Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 83: Chasing

I'm very tired. The boiling blood has completely cooled down and is about to dry up. The ice-like cold is transported to the limbs along the blood vessels, weak and stiff. The wound was painful and almost numb, I really wanted to fall to the ground and never get up again.

　　 is like a mourning dog that is lingering and panting.

　　 If Fu Jiang did not arrive in time, I would rather be thrown into a prison by the police. However, the police are always late, and finally survived the attack of the masked man, and it is not my intention to be caught by the police again.

　　 With my current physical condition, I can’t get rid of the police with my feet alone. I must find a means of transportation.

　　 Transportation is not enough. The police can easily block off ground routes, so they can’t take ordinary roads.

　　 didn't have much time to think, my eyes fell between the two shops on the right. The man hid behind the bucket with his motorcycle. He seemed to want to take a shortcut, but he saw a fierce battle. After that, the crowd was blocked in it. Although he could retreat and leave, he seemed to be curious and kept shrinking his head here. Look down.

　　When my eyes met, the man immediately flinched back. Obviously, he realized something and tried to flee. But there are people around him, no matter how anxious he is, even if he quarrels with others, he can't easily back the car back. Had to push the locomotive backward while cursing.

　　 I walked up quickly, and took out a pistol that had no bullets at all, pretending to be a threat. The crowd around there immediately broke up, leaving behind the man who was turning his head and trying to push the locomotive backwards. He quickly noticed the unusual changes around him, and when he turned his head back, I was hitting his forehead with the muzzle of my gun.

　　 He opened his mouth, making no sound, his expression stiff like a goose.

　　 "Leave the car, or leave your head? Go!" I didn't even pretend to be fierce, and my tone seemed weak and weak to myself.

　　 Even so, he still sways like chaff.

　　 "You, take your time..." Throwing down the unfamiliar words, he turned around and ran. While running, I looked back to see if I was still pointing a gun at him.

　　 Of course I will not waste my energy.

　　 stepped on the motorcycle, and I tried to start it by learning from the methods mentioned in the book, TV, and other people. I started the car for the first time. It was accidental and easy. I started using it in less than a minute.

　　 I slowly increased the throttle, and as soon as I turned aside, I saw the police car whistling and chasing from behind. I turned the front of the car and drove towards the smallest lane on the side.

　　 There are many vendors and customers in the laneway. When they see the car rushing in, they immediately throw away the work at hand, screaming and jumping away like a chased duck, close to the wall.

　　 I turned left and right, trying my best to avoid the crowd, but I still broke up a lot of stalls. The car ran over the fruit, pulled away the pole, and hit the tofu case. There was a flurry of chickens and dogs. Not far away, there were a few vendors who were reluctant to own their stalls. While pushing the cart or carrying a load, they ran towards the exit. .

　　Of course, they couldn't run past the unscrupulous locomotive. They screamed and threw down the guy who was eating with a violent low-throttle, and scrambled to the side.

　　 But their bad luck didn't go away. The police car behind them also increased their throttle, and two cars rushed in side by side. The already narrow lanes were almost full immediately. In a rush of screams, the police car slammed into something on the ground unceremoniously, and the lighter trash cans and baskets immediately flew up all over the sky.

　　 "I, I **** your ancestor for the eighteenth generation!"

　　 "You guys who have sons without assholes."

　　 "I want to kill your family, your family!"

　　 screams like this came from behind.

　　 At this time, I had turned out of the alley and rushed forward along the sidewalk paved with flower-shaped floor tiles. I still remember the direction in which Fu Jiang disappeared, but there were still chasing soldiers behind me who didn't get rid of it, so I went in another direction. The police had apparently passed their breath. In addition to the two cars that had been following them, three modified anti-riot cars outflanked them. It's just that the red light happens to be at this time, even if the buzzer on the roof beeps, you have to pay attention to the shuttle traffic, and the speed has to slow down.

　　 The yelling that made me surrender has not stopped, mixing with the whistle of the car, like a festive season.

　　 I observed the surrounding buildings all the way, and immediately identified my position, so I rushed towards a comprehensive food town in my memory, and the pedestrians screamed and evaded.

　　 The food court is located between two streets, and you can enter from one of them. There is a long corridor full of tables and chairs, and a private store selling all kinds of food is on the side. Although when it first opened, there was a lot of fun because of the wide variety of hot foods, but after eating all of them, I found that it was not as authentic and delicious as expected, so I never went again.

　　 In recent days, in order to accommodate more customers, except for a two-meter-wide aisle, the rest of the space is all used as dining seats. It was before dinner time, and there were quite a lot of passengers when I arrived by bike. Observing the distance between the aisles and the crowds, I drove the locomotive in without hesitation.

　　 is inevitably another hustle and bustle.

　　 Someone yelled for security, and I got out of the car and pushed the car down in the middle.

When 　　 turned his head, the three security guards were walking toward this side, splitting the crowd.

　　 They used the light to see the blood stains on my body, they couldn't help showing a bit of shock, and they started to move cautiously.

　　 "What are you doing here? Leave quickly, otherwise we will call the police." One of them said cautiously.

　　 I took out the revolver.

　　 "Don't think that using a toy gun can suffocate people." The security guard who said this was a bit stern.

　　 The man nearest to me suddenly reached out to grab a gun~IndoMTL.com~ If it used to be easy, but at the moment he is just an ordinary person. I tapped the outstretched hand with the handle of the gun for the first time, and he retracted like an electric shock. I had already deceived him to the near side and gave him a severe chin with the handle of the gun. The battle started and ended immediately. A security guard fell. Before the other two who were holding him in a hurry, they kicked the **** back and fell like a gourd.

　　The sound of the police siren stopped at the entrance. They also noticed that it was not suitable for traffic, so they got out of the cars one after another. Seeing these heavily armed police officers, there was another panic. Except for a few who walked in with their guns, the others began to organize their hands to evacuate the crowd.

　　 I hid in the crowd and jumped into a store. When the clerk spotted me, he was threatened by me. He didn't dare to speak up. I walked along the side door of the store like a fish and got out of the door leading to another street. . Only then did I hear someone yelling in hindsight: "There, he ran there."

　　 The police who knew the location well also let people outflanked from this exit, but the place leading to this exit was a pedestrian street, and the crowds were obstructed by the crowd.

　　 I rushed into the big shopping mall next door, entered the elevator and went to the top floor under the startled sight of others. This floor is the clothing area. The guests do not have the noise of buying toys under their feet, and the number is not large. The atmosphere is elegant and quiet. Because the goods are clearly priced, there is no room for bargaining, so everyone talks in a fairly calm manner, and the voice quickly dissipates in the aisle as soon as they leave the store.

　　The clerk hardly leaves the store where he belongs, and avoids places with a lot of people when walking. In this way, my bloodstains were almost discovered when I entered the storefront.