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Chapter 22 Capture

Although he had been shot twice on his body, Shi Dajun's face showed joy. He had just been surrounded by more than 20 policemen and killed him. At this moment, he had escaped from the other party's encirclement and there was a hostage in his hand. It would be too easy to escape.

"Damn it, goblin, I will never let you go when my injury is recovered." The moment Shi Dajun looked at Zhang Siyu, a resentful light burst out.

"Be careful of the hostages. No shooting is allowed without my order..." Seeing the two children crying and struggling, Zhang Siyu quickly chased with a gun while ordering his subordinates. At the same time, he also ordered his subordinates to disperse the crowd around him.

Zhang Siyu didn't expect that there would be any mistakes in the arrest plan she had arranged. The Shi Dajun was far more powerful and cunning than she had imagined. What's even more hateful is that the number one suspect had already escaped.

At this moment, Zhang Siyu felt uncomfortable and a little powerless. She hoped that she could be like those people. She originally thought she would not envy those people, but she found that she was wrong. It would be fine if she didn't know, but she just endured it when she encountered something.

Once you know that this world has the power to surpass normal people and you are helpless when you encounter something, you will have urgent hope, but...

"Damn, since I was reborn after my left arm amputation, my luck is really good, and I can encounter it." If I had encountered such a thing in the past, Zhao Long would not have the ability to save people. Because Shi Dajun's speed was too fast, even if he was injured, it was not comparable to ordinary people. Most people wanted to save children, so they could only harm the children, but now it is different. Zhao Long not only wants to save the children, but he also wants Shi Dajun, because Shi Dajun is only 50,000 yuan in Zhao Long's eyes.

At this moment, Zhao Long had quickly observed the surrounding environment and made a judgment. There were no good guys around. And the Shi army was about to pass by Zhao Long's eyes. Zhao Long's heart suddenly moved, and he had already taken out two gold bars with his hand. Because Zhao Long had already agreed with Lao Shi before, he would not directly absorb the gold energy in the gold without Zhao Long's notification, so Zhao Long didn't have to worry at this moment.

"Swoosh...swoosh..." Although the Shi Dajun had rich experience, he never expected that when he escaped here, an inconspicuous ordinary man next to him would suddenly take action, and at such a fast speed. If he were to be normal, he could still dodge by, but at this time, he was shot twice in a row, and his energy was highly concentrated on Zhang Siyu and the others.

"Ah..." With a scream, Shi Dajun's hand relaxed, and the two children had fallen directly to the ground. Two gold bars were inserted on Shi Dajun's arm, which were directly inserted into Shi Dajun's arm, and the bones were visible.

With the son of Lian Jia, Shi Dajun was shocked. He had no time to care about anything else, and he didn't even dare to see the person who attacked him. He forced himself to endure the pain and grabbed the twins' children again. As long as there was a hostage in his hand, he could ensure safe escape. This was his firm belief.

"Bang..." Zhao Long had no advantage in his hand. After the two gold bars took action, the others rushed forward with a quick step, but it was still a little slower than the Shi Dajun's catching the child. He had no choice but to throw the box in his hand and blocked Shi Dajun's capture. The hard box was directly captured by Shi Dajun and two holes were directly captured by Shi Dajun.

At this time, Zhao Long had approached and punched Shi Dajun's chest. Shi Dajun was shocked, let go of the box and directly twisted and grabbed. This was a strange move that was unexpected and turned around. It was a trick that Shi Dajun had never had any disadvantages for many years. This move was evolved from his many years of practice of eagle claw tricks. It was a trick that he combined with some yoga techniques, and the rotation of his arm was to the maximum extent, which was unexpected.

Zhao Long did not expect that Shi Dajun's moves were so strange. His arm had turned more than normal, and he grabbed his arm directly from below. Zhao Long felt that his arm was instantly clamped by a giant steel pliers. The force was as heavy as seven or eight hundred pounds, and a heart-wrenching pain. Shi Dajun's fingers had already pierced into Zhao Long's right arm flesh. With his power, if ordinary people directly broke their arms, the flesh on their arms would be torn off.

"Run." At this time, Zhao Long had this idea in his mind. In normal circumstances, most people would choose to retreat and save their arms first. However, Zhao Long suddenly increased his strength to the limit at this moment. The muscles of his arm instantly stretched out, tightening the whole body's strength was more concentrated than before, and they were all concentrated on his right arm, and he rushed forward.

"Bang...punch...punch..." Shi Dajun did not expect that Zhao Long was so brave. His trick of surrounding Wei to save Zhao was useless. Moreover, Zhao Long's arm was so tough that he was beyond his imagination, almost comparable to an ordinary master who had practiced foreign kung fu for six or seven years. In the end, he blocked his Yunzhong Claw, but he punched him in his chest. Shi Dajun was directly knocked out. Although his Yunzhong Claw hit Zhao Long's right arm, the power of Zhao Long's punch was reduced, but it was only 500 or 600 pounds.

