The chapter begins with "Who am I?"

"Lu Yu."

"What am I going to do?"

"Survive."

He'd been on a fucking, boring conversation about a man in tatters in tatters, hunched over the dark sewers.

The poison of the Sun family is the prescription handed down by the medicine king Sun Simiao, this poison, bellflower is also the only one in his life, with his medical skills, there is no way to detoxify.

His medical skills can be said to be incorrect, but compared to Sun Simiao, a famous doctor in history, he is still a step behind.

There was no way to detoxify, but he figured out the mechanism of the toxin.

This poison, the most terrible is the destruction of the cranial nerves, this damage is almost irreversible, even if you ingest a thousandth of a milligram, you may also become an idiot, the biggest function of this poison is to prevent traitors from revealing secrets.

Lu Yu was afraid that his body would lose its mobility before his head could lose its mobility, which was the most terrifying thing.

So he kept reminding himself of who he was and what he was going to do.

He didn't know if this spiritual method had any real effect, but he couldn't find any other way.

There are still two bullet holes in the body, which is the price paid for killing three snipers, but fortunately it is not at the critical point.

One on the shoulder, which seemed to shatter the shoulder blade, and the other on the thigh, was the most fatal, greatly restricting his mobility.

In addition, there are some knife wounds on his body, which are injuries sustained when he repelled Sun Wenbao and others in the sewer.

It's all trauma.

With his body's strong self-healing ability, it is actually nothing, if it were usual, it would have healed and stopped bleeding a long time ago.

But now, the blood is still flowing, ticking and ticking, one drop or two drops, although it is not much, but it has accumulated a lot, and it has already made him have some symptoms of excessive blood loss.

"There's a noise down there!"

"That kid got into the sewers, there's a good chance he's here!"

"Go down and find it!"

There were voices from above.

Lu Yu gritted his teeth, clenched the military thorn he snatched in his hand, and moved forward silently.

Can't stop.

To stop is to die.

Where there are people, there may not be rivers and lakes, but there must be sewers.

The degree of development of a city is positively correlated with its underground drainage system.

In fact, the drainage system is the least noticed but most important indicator of a modern city.

Tokyo is the largest and most developed city in Asia, and its underground drainage system is naturally extremely complex, in fact, the drawing of the underground waterway in Kyoto City alone is more than three times more complex and informative than the road map.

The Yamaguchi-gumi ruled Tokyo, and they did everything they could to find a seriously injured person, if Lu Yu was on the ground, no matter how strong his anti-reconnaissance ability was, it would be impossible for him to hide for half an hour.

But the Yamaguchi-gumi did not have the means to rule the underground waterways.

This is Lu Yu's only chance.

But it's also reaching its limit.

Lu Yu didn't know how long he had been walking, whether it was three hours or four hours.

He almost forgot who he was.

Aimless, struggling. Subconsciously, take a step.

Not to die in the sewers, eaten by hateful cockroaches and rats, seemed to be the only obsession of his poor fellow right now.

A trembling figure stretched out his right hand with difficulty and lifted a manhole cover.

Lu Yu walked out of the underground waterway and climbed down the old stairs to the ground until he climbed out of the ground, half-lying in a low bush to rest for a while.

Again in pain, he struggled to his feet and continued on his way, looking like a dying seriously ill patient who could collapse to the ground at any moment.

Luckily, he didn't pass out in pain, but unfortunately, he needed to be awake to endure the increasing pain.

This block was empty, and Lu Yu, whose face was pale, moved his body miserably along the green space on the side of the street, moving his body that was trembling because of pain.

The trembling bodies brushed against the bushes, and there was a rustling sound, but fortunately, at this time, the night breeze was in full swing, and the treetops rubbed each other's bodies from time to time, masking the sound that might reveal their whereabouts.

The injured leg that dragged slowly in the grass was almost unable to support his weak body. He didn't even notice that his teeth had bitten his lip, and the already small amount of blood was dripping onto his clothes.

He couldn't hold it anymore and had to find a place to rest.

A drunken man walked by on the side of the street, presumably just crawling out of some girl's bed, with a pleasant, satisfied smile on his face.

Lu Yu hid himself well, looked in the direction where the drunk man came out, and found that the lights of a hut were still on.

It's a warm light, like stars in the sky, and it's something that makes him feel warm.

Because of the excessive blood loss, his head was already confused, and his consciousness was already confused.

He subconsciously walked towards the light, struggling through the squirry alley. The buttresses pass through the paths between the buildings, and the hands and feet climb over the low walls with pain, and move slowly but surely in this strange and exotic urban building.

His body was getting colder and colder, he was shaking more and more, his left leg felt as if it was broken, and his vision was getting blurred and blurred.

The darkness before dawn was particularly deep, and the main street of the city was still so dangerous, and after crawling into the messy and filthy neighborhood, he still did not dare to let down his guard, and his back was against a low gray wall, and his chest rose violently.

There was an eaves on the wall, and there was dew on the eaves dripping gently on his face, and he subconsciously raised his head to take a bite, the tip of his tongue sliding over his dry lips.

In good spirits, he observed the clutter around him, climbed into a dilapidated courtyard along the corner of the wall, and climbed up the dusty attic with his last strength.

There are lights in the attic, warm lights.

That's all the motivation that sustains him as he walks in.

On the opposite side of the attic was a large black cat, cowering in the grass growing from the corner of the eaves, and it stared curiously at the strange creature.

Lu Yu looked at the big black cat, smiled at the corners of his lips with difficulty, and reached out to cover the window.

"Black Tan, what's wrong with you?"

A beautiful female voice came, she heard a noise in the attic, thought that the wild cat named Black Charcoal had come to wreak havoc again, and served it a bowl of rice, and went up to the attic, but the rice bowl fell to the ground.

In the attic, a man crept in, and although the man looked embarrassed, emaciated, bleeding a lot, and looking like he was dead, she didn't cry out.

"Help me."

Lu Yu looked at her with a hopeful gaze.

The voice was weak and barely audible.

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