Chapter Twenty-Four: It's All Red
Zhou He was stunned by this sudden catastrophe, she was still calm in the end, and immediately kicked the person behind her with her back leg when she reacted.
The people behind him probably didn't expect her to react so quickly, and after being hit by her for a while, they couldn't help but snort. His hand let go of her.
The voice was familiar, and Zhou He couldn't help but be stunned. The kicked man quickly straightened up and said in a low voice, "It's me." He didn't wait for Zhou He to speak, and immediately said, "Follow me." ”
The street lights in the alley were broken, and it was pitch black. Zhou He's eyes are not yet adaptable, and he can't touch the north and south at all.
As if he had guessed that she couldn't see clearly, Cheng Wei stretched out his palm and grabbed her hand.
He didn't know what was on his hands, a hot, wet and greasy patch. Zhou He subconsciously struggled, but in the end he didn't move.
The alley was pitch black, and Cheng Wei didn't know what he was doing here. But he was obviously familiar with the terrain here, and he pulled Zhou He with one hand and went to the alley on the other side.
He walked as fast as someone was chasing. It wasn't until he made a detour through another alley and made sure no one was following him that he leaned against the mossy wall in the corner and let go of Zhou He's hand.
There was a dim yellow light in the distance, and with the faint light, Zhou He noticed that the hand he was holding by Cheng Wei was full of bright red blood.
She was startled, looked at Cheng Wei, and whispered, "Are you injured?"
Cheng Wei was still that lazy look, and he hummed casually. Close your eyes and gasp. He had one hand on his abdomen, and a large chunk of his dark coat had been soaked. Apparently the blood is still flowing.
Zhou He tried his best to calm himself, looked at the entrance of the alley, and said, "The injuries on your body will stop bleeding immediately." ”
Cheng Wei didn't speak, and after a few tens of seconds, he straightened up and said, "Go over there." ”
He was pointing to a small courtyard where the owner had not yet slept, and there was a faint yellow light from the window.
Zhou He originally thought that he was going to enter the small courtyard, but he was not, he bent down into the shed with a low pile of debris on the side. He just leaned against the corner and sat down.
The injuries on his body had to be dealt with immediately, and Zhou He was about to speak, when he made a gesture of silence.
Zhou Yiyi has always been observant, did not make any more sound, and sat down next to him quietly.
Cheng Wei's handsome face showed a little tiredness and closed his eyes.
Zhou He originally wanted to see his wound, but seeing that his eyes were closed, he hesitated for a moment and finally didn't move.
After five or six minutes, Zhou He knew why Cheng Wei didn't go out, but hid in this shed.
Outside, there was no one talking, but there were hurried, messy footsteps. Zhou He's nerves tensed, but Cheng Wei didn't open his eyes as if he was fine.
Most of the searchers didn't expect Cheng Wei to hide in the shed, and several footsteps and the light of the flashlight swept from the outside without coming in. After about half an hour, the footsteps outside gradually faded away. Zhou He only realized at this time that the clothes on his back had already been wet with cold sweat.
Her eyes had already adapted to the darkness at this time, and she turned her head sideways to look at Cheng Wei. His eyes were still closed, he had lost so much blood that his lips were so pale that there was not a trace of blood.
Zhou He hesitated slightly, and reached out to uncover his clothes to look at his wounds.
As soon as his hand touched the corner of his clothes, Cheng Wei suddenly opened his eyes. The corners of his lips hooked slightly, and his voice was hoarse and ambiguous, "Are you sure you don't go down a little?"