Chapter 124 He is Shao Yang

  "Boss!" As soon as Han Yu got on the car, Ming Zai looked at them with a worried face: "Where are we going?"

  Han Yu had just gotten off the car and had strictly ordered him not to get out of the car, so he could only watch from there. Of course, he also knew that Han Yu was thinking for his sake, after all, his martial arts skills were, hmm, at most on par with an ordinary junior brother of the Sword Sect.

  Han Yu did not answer his question, but instead looked towards Shao Yang.

  Shaoyang smiled slightly and said softly, "The injuries on your body are not serious, but they still need to be treated immediately. I have a relatively secluded residence in the county town below, let's go there first."

  As he said this, he repeated the address and Mingzi hastily started the car.

  "Is the address hidden?" Han Yu asked, taking a deep breath of cold air.

  "Don't worry, the people from Jianmen won't be able to find this place for a while." Shao Yang said with great confidence.

  Han Yu let out a sigh of relief, but this breath was swallowed back into his stomach. Ming Zai glanced at the rearview mirror and said: "Boss, someone is following us!"

  Han Yu glared weakly and said irritably, "This is what you call hiding? Get rid of him!"

  Ming Zai was about to speed up when Shao Yang chuckled and said, "No need, they will retreat soon."

  As expected, after following a few turns, the car immediately retreated, as if it had received some kind of order.

  Han Yu couldn't help but take another look at Shao Yang beside him, who seemed somewhat mysterious and unapproachable. He asked suspiciously: "How did you know?"

  "I made a call to the director of public security in this city and asked him to give Sword Gate's people a heads up." Shao Yang said calmly.

  "Do you know the head of the public security bureau here?"

  Shaoyang smiled softly and took out a small box from his sleeve, inside which were arranged stone needles of varying thickness: "Nowadays, those in power are all overworked, so it's natural for their bodies to have this or that ailment."

  "You know, I'm a doctor and a pretty good one at that. In today's society, doctors are generally well-respected and people tend to give me face, nothing too out of the ordinary."

  As he spoke, he stabbed three needles into Han Yu's chest in a row. Han Yu let out a lazy hum, and he also knew that Shao Yang was right, those who were rich, powerful, had status and position, were most afraid of death. Because everything he owned had to be spent and enjoyed with his life.

  "Should I call you Old Boat or Shao Yang?" Han Yu's wounds were still bleeding, and he was on the verge of falling asleep, but he knew this wasn't the time to sleep, so he forced himself to stay awake.

  Shao Yang continued to embroider on his clothes, smiling lightly: "As you wish, a name is just a code name, it doesn't matter what it's called."

  Although he said so, he undoubtedly acknowledged his identity as Shaoyang. Han Yu's eyebrows slightly arched and she spoke softly: "Your appearance, shouldn't be just like this?"

  "I've put on makeup."

  Han Yu glanced at him with some curiosity, Shao Yang's makeup skills were clearly more exquisite than his rough hands. He only made his appearance slightly deformed, but Shao Yang completely transformed into another person.

  This is not makeup, it should be called disguise.

  Han Yu's heart moved slightly, but she didn't make another sound. She just glanced at herself and then looked at Zhuo Bu Fan who was lying in the front row and Ming Zi who was wrapped in bandages, a hint of annoyance flashing in her eyes.

  "Ha ha, what's wrong? Do you think I'm being a bit too much?"

  Han Yu gave him a slanted glance and said: "Give me a reason, otherwise once I've recovered from my injuries, I'm afraid I'll have to chop you down twice to vent my anger."

  "Haha, if you're not satisfied, then let me chop two more times, what's the harm? I've learned this medical skill, but haven't had many chances to use it on myself yet!" Shao Yang said with a carefree laugh.

  He paused for a moment, then explained in a low voice: "I just returned to the country and had the intention of setting up my own hospital, but I didn't want to take the lead myself. Just then, I received a call from Murong Piaoxue asking me to come and help you."

  "To be honest, I wasn't very interested in the proposal, but maybe it was boredom, so I deliberately sent her a text message to test your character. I have some understanding of that girl and know she's a bit naive, sometimes can't tell good people from bad ones. By doing this, I'm also helping her test your character."

  "If you're willing to stick your neck out for someone like me who you've never met, that says something about the kind of person you are. At least, it shows you have a bit of chivalry in you."

  Han Yu hummed in a bad mood: "So, you've even moved the Sword Gate out?"

  "Hehe, you can come, only to show that you're not a bad person. But without a strong force exerting pressure on you, how do I know if you can really handle things? Fortunately, your mind and temperament are pretty good, it's just that your physical strength is a bit weak!" Shao Yang said with a smile.

  "Hmph, if I hadn't shown up, would you have just watched as Xiao Fan and those people fought to the death?" Han Yu said coldly, narrowing his eyes.

  The air in the car seemed to have been blown by a cold wind, suddenly becoming colder, cool and chilly, sticking to people's skin, making them feel uncomfortable.

