Chapter 192: Operation Xiaoyun's fake identity, Zhou Yun, was bought by a noble...

Wu Liang slowly raised his hands and closed his eyes.

"Have mercy. Blindfold me first, and I promise not to see anything."

The person behind him was panting unsteadily, and was obviously unsteady on his feet. The hand holding the knife was shaking.

Wu Liang smelled a strong smell of blood and said, "I'm a doctor. I can bandage you."

The young man was seriously injured and even needed to lean on Wu Liang's shoulders for support.

If the stalemate continued, he would cut Wu Liang's throat if his hand lost its balance.

Wu Liang: "Who among those who come to me for treatment isn't on the brink of death? I can open a clinic in this shabby place because I keep my mouth shut. Put down the knife, I'll bandage you, and from now on I'll pretend I've never seen you."

The young man couldn't hold on any longer and fell onto the sofa beside him.

Wu Liang pointed at the knife still on his neck:

"Are you a psychic? I'm going to get some medicine from the cabinet. Be careful, or I might expose you by mistake."

Wu Liang went to the shelf to get the medicine, and his eyes were calmly watching the criminal who broke into the house.

Black hair, light brown eyes. His delicate face was pale, looking somewhat frightening under the harsh light.

Wu Liang put the medicine aside and reached out to unbutton his coat.

The young man's unfocused eyes had not yet recovered, but his hand was holding Wu Liang vigilantly.

"...What?"

Wu Liang: "Let me clean your wound."

There was a deep wound across the pale and thin waist and abdomen, as if it was stabbed with a dagger. The wound was a little torn, and a fuzzy brown blood clot had been stuck around it.

Wu Liang: "Just bear with it."

A bottle of disinfectant was poured directly onto the wound.

The young man was caught off guard and felt so much pain that his waist almost bounced back!

The dagger finally lost control and fell to the ground with a clang.

The young man tried hard to suppress his groan of pain, gripping the armrest of the sofa with his knuckles until they turned white and he even bit his lower lip.

After Wu Liang finished bandaging the wound, the young man lay exhausted on the sofa, sweating profusely.

"...Thank you. I don't have any money now. I will pay you back when I make some."

Wu Liang didn't expect this development and glanced at the young man in surprise.

Compared to those vicious criminals, he is much younger than them.

That's why he accepted the bandage without any vigilance and didn't notice that something was added to the medicine.

...still a child.

But this is the slums, and even if the opponent is a child, you must be extremely vigilant.

The young man's eyes gradually lost focus. He wanted to shake his head to refresh himself, but his eyelids eventually closed uncontrollably.

*

Wu Liang sat on the sofa and looked at the tied young man.

"woke up?"

The young man's eyes were blank, and he suddenly became alert.

He finally came to his senses, but found that his mental power was useless.

"You...what did you do?"

Wu Liang raised his eyebrows.

"With your limited ability, you still dare to break into a house and rob?"

While the young man was unconscious, Wu Liang searched him thoroughly.

The young man didn't have any identification in his pocket, but there was a sinner's brand from the Yongyao Pagoda on the back of his neck, and his neck was covered with blue and purple marks.

And the ear bone ring he was wearing could not be taken off at all. It was definitely not an ordinary piece of jewelry.

All these things indicate that the young man in front of him might have escaped from the hands of some noble... a forbidden delicacy.

Wu Liang originally wanted to kill him directly.

Just now, Wu Liang was holding the medicine, squatting in front of the young man, pinching his mouth and preparing to take action——

But the more I looked at that baby face, the more familiar it became, and the more it looked like someone in my memory.

Wu Liang thought again and again, but in the end he couldn't put the medicine into his mouth.

"Tell me the truth. Who you are, your background, your purpose."

The young man hung his head and said nothing.

"Where did you run from?"

"What's with your injuries? And what's with the Sinner's Brand?"

Wu Liang became impatient after questioning him to no avail.

"Are you dumb? If you don't tell me, I'll throw you in front of the police station. Do you think they'll send you back?"

The young man finally compromised and whispered:

"I escaped from the house where I was locked up. The wound... was inflicted by myself. I dug out the locator in my stomach."

Wu Liang: "Tell me clearly, who is holding you captive? What's your last name?"

Young man: “I don’t know.”

Wu Liang frowned: "What does he look like? How old is he?"

But the young man's face turned pale, his lips moved, but he didn't say anything.

Wu Liang sensed something from this.

