Technology dominance: starting from raising villains

Chapter 9 Surprise Shuanglian
The boy tightly clenched the knife in his hand, his killing intention hovered on the edge of reason, but he thought of something, and slowly let go of his hand, clenched his teeth and stopped resisting.

The stick was swung head-on, but the moment it fell, the man was thrown against the wall with the stick, and he passed out without even calling for pain.

The boy looked up and saw Fan Yan. He raised his slender whip-like feet and held a roast chicken in his hand. His tall body exuded a sense of security. At that moment, the boy's eyes lit up.

Fan Yan cleaned up those men in two or three strokes, and the roast chicken in his hand was intact.

The boy was very emotional, seeing those people to the end, he clenched the knife in his hand and rushed over, "Yeah——"

The boy's eyes were full of resentment, and that cry erupted all the hatred accumulated over the years.

"Damn! Die! Die!"

The boy yelled and swung a knife at the nearest man, Fan Yan picked him up casually, and he kicked and shouted in the air, venting his anger over the years.

The knife in his hand still couldn't reach those people, Fan Yan held him and let him vent, and he didn't put him down until he calmed down.

It took a long time for the boy to calm down. When he stood back on the ground, he dropped the knife, punched and kicked those fainted people, and vented all the grievances of these years.

Fan Yan watched quietly without saying anything, while paying attention to the movement of the shopkeeper.

Those people aggressively came to the shop owner's shop and threatened him to move out unconditionally. The shop owner still had the same condition as before. Those people were about to smash the shop, but just as they were about to attack, the inspectors came over. They stopped in desperation and continued to threaten with words.

They didn't know how long they negotiated, and finally the shopkeeper was too lazy to talk nonsense with them and closed the shop directly.

Those people threatened at the door for a while and left angrily.

At this time, the boy had finished venting. After beating those people, he walked to Fan Yan's side and thanked him solemnly, "Thank you brother."

The boy looked at Fan Yan gratefully, but his eyes were attracted by the grilled chicken. He swallowed, looked away, and concealed his embarrassment.

Fan Yan handed it over casually, "If you are hungry, you have to tell others that you are hungry."

"Yeah." The boy nodded gratefully, picked up the roast chicken and ate it with big mouthfuls. Even the bones of the chicken were chewed and swallowed. It seemed that he hadn't eaten anything decent for a long time.

Fan Yan watched the boy eat quietly, feeling very uncomfortable in his heart. Although resources are scarce in the future world, there is no shortage of food. There are food making machines everywhere. People may be killed by bombing, but they will never be hungry die.

There is everything in this age, but some people will go hungry.

In less than 5 minutes, the boy ate the whole chicken without any bones left.

Fan Yan checked the time and continued on his way back to the wasteland.

He walked through the streets to avoid crowded places, received information from the Bombor Group while he was on his way, completely unaware that there was a little guy following behind him.

Until returning to the wasteland, Marcus came out to greet and found the boy, "Sir, this child is..."

Marcus looked at the boy and found that he and Cox were almost all dirty when they were brought back that day, and there was always something wrong.

Fan Yan turned around and found that the boy followed him to the wasteland.

"Why did you follow?" According to Fan Yan's vigilance, he would have noticed if someone was following him, but he didn't notice the boy following him along the way.

The boy looked at Fan Yan quietly as if looking at straws, his eyes were bright and humbled for help, his withered lips murmured for a long time but he still couldn't open his mouth.

"I..." Finally the boy still lowered his head and said in a humble tone, "I have nowhere to go."

Fan Yan could understand what the boy meant, but now he was already having a headache just with a Kejue, and he really didn't have time to take care of other children.

Seeing Fan Yan's hesitation, the boy had a bit of backbone, "If brother thinks I'm a burden, then I'll go."

The boy turned and left after speaking, but his steps were very small.

After walking a few steps, I didn't hear Fan Yan's voice, so I turned around and reminded, "I'm really gone, and I'll admit it if I get killed by them when I go back."

After speaking, he took small steps at a snail's pace.

Fan Yan looked at Marcus helplessly, "Help set it up."

"Yes, sir." Marcus took on this tricky job without hesitation.

Hearing Fan Yan let go, the boy's eyes lit up and he turned around immediately.

"Thank you brother."

"You have to be obedient."

"Don't worry, brother, I'm obedient. I will do whatever you ask me to do."

The boy looked smart, knew his situation, and promised Fan Yan many times that if those people came to him, he would leave and he would never drag anyone down.

Marcus felt that this boy was bigger than Ke Jue, and he liked it very much, "What's your name?"

"TS860."

"I mean names, not numbers."

"That's my name."

"Didn't your parents give you a name?"

"I don't have parents. They have called me this since I was a child, and theirs is the same. Isn't this a name?"

"Of course not, it's just numbers."

"What's that name like? What's your name?"

"Marcus."

"Like this?"

The boy followed Marcus to wash, chatted with him on the way, and refreshed his knowledge of the name. He always thought that TS860 was his name, but now he knows it is not.

Fan Yan felt strange when he heard their conversation. The boy's name sounded like a number. In the future world, only robots would be named with a number, but the boy was obviously a normal person.

He also went to the wash room after putting the sleeping Coj in the room.

Marcus took the boy into the bathroom, and within a short while, there was a scream from inside, "Oh my god, I was scared to death."

Fan Yan rushed into the bathroom when he heard the movement, "What's going on?"

Marcus closed his eyes and pointed at the boy, his voice trembling, "Sir, you can see for yourself."

The boy's body was covered with scars, old and new scars intertwined, shocking.

Seeing so many scars, Fan Yan was inexplicably furious. He had such a deep hatred with Ke Jue and it was hard for him to attack a child. Those people were so cruel.

Seeing that they were afraid of the scars on his body, the boy timidly explained, "It's innate and not contagious. Brothers, don't be afraid."

Fan Yan took Marcus's towel, closed the door, and turned on the water to the maximum to cover up the movement inside.

"Children can't tell lies."

Fan Yan wrung out the towel and wiped it carefully avoiding the scars.

"I will give you medicine, it may be very painful, bear with it."

Fan Yan removed the cloaking device on his back, and took out a white jar from his backpack.

The top of the jar emits blue light to precisely lock the wound, and then sprays a white spray to cover the wound.

Even the most physically fit adults would grunt and twitch when taking the drug, but the boy didn't utter a sound.

Perhaps the pain he usually suffers is more intense, so he can't feel the sting of the medicine.

The wound in the front was healed, and the body was covered with white foam. The tingling sensation lasted for a while and then disappeared, replaced by a cool feeling.

"Turn your back around."

Fan Yan wrung out the towel and continued to wipe his back, and the boy turned around cooperatively.

The injuries on his back were not less than before, Fan Yan looked more and more angry, and felt that the attack on those people just now was too light.

He was just about to apply the medicine when he suddenly saw something other than a scar in the middle of his back.

That is a long letter tattoo.

Fan Yan recognized the letters from the scars and read them out, "Weaver... Alfea..."

Waverball Fia!

(End of this chapter)