() After staying in the hospital, Sanyao, apart from Jian Rou who came around from time to time, Wuru, the Blood Tu Wang, who knew that the storm of the martial arts world, lay down on this simple sickbed.

Zhang Yang's fingers on the hospital bed moved gently, and after a moment, he slowly opened his eyes.

My mind was blank, and I struggled to get up with difficulty, and shook my head hard.

Where is this?

After looking around, Zhang Yang looked confused. Who is he?

Yes, he lost his memory! When the protection time for rì Qiankun Five-Colored Jade reached, he was hit by a falling rock. If it weren't for the automatic protection of internal energy, he would have probably not died under Li Yuanchao's self-destruction, but was killed by a stone.

Just when Zhang Yang was still confused, Miss Jian happened to enter the door. When she saw Zhang Yang awaken, she was surprised and said: "You guy finally woke up! You should pay back the money you owe me. And I saved your life. You have to repay me. Tell me why you were buried in the soil..."

After talking for a while, Jian Rou saw the other party looking at her with a confused look on her face, and couldn't help but smile: "It's not that I have to pay you back the money, but my financial situation has been in some small situation recently. Can you pay me back first?"

Zhang Yang's eyes were confused and rubbed his head in pain and said, "Who are you? Do you know me?"

Jian Rou opened her mouth wide and muttered in a low voice: "You didn't deliberately pretend to have lost your memory to me just to not pay back the money."

Zhang Yang smiled bitterly. Although he couldn't remember many things, some memories in his mind told him that he didn't seem to be a shortage of money.

If you say that amnesia is not correct, although he can't remember most of the things, he still knows some common sense.

But even the fragments of his life seemed to have been sealed. He didn't know who he was, and he forgot everything he had once been.

Jian Rou muttered and half-beaten, and when she saw Zhang Yang didn't seem to be fake, she sighed in disappointment.

She was short of money and food recently. She was originally expecting this guy to wake up and pay back her own money, but she didn't expect that this guy would actually lose his memory.

"Don't worry, I'll go find a doctor to help you see, but you remember that you must pay me back when the disease is cured!" Jian Rou reminded her in a worried manner and ran out to call the doctor.

Zhang Yang shook his head bitterly, looking at the white flowers around him in confusion.

... "Doctor, how is he doing?" Jian Rou couldn't help but interrupt his thoughts when she saw that the doctor didn't speak.

"Strange, so strange!" The doctor shook his head vigorously and looked at Zhang Yang with confusion.

Jian Rou was angry and couldn't help but increase her voice and said, "Doctor, is he really losing his memory!"

The doctor finally came back to his senses and said a little embarrassedly: "Miss Jian, it seems that there is this possibility..."

"Nonsense! Your doctor actually used this word to me, you should just treat me perfunctorily!" Jian Rou was angry and shouted immediately.

Zhang Yang on the bed also looked at him in confusion. He was really amnesia. What does this person mean?

The doctor looked entangled and hesitated for a while: "There is no problem with this feeling, but this gentleman's mind seems to be a little different from ours..."

Jian Rou made a sudden realization. Seeing Zhang Yang staring at her, she immediately pulled the doctor to the side and asked in a low voice: "Do you mean he is a psychopath? There is something wrong with his brain?"

The doctor almost choked to death, coughed a few times before laughing: "It's not this problem, but this gentleman's brain structure feels a little different from regular input, and the instrument cannot detect it. However, it shouldn't be a big problem after watching the movie. Maybe it's because there is blood stasis and pressure in the brain, and maybe it will be cured automatically after a while."

Jian Rou sighed disappointed and muttered: "This guy may not be able to do anything for the rest of his life, so who should I ask for my money?"

The doctor felt numb and he lost his memory when he entered the house. You still have the nerve to ask him for money.

However, he didn't dare to say this, and quickly smiled and said, "He can be discharged from the hospital now. It will be fine if he goes home and takes care of his life. But if you have to take this amnesia slowly, I will say goodbye first."

As soon as the doctor left, Jian Rou walked up to Zhang Yang angrily and said, "The doctor said you are fine and can be discharged from the hospital and go home. I will leave first. Remember to come back and pay back my money after the amnesia is cured."

Zhang Yang opened his mouth and said nothing, but he smiled bitterly in his heart. He didn't know who he was and how he went home.

However, this person has helped him a lot, and he is embarrassed to let him go. Although he has lost his memory, his subconscious mind tells him that he cannot easily owe the affection of the family.

"Oh, by the way, the things in the bag are yours. Look, maybe you can remember something else." Jian Rou, who was about to go out, suddenly said, pointing to the bag next to Zhang Yang and said.

Zhang Yang looked at it without caring, but instead chuckled, "What's your name? How can I repay you if I recover my memory?"

"My name is Jian Rou. If you are injured and have money, come to Taiyuan Jǐng Bureau to find me. I will go to work there." He said with a smile and turned around and left.

