[Volume 1] Section 1: Mysterious Dream

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"Crack~"

The sky was dark and the rain was frighteningly heavy; it seemed like silver waterfalls pouring down from the sky; beside the dark road, an extended red flag car was parked on the roadside. The sound of gunfire in the distance,

Like fried beans, the crackling sound echoed throughout the world. Even if the rain fell so hard, it still couldn't be covered.

"Mr. Xu Jie, I leave my son to you! No matter what, you must raise him up; I leave it to you!" A middle-aged man with a handsome face and full of masculinity looked anxiously at the gray-haired man opposite him.

said.

"Don't worry! Boss, I will definitely raise the young master." The man named Xu Jie nodded and said vowedly.

"Thank you! Thank you! Okay, Amei. Time is running out. We have to leave quickly. It would be terrible if those guys find out." The middle-aged man looked at a beautiful woman next to him and shouted anxiously.

"Here... let me see Mingming!" The beautiful middle-aged woman looked at the child standing in the rain with tears on his face, and said sobbing. The last one, who was only three years old,

He hugged her tightly, "My child! You must grow up well and learn more skills from Mr. Xu Jie. Only then can you avenge us! Mom... Mom, I can't bear to leave you!!"

"Dad, Mom, where are you going! Don't leave Mingming, don't leave me alone. Woohoo~" The three-year-old child seemed to realize that his parents were about to leave him; he cried into tears, hoping

You can leave your parents behind.

"Okay! Amei, it's time to go! If you don't leave, it will be too late." The middle-aged man looked at the flashing lights behind the road, quickly pulled the middle-aged beautiful woman, and forced her into the car.

中.Looking at the child who was crying heartbrokenly, and then at Xu Jie, he suddenly felt sad, turned around and said slowly: "If you don't have the strength, just let Ming Ming An An and be ordinary."

People!"

After saying that, the man got into the car and drove away.

Xu Jie hurriedly hugged the crying Mingming and squatted in the thick weeds. Sure enough, in a matter of seconds, dozens of cars chased him. Each of these people were wearing black suits and holding various submachine guns.

Following closely behind the red flag car, he shouted loudly: "Li Boxheng, you can't escape! Today is the day you die!!"

"Go to hell!!" A car rushing at the front opened the sunroof above its head, and a burly man came out carrying a personal rocket launcher. After taking aim, he clicked the launcher.

With a loud "boom", the Hongqi car, which was still running wildly, exploded into a ball of flames; various car parts were scattered in all directions.

Xiao Mingming, who was hiding in the grass, opened his eyes in fear. This scene will remain in his young mind forever. He wanted to scream, but Xu Jie covered his mouth tightly and could not utter any words.

Any sound; I can only let the liquid on my face, whether it is tears or rain, slowly slide down from my face...

"ah!!"

On the large Simmons bed, a handsome young man suddenly opened his eyes. He looked at the familiar environment around him, and it proved that he was still at home; his face was flushed, and he touched his head in a daze, and his whole body

He seemed very disappointed. He didn't know what happened, why he had been having this dream repeatedly every night for more than ten years, and what did it mean?

The young man's name is Chen Ming. He has been an orphan since he was a child. He never knew who his biological parents were, let alone met them. Chen Ming was brought up by his master since he was a child. The master is a very mysterious person.

I rarely see him a few times, and he has become accustomed to the lonely days.

Chen Ming wiped the cold sweat on his head, stood up slowly, walked to the bathroom step by step, turned on the water in the sink, and washed his face with the cold liquid. He felt that his mood was much better. He raised his head

, looking at himself in the mirror, half of his face was covered with red tattoos, which spread from his face to the root of his neck. For fourteen years, this tattoo would appear whenever he had nightmares. He habitually

He pulled open his pajamas and looked at his chest. Sure enough, it was still the red dragon with its teeth and claws.

He took off his pajamas completely and looked at himself in the mirror. A red dragon tattoo was wrapped around his body. Not only on his hands, but also on his neck and half of his face. The dragon tail was on his face.

On the top, the dragon's head and front paws are hovering on the chest, showing indescribable power and ferociousness.

As Chen Ming calmed down, the red dragon also dissipated little by little, and finally he became a normal person again, with his face and chest clean and nothing. It was as if the dragon had never appeared at all.

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Chen Ming heard from his master that this kind of tattoo is made from the blood of pigeons with red eyes and white feathers, mixed with special secret medicine. It usually looks like nothing, but when drinking, sweating and being emotional,

When he was young, it would appear on his body. He didn’t know what it was, he only knew that he had it since he was very young. When he asked the master, the master also said that he was too young and didn’t know about it yet, and he never told himself.

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He looked at the time and saw that it was already four o'clock in the morning. Chen Ming knew that daybreak was about to come. After having the dream just now, he probably couldn't fall asleep anymore; he might as well just stay in bed with his eyes open and wait until dawn.

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Chapter completed!