Criminals who are used for this purpose may have to face more than one person, may not see the other person's face from beginning to end, and may also be given some memory-interfering drugs.

Perhaps for this reason, young people don't seem very smart.

Wu Liang: "What crime did you commit before?"

The young man slowly said, "I didn't commit any crime. My family sold me to them, and then they... branded me."

Wu Liang sneered: "Selling psychics? The money earned from one psychic is enough for your whole family to live in prosperity and wealth."

Everyone can do the math on these two accounts.

This guy is at best handsome, but not pretty enough to be sold at a high price.

The young man said slowly, "When my family sold me, I hadn't yet awakened my spiritual power."

Wu Liang: “…”

He didn't say anything, but something in his heart moved slightly.

"May I have your name?"

Young man: "Zhou Yun."

Wu Liang: "Have your meal and then leave. I'll pretend you were never here."

Zhou Yun was a little flustered, his eyes blank.

"I have nowhere to go. Can I..."

Wu Liang refused with a determined heart: "I can't take you in."

*

Wu Liang actually missed one thing.

In fact, the young man...Yun Fuyu, was not affected by the anesthetic at all.

His mental strength blocked the medicine and the wound, just like it had blocked the phosphorus powder before, and did not allow the medicine of unknown origin to touch him at all.

Wu Liang should be thankful that he didn't touch anything during the body search, otherwise his hands would probably not be on his body now.

*

The next day, Wu Liang opened the door and found a snowman at the door.

It was snowing heavily, and the snow piled up to Zhou Yun's waist, covering his hair and shoulders long ago.

Zhou Yun's face turned blue from the cold, and he didn't even knock on the door.

Wu Liang yelled, "Don't stand here and block my business!"

Zhou Yun's frozen eyelashes trembled helplessly. If not, Wu Liang could hardly tell whether he was still a living person.

Zhou Yun: "I don't know where to go."

Wu Liang looked around the alleys vigilantly, but saw no one. He then pulled Zhou Yun back into the clinic, cursing as he walked.

"Without identification, you're just going to find some manual labor and starve to death! Even a five-year-old knows this!"

Zhou Yun whispered, "I don't know. I'm sorry."

Zhou Yun was like a small, undersocialized animal. Wu Liang stuffed a bag of nutrient solution into his mouth, but he just stood there, dazed, and refused to drink.

Wu Liang simply pushed him out.

"Let's go, go quickly. Don't come back."

The next day, Zhou Yun did not stand at the door, but squatted in a corner.

Wu Liang had no other choice but to rush back to the clinic, ready to leave immediately.

We can't stay in this place anymore. If we keep going like this, people will notice and something bad will happen.

But before Wu Liang could take out his gun, he heard the sound of fighting outside the door.

Wu Liang's heart tightened. He turned on the surveillance camera and found that Zhou Yun had stopped several people who wanted to break into the clinic.

Zhou Yun's abdominal injury had not healed yet, and his reaction was slow, but he held the other person's legs and prevented them from entering.

......

Wu Liang dragged the unconscious Zhou Yun into the room, and then dragged the enemy who came to the door into the backyard.

Wu Liang sat aside with a vicissitudes of life, and finally waited until the little bastard Zhou Yun opened his eyes and asked:

"Do I have a grudge against you? Can you please stay away?"

Zhou Yun shook his head.

"have no idea."

Wu Liang didn't say anything else. He gave half of the food in the pot to Zhou Yun and ate the other half himself.

Yun Fuyu held the bowl, her hair hanging down, hiding her expression.

Wu Liang said helplessly: "Eat it, ancestor, it's not poisonous this time."

The species of meat in the bowl was indistinguishable, and the color was so strange, reddish-brown with a light blue-green reflection.

So Yun Fuyu shook her head and pushed the remaining food in front of Wu Liang.

"You eat."

Wu Liang: “…”

He really had no other choice; he couldn't leave at all.

In fact, Wu Liang should have left earlier.

The most taboo thing before running away is changes. It is unreasonable and emotional for him not to pay attention to Zhou Yun.

But just because of that little bit of similarity, Wu Liang couldn't bring himself to do it.

So Wu Liang kept delaying and even went so far as to inquire about Zhou Yun's identity and background.

He actually found out.

Some time ago, someone did look for Zhou Yun's whereabouts, but the search was not intense. After a few days, even the people who were looking for him withdrew.

No wonder, Zhou Yun has a stubborn temper and can't understand what people say.

Those nobles might have had enough fun.