Zhang Yang was confused for a moment, opened the plastic bag next to him, staring at a dark shirt and a piece of jade inside.

His clothes that he was shattered in the explosion had long been broken, and only this inner armor and Qiankun Five-Colored Jade were not damaged.

There was nothing else on his body, except for the sick clothes, only the black ring in his hand made his eyes stay for a moment.

Thinking that this might be the only thing I could find in the past, Zhang Yang carefully put the jade pendant on, changed his shirt and then slowly left the ward.

After leaving the hospital, Zhang Yang was a little at a loss as he looked at the streets coming and going. Where should he go?

He was penniless and had no memories of the past, and it seemed that he could no longer tolerate him.

Zhang Yang walked on the street in confusion, watching the bustling crowds coming and going, as if he had been isolated by the whole world.

Where is his own home? Can he get in touch with him? Can he still find the past?

As he walked, Zhang Yang was a little hungry. He had not eaten anything more than Shiyao. Unfortunately, he didn't know, otherwise he wouldn't have been so calm.

Looking at the fragrance of dishes coming from the small restaurants on both sides of the street, Zhang Yang sniffed hard, but subconsciously ignored why he could smell the fragrance coming from such a distance.

"Gugu"

Her stomach had already started protesting, but Zhang Yang looked helpless. Should he go to the Jǐng Survey Bureau to find Jian Rou for help?

But when I entered the family, I said that I had no money, so I probably wouldn't help him anymore.

But our Miss Jian also ignored how could an ordinary person feel so calm after falling into amnesia? How could he be without any panic? At that time, they should have grabbed every life-saving straw instead of letting her leave easily.

Zhang Yang touched his stomach and wandered around for a while, and said helplessly, "I remember that I don't seem to be like this hungry person. Even if I lose my memory, I don't have a penny."

After fumbled around on his body for a few times, Zhang Yang sighed. He didn't know that everything he had before was stuffed into the ring.

Now he forgot his martial arts and also forgot to use jing's magical power to take out the things from the ring.

He swallowed his saliva, Zhang Yang sniffed and did not think about being hungry. It was his most urgent thing now that he had to get some money.

In his subconscious, he could handle any problem as long as he had money, but what could he do now?

As he walked, Zhang Yang was discouraged. What should he do?

He forgot what he is good at, and he has no identity certificate, so he may not be recruited such employees.

"That Miss Jian seems to be working in the Jǐng Bureau. I went to her to apply for an identity certificate, probably not to ask for help, right?" Zhang Yang murmured, and soon made up his mind, in order not to starve to death on the street, so that he could enter if he wanted to enter.

I found a way to find out the location of the Jǐng Bureau, and walked towards the other side.

…Beijing, Guoan Headquarters.

"Director, something is wrong!"

Ji Chengyuan, the newly appointed director of the National Security Bureau, had a dark face and said angrily: "What happened again!"

It has been half a month since the S Province War. There have been too many incidents in the past half month, and the martial arts world is much more chaotic than before.

Under pressure, he was busy until late at night, which made him think of retirement. Guoan had too many troubles.

"Director, nine of the thirteen southern provinces have reported urgent reports!" The subordinates looked at Ji Chengyuan with fear, and cold sweat dripped from their faces.

Ji Chengyuan's eyes froze and he said angrily: "What's wrong? Are those guys going to cause trouble for me too?"

The news reported wiped the sweat from his forehead and hesitated: "There has been a big deal in the nine provinces, and all the directors of the branch were assassinated..."

"What! Who is it? Is the Southern Wulin really going to fight our country?" Ji Chengyuan smashed everything he could, his face was extremely pale.

The director of the Guoan Branch was at least a small success, but now nine people were killed, and their Guoan could not withstand such losses.

In the Southern Wulin, who else can assassinate so many powerful people at the same time? The chaos has come!

"Director, not only that, but..."

Ji Chengyuan roared angrily, shouting with red eyes: "Speak quickly!"

"Also Li Weimin from the Southern Province has announced his escape from the jurisdiction of our country. The other directors of the three provinces in Nanjiang, Zhejiang and Jiangsu were also swaying and frequently contacted the martial arts associations." After saying this, the warrior finally could not bear Ji Chengyuan's pressure and collapsed to the ground.

"The south has been lost, and the martial arts world is in chaos!" Ji Chengyuan murmured, sighing and no longer speaking, turning around and walking deep into the headquarters. This matter is no longer something he can solve.

Guoan has been in chaos, and other places are probably not far away.

The Nanwulin is now a barrel of explosives that is about to be ignited, and any fuse may trigger a war.

This is not a trivial matter, but a great war that thousands of warriors are involved, and no one can bear this responsibility.

Especially the strong men sent by Guoan to the Nanwulin were either dead or surrendered, and he could not afford such a huge loss.
Chapter completed!