Shi Dajun stepped back seven or eight steps, and spurted two mouthfuls of blood from his mouth. This punch broke three of his ribs. The damage this time was even heavier than being injured by a bullet just now. Because he had already dodged his vital points just now, it seemed that he was bleeding from the gun, but in fact he was not too severe. But this time, he was different. His ribs were broken and he was directly injured internally, so it was troublesome.

Zhao Long's condition was not very good. Five blood holes appeared on his right arm, but Zhao Long did not dare to stay at all at this moment. Unless he used his left arm, it would be difficult for his right arm to exert force after a slight release of momentum. This is not counting. Shi Dajun will definitely escape at that time, and it will be difficult to chase him. So when Shi Dajun retreated, Zhao Long rushed forward with a step forward. He clenched his fist with his right hand slightly, and then punched out with a punch without any fancy moves. He relied entirely on speed and strength.

So fast!! Shi Dajun was shocked. Zhao Long's straight sprinting speed was no less than Shi Dajun, who was good at body skills. If he had a way to avoid it in his heyday, he could no longer do it when he wanted to dodge. He could only endure the huge pain and raise his arm.

"Crack..." The sound of bone shattering came from his arm. The power of Zhao Long burst out for the second time was stronger than before. The Shi Dajun, who had suffered consecutive injuries, was weak. His body was not as strong as Zhao Long, and it was all supported by a mouthful of internal true qi. At this time, the power of the true qi in his body weakened and was immediately interrupted by Zhao Long's punch.

Shi Dajun spurted blood out of his mouth again, and the man took a few steps back.

"Bang..." The Shi Da Soldier directly hit a street lamp post behind, and the pillar it hit was twisted.

Zhao Long followed like a shadow, rushed forward with another punch with all his might. At the same time, Zhao Long's left hand was already clenched and ready to take action at any time. At this time, he was really fighting for his life. Although using his left arm could easily cause more follow-up trouble, he could only think about other things by solving the trouble in front of him first.

Shi Dajun, who had been injured one after another, wanted to hide or resist, but his body was not in control at all. The injuries on his body were too severe, so he could no longer make any moves of resisting or avoiding.

"Bang..." Another punch, Shi Dajun, who was leaning against the pillar, was beaten backwards and the pillar was knocked backwards.

Shi Dajun vomited blood from his mouth, and the man had already fallen down. Only then did Zhang Siyu and his men come up.

"Catch him..." Zhang Siyu ordered people to arrest Shi Dajun, but his eyes were looking at Zhao Long. Why was it him again? He asked Senior Brother Ouyang, known as Little Conan, for help. After careful consideration, a lot of investigation and arrangements were used to search the Shi Dajun nearby.

When Brother Conan got the analysis result, Zhang Siyu felt very surprised. Unexpectedly, Bai Sheng seemed to be going to take a taxi and rushed from another place by taxi. In fact, they were hiding in the houses around this cultural antique street.

But after so much effort, he actually made wedding dresses for others, and this person was him again.

"Who knows how to bandage? Come and help him deal with it. If it doesn't work, call an ambulance. If there is nothing to do, take him to the bureau to record his confession." Zhang Siyu felt very unhappy, but when she saw the wound on Zhao Long's arm, she thought of the two children who were rescued by Zhao Long and cried bitterly. Her displeasure and anger in her heart would be difficult to burst out again.

At this time, Zhao Long also went to see the injury on his arm. Fortunately, his strength increased greatly and his muscles became as hard as a rock after they were tightened, so the injury was not very serious.

"I'm fine, just deal with it myself." Zhao Long waved his hand at a policeman who came up, walked quickly to Shi Dajun, and took out the two gold bars directly. It was stained with blood. Zhao Long wiped Shi Dajun's clothes.

"Well, it's 50,000 yuan. You can buy two gold bars with a little extra money." Zhao Long said to himself, and walked towards the box with the gold bars.

Zhang Siyu was also coming to check Shi Dajun's injuries. When he heard Zhao Long's words, he raised his left hand and pressed his temple. He turned to look at Zhao Long who was carrying a box with gold bars. Everyone was all the same age, but the gap was so big. Judging from his attitude just now, he was like a wealth-guarding slave like Grandet. He actually bought gold directly after having money. I really can't figure out how a rustic guy like him, who is still the most influential figure in Haicheng University for 20 years.

Seeing Zhao Long holding the gold bar, Zhang Siyu was speechless. He really wondered if he was a young man of the same age as him. If he had money, he would buy gold. Did he not have more promising ideals and ideas?
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