous, but can he not believe it? At this time, recalling the bits and pieces of living with Longtian, it's not that I can't find any clues! At this time, the more he recalled, the more Mu Fan felt that Long Tian had fooled him, which was the display of power!

"You have a blood clot in your brain. Didn't you go to the hospital for treatment?" At this time, the middle-aged man threw out his biggest doubts and looked at Mu Fan, saying strangely;

"I went to see it, but the doctor didn't dare to have an operation, because it was too close to the brain nerve, and it would kill people, so I didn't do it," Mu Fan was a little disappointed and whispered;

"Your grandfather didn't say anything?"

"No, he never cares about my amnesia. I mentioned it to him. He didn't make any comments, just said that he couldn't die," Mu Fan said with a wry smile;

The middle-aged man became more and more strange. After being silent for a long time, he suddenly stopped and looked surprised. But looking at Mu Fan's appearance, he shook his head again. His appearance was extremely strange, while Mu Fan was blocked and didn't want to say a word!

After the two were silent for a long time, the middle-aged man looked at Mu Fan and said, "Can you hold on now?"

"I can't die anyway. Why?"

"Help you recover your memory,"

"...what do you want to do?" Mu Fan grinned and looked at the hot middle-aged man with a worried face.

"A small operation, the process is painless,"

"This is not an abortion. The doctor said that it would kill people!"

"I'm only worried that after helping you recover your memory, a large number of fragments of past memories will have a huge impact on your spirit. That's the most painful, but it's just painful, and it won't kill people."

Mu Fan's inner struggle, recovery and non-recovering don't seem to have much to do with it.

Looking at Mu Fan's struggling expression, the middle-aged man reminded him, "Maybe this is what Long Lao means. He could have helped you recover your memory, but he didn't. I think there should be something strange about it. Don't you want to know what secrets he put on you? Maybe this is the last thing he left for you."

"Well, what will he leave for me..."

"What you need most!"

"He doesn't know what I need most..."

"I believe that Long Lao's foresight will definitely see through the thoughts of his only grandson,"

"Oh, come on!"

After Mu Fan finished speaking, he closed his eyes and lay quietly on the grass.

The middle-aged man squatted next to Mu Fan, and then pressed his hands on Mu Fan's head and frowned. This time, his eyes were closed. After a while, he could clearly see that Mu Fan's hair was blown by the wind, divided into two sides, while Mu Fan did not respond, but felt that there seemed to be a wind blowing in his head, hot, and then It is constantly hitting the depths of my mind like a water wave.

Exactly twenty minutes later, the middle-aged man stood up in a sweat, one step away from Mu Fan, and the moment the middle-aged man's hand left, Mu Fan's body began to tremble violently. Just like every time he had a headache in the past, he twitched **, and the sweat on his body for a short minute was more than blood.

"Ah~~~~"

In the dark night, in the suburbs, there was a creepy cry!

"What did you do to him?"

At this time, when Feng Lan saw Mu Fan's painful appearance, Feng Lan was stunned. He ran all the way, knelt on the ground, hugged Mu Fan's head, and his panicked head was blank. Feng Lan once saw Mu Fan's scene, that he was kidnapped to an abandoned steel factory, and later Mu Fan saved her. After the two dived out, Mu Fan is what he looks like now, but that time is much better than this time.

Feng Lan held Mu Fan's head and didn't let him bump. Tears dripped into a line. Looking at the painful lines of tears flowing from the corners of Mu Fan's eyes, his heart was even more painful.

"Why on earth? Why? Why do you want him to suffer so much? They all deserve to die, woo-woo... Mu Fan, don't be afraid, don't cry, there's still me, and me..."

It took him ** for half an hour before Mu Fan's body stopped **. At this time, he was soaked all over, his body was a little cold, sweaty, and tears on his face. It seemed that Mu Fan was old in an instant. Feng Lan hugged Mu Fan and refused to relax. He hugged him tightly in his arms and panicked.

Mu Fan opened his eyes, looked at Feng Lan, who was sobbing, and reached out to wipe off the latter's tears.

"Mu Fan! Mufan, are you all right? Don't scare me, okay? What's wrong with you? What's wrong with you..."

Seeing Mu Fan wake up, the middle-aged man frowned slightly, shook his head and sighed. Guanling in the distance was also secretly relieved at this time. Just now, Mu Fan's situation was really horrible.

Mu Fan's voice gurgling weakly; "Go to the hospital, Jiaxing First Hospital,"

Feng Lan nodded, that is, to help Mu Fan up. Passing by the middle-aged man, Mu Fan looked at the latter and said with a faint smile; "I remember, thank you,"

"You should thank Grandpa,"

Mu Fan didn't say anything, so he walked towards the car with difficulty.

"I'd like to trouble you again,"

Guan Ling did not answer. Several people got on the bus and left and rushed to the First Hospital in Jiaxing.