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Chapter 270: My decades of training in capture are not in vain

After the middle-aged woman left, the yellow-haired man stayed alone in the house. Recalling what happened after the aunt from the business committee came over just now, he couldn't help but sigh that he was so unlucky.

I really can't blame him for what happened at that time. He stayed in the room and was fine. Suddenly, something fell from the wardrobe. If he hadn't reacted quickly and avoided it, he would have definitely been hit.

"Is there some kind of curse on that guy?"

The yellow-haired man complained in his heart that his luck started with the attack on Ye Haoran.

At first, he didn't pay much attention to it, but now that he thought about it, he felt more and more that there was something strange protecting Ye Haoran. Otherwise, he usually had good luck, so why would he become unlucky for no reason.

After thinking for a while, he started to pass the time out of boredom.

boom!boom!boom……

The yellow-haired man was playing with his cell phone when there was a knock on the door.

"Who?"

The yellow-haired man stopped moving and carefully observed the situation outside.

The middle-aged woman left not long ago, and the other party had the key, so it was definitely not the other party.

Except for middle-aged women, no one else is suitable to meet.

Therefore, he did not say anything, nor did he go to open the door, pretending that no one was home.

After a while, the knock on the door disappeared, and the yellow-haired man secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Thinking that the people outside had left, he quickly put this episode behind him and continued to pick up the browser on his mobile phone.

No matter who is looking for the person, it has nothing to do with him. After the middle-aged woman comes back, tell the other party and let the other party handle it.

However, things were not as good as he imagined.

boom!
Not long after, a huge door was broken, followed by a series of footsteps.

A large number of police officers rushed into the house from outside.

"How did they find me?"

Hearing the sound, the yellow-haired man's face changed drastically. He got up from the bed and ran towards the balcony, without any intention of confronting the police.

At the same time, a guess was born in his mind. Feeling that he had no flaws, he thought that the middle-aged woman had probably been caught by the police, so he exposed him.

He was very fast. By the time the police officers rushed in from outside, he had already jumped from the balcony to the drainage pipe nearby and quickly ran down from it.

The floor he was on was the seventh floor, twenty or thirty meters above the ground.

Ordinary people would have trouble just driving downwards, but he was not affected at all and was as flexible as a monkey.

"In this room!"

As the shouts rang out, so did the sound of breaking doors and explosions.

Flames burst from the room and engulfed the balcony.

The yellow-haired man stared upward, with a trace of pride on his face.

It's so easy to catch him first.

This explosion will inevitably cause some casualties to the police, enough to delay his departure from the world.

As soon as he reached the second floor, the yellow-haired man jumped down from the top with a light body. Such a height would not have any impact on him.

When his feet landed on the ground, the pride on his face disappeared instantly, and he put on a mask of pain.

There was a pebble where he landed, which stung his foot just now.

"Unlucky, unlucky, unlucky..."

The yellow-haired man had the urge to scold his mother. He was so lucky.

However, now was not the time to complain. He endured the pain in his footsteps and limped towards the distance. The police would not give him time to move slowly. If he did not run quickly, he would be caught by the police. Wasted.

"Young man, are your feet hurt?"

"I have some medicinal wine at home. Just wait here and I'll get it for you." After running far, an enthusiastic man stopped him and was about to get it for him.

"No, I'll go to the hospital to check!"

The yellow-haired man was so anxious that he quickly waved his hand and wanted to pass by the uncle.

As a result, the uncle grabbed him directly.

"This situation is quite serious, I will send you away!"

"You're injured. Don't run around. The injury will get more serious later."

The uncle kept talking and refused to let the yellow-haired man leave.

"Leave me alone and get out of here!"

The yellow-haired man who was running away reached out his hand to push the old man away, but the old man grabbed his arm with a grappling hand.

"Young man, I have practiced grappling for more than thirty years, can I be bullied by you?"

The uncle firmly suppressed the yellow-haired man. If he hadn't been merciful, the yellow-haired man's arm would have been removed just now. The pain spreading through the arm made the yellow-haired man's face look quite ferocious.

thump!
The yellow-haired man's right ankle was originally injured. After being hit like this, his feet could no longer bear the strength and he immediately knelt down on one knee.

"I was wrong, uncle, I was wrong!"

The yellow-haired man quickly begged for mercy, secretly thinking of bad luck.

It's really a sin to meet such a fierce old man while running away.

However, the current situation is stronger than the situation. If we continue to waste time, the police will soon catch up.

"You young people should not be so angry. You should be more respectful to the elderly when you see them in the future, you know?"

The uncle didn't make it difficult for the yellow-haired man. When he saw that he was giving in, he immediately let go.

"He's here!"

A shout came from afar, followed by a burst of footsteps.

The police are here!

The yellow-haired man's heart sank, and there was a hint of coldness in his eyes.

"The only thing to blame is your bad luck!"

Realizing that he might not be able to escape, the yellow-haired man immediately changed his mind and took out a pistol from his body, preparing to take the uncle hostage.

While the uncle was checking the situation with the police, the yellow-haired man suddenly took action, stood up and rushed towards the uncle.

This old man did have two attacks, but he was armed with a gun, and the opponent who made serious moves might not be his opponent.

At this moment, he had already begun to figure out how to use the uncle to bargain with the police and escape from here.

If he were to run away this time, he would definitely not care about the orders from above and just run away abroad and never come back.

Ye Haoran is really evil. Ever since he attacked Ye Haoran, things have not gone smoothly at all.

Whoever is willing to take on this kind of task will take it.

Anyway, he doesn't want to serve anymore.

Things did not develop as he imagined. The uncle reacted quickly and kicked his injured leg, knocking him upside down.

Immediately afterwards, the uncle quickly completed the disarm and pressed his whole body firmly on him, preventing him from moving.

"I forgot to tell you, I used to be a special police officer. I don't know how many guys like you I arrested before."

The uncle was very excited that he easily subdued the key criminal captured by the police. Even though he was retired, he still had a treasure trove.

"Young people nowadays are really bad. This kind of guy almost ran away!"

The uncle looked at the police officers who were chasing him, with a bit of contempt in his eyes. When he was young, he would catch such guys casually.

(End of this chapter)