  "Yet you're here now, aren't you?"

  Zhuo Bu Fan sat in front of him, pursed his lips and thought for a moment, then said softly: "Big brother, he helped me."

  Zhuo Bu Fan's words were simple, but they also proved Shao Yang's attitude. Seeing Han Yu's suspicious gaze, Shao Yang smiled and said: "You guys came from afar for me, this kind of friendship I must acknowledge, even if you didn't appear, I wouldn't let anything happen to this little brother of yours."

  Han Yu didn't make a sound, but instead stared intently at the stone needle on her chest, and suddenly smiled: "Everyone else uses silver needles, why do you use a stone needle?"

  "This is no ordinary stone, it's much more precious than silver needles." Shao Yang saw that he had finally seen his own treasure, raised an eyebrow, and smiled with a hint of pride.

  "Are you studying traditional Chinese medicine?" Han Yu asked seemingly unintentionally.

  "Hmm!" Shao Yang raised his head, pointing the way for Mingzi while responding with a sentence: "Those who hold knives also have their own skills."

  "Did you just make a move on them?"

  Shao Yang paused for a moment, turned his head and looked at Han Yu with some surprise, and only then said: "You found out?"

  Zhuo Bu Fan turned around and looked at him with a glance: "I also found out."

  Shaoyang was taken aback, and with a bitter smile, he patted his forehead and said: "So you've suspected me all along? It seems I underestimated you brothers. Yes, I did sprinkle a colorless and odorless powder during your fight, but its effect is not very great, it can only deepen the feeling of fatigue after intense exercise, making people's reaction ability and judgment decline to some extent!"

  "Are there any side effects?" Han Yu asked, looking at him.

  "No, those drugs are used to help people sleep," Shao Yang said in a low voice, "However, if you want to use this thing to change the situation of both sides' killing each other, the effect won't be very good. Because when the opponent inhales this drug, you will also absorb it. Unless you can guarantee that your physical strength is better than the opponent's, the impact on you will be relatively smaller, otherwise the effect is the same."

  "No wonder I feel that those Sword Sect disciples are weaker than they were at the beginning." Zuo Bu Fan muttered to himself.

  Han Yu also let out a disappointed sigh, he felt that it was too easy when dealing with those knife-wielding guests who were skilled at combining their attacks. At first, he thought it was because Zhuo Bu Fan had exchanged blows with them and consumed a lot of their energy.

  But later, from the fatigue that kept coming from his own body, he sensed that things were not so simple. It was also from then on that he began to have some doubts about the old ship.

  Moreover, the old ship's performance was too calm, although he showed a certain degree of fear, but he didn't make any unseemly moves. At first, Han Yu thought he was just naturally open-minded, but when he inadvertently caught a glimpse of Lao Chuan's quiet and almost serene eyes, similar to Shao Yang's, he vaguely guessed something.

  Even a naturally open-minded and knowledgeable businessman would not be able to maintain that calm gaze in the midst of bloody fighting.

  Unless he was used to such scenes or didn't take this small scene seriously at all!

  "Boss, there's still a car following us from behind." Just as they were about to arrive at the place Shaoyang had mentioned, Mingzi suddenly sounded another alarm.

  Shao Yang's eyebrows rose at the words, and although he looked like an ordinary old man in his fifties, he suddenly had a few more sinister airs: "When we arrive, I'll take care of it."

  Mingzi glanced at Han Yu through the rearview mirror and saw him nod before closing his mouth.

  Shaoyang said they had arrived, an ordinary farmhouse with a total of three rooms. The middle one was specially opened as a clinic, and although the equipment here is not advanced, all the essential things are available.

  It's more than enough to have an operation to remove the bullet here.

  Han Yu and others came in first, with Shao Yang falling behind. Han Yu and others knew what he was doing, so they consciously measured themselves up. After a short while, Shao Yang walked in. In his hand, he was carrying a rather slender young man.

  Han Yu gave him a glance and raised an eyebrow: "A Japanese?"

  Shao Yang tossed the Japanese aside with a flick of his hand and asked in a low voice, "How did you figure it out?"

  Han Yu saw him fall to the ground, and only let out a light hum, apparently fainting, before saying: "I've seen him, he's from Japan's Ichimonji School of Martial Arts."

  Shao Yang narrowed his eyes and raised an eyebrow, saying: "Looks like this martial arts hall isn't simple either!"

  "Let's talk about the martial arts hall later, you set a trap to test me and it seems I've passed. Now, it's my turn to test you." Han Yu looked around at the situation, slightly raising an eyebrow.

  Shao Yang smiled calmly and said, "But it doesn't matter."

  "Heal my wounds as quickly as possible, the faster the better. I don't have much time to stay here." Han Yu said in a slightly angry tone.

  I'll try to update a chapter before 12 o'clock, if not, then around half past twelve... anyway, still one more update...