But this means... Zhou Yun might really be able to start a new life.

Wu Liang didn't say anything else, but suddenly said after dinner:

"There are a lot of rules here. If you want to stay, you have to keep your mouth shut and not be afraid of death. If you can't do that, get out."

Zhou Yun, who was like a taciturn person, nodded.

Wu Liang rummaged through the cabinet, found something hidden in the bottom of the box, and motioned Zhou Yun to come closer.

It was a black ring, and the temperature was icy cold.

Zhou Yun obediently raised his head, and Wu Liang directly put the restraint ring around his neck.

Now that Wu Liang had the last layer of protection, he felt relieved.

"We're leaving here tonight. Since you want to follow me, you're not allowed to do anything without my permission. Do you understand?"

The moment it was taken out from the restriction ring, Yun Fuyu's mental power had already explored along the structure.

It's ordinary, the principle is simple, and it can't trap him.

That's why he asked Wu Liang to help him put it on.

While Wu Liang was not paying attention, Yun Fuyu sent an action signal to Ye Congjian.

......

The night grew darker.

Before leaving, Wu Liang changed Zhou Yun's medicine again.

Probably because of the abuse he had suffered, Zhou Yun was very thin and his waist was just that small.

He obediently lifted up his sweatshirt, his skin was pale, and the wound looked even more horrific.

Wu Liang re-bandaged the wound and covered him back with his clothes.

"Don't talk on the way, just keep your head down as usual."

Zhou Yun nodded.

The two of them headed to Star Harbor under the cover of night.

They stepped carefully on the snow, their footsteps rustling and barely audible.

But gradually, rustling sounds came from a distance, and the messy footsteps became louder and louder.

Footsteps came from all directions, and police lights flashed in the distance.

“This way!”

"Be alert!"

Wu Liang's eyelids jumped, and he quickly pulled Zhou Yun into a more winding alley, waiting for the police officers to pass by.

Judging from the direction, these people were coming towards us and heading towards the clinic.

Wu Liang's scalp was about to explode.

What's going on?

Are you here to arrest him?

He acted very carefully. Could it be that the rebel base had been discovered?

......Or is it because of Zhou Yun?

When the pursuers passed by, Wu Liang just pulled Zhou Yun and ran quickly.

Zhou Yun covered his wound, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he didn't make a sound.

The pursuers' footsteps were sometimes far away and sometimes close, and their lights were flickering, as they were chasing and blocking the enemy like a cat chasing a mouse.

It was a snowy night like this.

More than ten years ago, Wu Liang also experienced the same pursuit.

Wu Liang had no experience at that time, and if no one had helped him, he would have lost his life.

This time Wu Liang was familiar with the terrain and had rich experience.

As long as we go out of the alley ahead and go around a few roads, we can completely shake off the pursuers!

Just run faster...just faster!

The two rushed out of the slums through the dark alleys, with the wind and snow blowing in their faces.

Along with this came the reflections of countless police chest badges.

"Don't move."

In the darkness ahead, the pursuers were already waiting in formation.

A young man stood behind the crowd. Judging from his attire, he should be the officer leading the arrest team.

He raised his voice and said, "Don't run away, come with us."

With such a big fuss, it is most likely that clues about the resistance army have been dug out.

Wu Liang is probably unable to escape.

But Zhou Yun was not involved in those things and should not be implicated.

Wu Liang held Zhou Yun's hand tightly and squeezed it hard.

Zhou Yun didn't move.

Wu Liang squeezed his hand hard and pushed it back.

Zhou Yun still didn't move.

At this critical moment, Wu Liang was so angry that he wanted to turn around and scold Zhou Yun.

How come this kid doesn’t have any sense at all and doesn’t run away!

The young officer in front waved his hand.

The police received the signal and all approached them slowly with guns drawn.

At this moment, Zhou Yun suddenly picked up Wu Liang by the waist and jumped onto the low building next to him!

Carrying Wu Liang to escape was like carrying a heavy sack, but Zhou Yun's speed was incredibly fast.

He leaped across the rooftops of the slums as lightly as a dragonfly skimming the water, quickly leaving his pursuers behind.

Wu Liang's vision spun. The wind roared in his ears, and behind him, silenced gunshots continued like firecrackers.

Wu Liang was overjoyed and shouted in the wind and snow that was pouring into his throat:

"Alright, kid!"

But before long, Zhou Yun's speed gradually slowed down, his breathing became obviously more and more rapid, and he couldn't help but cover his abdomen with his other hand.

Wu Liang couldn't laugh anymore. He reached out to touch Zhou Yun's waist and sure enough, he felt blood on his hand.

The movement was too big and Zhou Yun's wound split open.

Zhou Yun gritted his teeth, his movements became increasingly strenuous, and he finally stumbled and fell into the snow.

He tried several times to stand up but failed, and lay on the ground coughing.

"You go..."

Wu Liang also fell and saw stars. He rolled and crawled to his feet and tried to pull Zhou Yun to continue running.

"Let's go! We're already here! Let's go together!"

Zhou Yun shook his head and spoke haltingly:

"I know him... He's here to arrest me... Go away..."

Wu Liang pulled Zhou Yun's arm hard and wanted to carry him on his back.

Zhou Yun's face was pale, and he took Wu Liang's hand to touch his wound.

The wet blood had completely soaked through the cloth and even frozen into ice chips.

He leaned weakly against the wall, coughing so hard that he couldn't straighten his back, with blood at the corner of his lips.

"Brother...you go first. They won't kill me...I'll come find you later."

Wu Liang's hands were shaking so much that he couldn't hold his shoulders.

"Where are you going to find me? I'm always changing places, I don't even know where I'm going..."

The vitality on Zhou Yun's young face was rapidly fading, as if he had only heard the first half of the sentence.

"Where shall I find you?"

The scene before my eyes seemed like a nightmare replaying itself.

Many years ago, Wu Liang was not called by his pseudonym Wu Liang.

At that time, he was just an ordinary medical student, involved in a shady industry chain, and someone wanted to arrest him to take the blame.

Freedom is far away in the horizon, and the pursuers are close behind.

They fled hand in hand in the snow, desperately trying to escape.

His friend turned around, looking at him with light brown eyes, and said, "Let's split up. Whoever can escape is the best."

Everything depends on fate. Those who run away should not come back to find another person.

But when Wu Liang ran away, he realized that his friend had taken the initiative to attract the attention of the police.

For decades thereafter, Wu Liang had no news of his friend.

He left his hometown and opened a black clinic in the territory of the pirates. Until the rebels annexed the pirates, he also joined the rebels.

Wu Liang moved his lips but couldn't say a word.

He had known Zhou Yun for less than four days, but this young man's life should not have ended so simply.

At the very least, it should not become a tool for the nobles to vent their anger.

Wu Liang gave up his friends, gave up his family, and now he is going to give up Zhou Yun... Then what is the point of him joining the resistance?

Suddenly, a bright flash of light flashed through Wu Liang's mind.

Wu Liang's whereabouts are unknown...then Zhou Yun can go to other rebel strongholds and join the rebels, and he will still be able to find him!

Revealing the location of a base is extremely risky, but some bases are already prepared for evacuation, leaving only an empty shell of the base - and one-way surveillance equipment can also be left behind!

Wu Liang quickly leaned close to Zhou Yun's ear and whispered:

"In Area 12 of Hengjin Tower, there's a 'Block 8 Mechanical Repair Shop.' You must remember this and never tell anyone. The shop is empty. You can sneak in and stay there for a while. Someone will definitely come looking for you within half a month."

Zhou Yun raised the corners of his mouth, and his light brown eyes seemed to be filled with water.

"Okay. Bro, go ahead...bye."

Wu Liang betrayed the man with light brown eyes for the second time.

A feeling of guilt spread to his heart. He looked at Zhou Yun deeply, forced himself to turn around, and quickly ran towards the star port.

Yun Fuyu lay in the snow, clutching his wound. He slowly raised his hand, turned off the facial projection that had deliberately imitated Wu Liang's friend, and returned to his fake identity as the young master.

Three minutes later, the pursuers caught up.

*

Yun Fuyu was lying in the treatment cabin, her face as pale as ice and snow.

He was covered in blood, especially the knife wound on his abdomen, the blood was shocking.

Ye Congjian's head was about to explode. He paced back and forth helplessly, looking anxious.

"You...you...didn't you say you wouldn't get hurt?!"

When Ye Congjian followed the signal source and found Yun Fuyu, his heart almost stopped beating with fright.

The young master fell in the snow, his messy black hair stuck to his face, and the blood from his waist and abdomen dyed the nearby snow red.

If it weren't for the slight curve of his chest, he would have looked like a dead person.

Ye Congjian almost knelt down on the spot and quickly carried the young master back to the starship.