In the evening, the orange-red clouds reflect the last bits of brilliance.

The street lights on the street are already on.

Su Yinghai walked briskly on the sidewalk, turning his head to look behind him from time to time, and the two men were also following him briskly. After the two, every now and then, another car will appear.

Now in Su Yinghai's mind, all he thinks about is how to kill this group of people.

This is not an easy task.

He has played against the latter two four times and knows the strength of the other party. One has sharp eyes, can catch his trajectory at high speed, and has strong telekinesis, which can grab him when he is close, slowing him down, and the other has a strong defense, and will be fine with a few shots.

"How can I kill them?"

He was out of wrath.

The thing is gone, and it is still being chased.

Is there any reason for this?

The last few moments of brilliance were gone.

When night falls, the city becomes splendid.

Suddenly, Su Yinghai's eyes lit up.

There were five patrolling policemen in front of them! They were on motorcycles, and they came slowly.

In the past, when he was approached, his main idea was to flee quickly, and when he encountered the police, he avoided it. He wasn't a good guy either, so naturally he didn't think about looking for help from the police. But now it's different!

The anger in his head made him not mind going into the police station with the people who were chasing him.

He remained silent, approached with his usual pace, and suddenly threw himself in front of the car.

"Officer, they sell powder! I have some evidence of their crimes, and they are chasing me!"

Su Yinghai looked frightened, turned around and pointed to the two people fifty meters away behind him.

The faces of the officers in front of them changed, stopped the motorcycle, and turned their heads to look at the person Su Yinghai was pointing at.

Sun Jingchao and the sturdy man in the back changed their faces slightly and stopped. This action made several police officers more vigilant, and two people immediately got out of the car and reached for the pistol on their waists.

Sun Jingchao and the strong man turned around and ran!

"Stop!"

One of the officers shouted, took a chase and at the same time drew his pistol and fired a shot into the air. This is a warning shot, one is to warn passers-by, and the other is to warn those who are fleeing. If the other party is still fleeing after five seconds, the police have the right to shoot them!

In this era, restrictions on police shooting have been liberalized quite a bit.

But after the warning, Sun Jingchao and the strong man were still fleeing, and the officer did not shoot, because the distance was forty or fifty meters, and there were still many people on the sidewalk.

The other three officers chased after him on motorcycles and started flashing their sirens.

One person stayed, standing beside Su Yinghai and calling for support.

"152 Patrol Team Calls for Backup!152 Patrol Team Calls for Support! Two men in the C12 section of Deyun Road have been accused of being drug dealers and are now on the run......"

Su Yinghai rolled his eyes, waited for a few seconds, and suddenly stepped out, flashed a few times, and disappeared into a small street. The officer, who was calling for backup, had his eyes bulging and immediately realized that something was unusual.

"The latest information, the accuser also ran! Confirmed to have super speed, flashed 150 meters in two seconds, and now disappeared at the intersection of Deyun Jincheng Road!"

Xu Sheng was a little surprised by this result.

also understands that Su Yinghai should be in a state of psychological disorder now!

Doing so did get him rid of Sun Jingchao and his gang, but it didn't mean that he was easy. Because he didn't wear a mask. Under the dense cameras, his true identity is definitely going to be revealed.

"Your Excellency, who are we chasing?"

"Chase those two guys. ”

Xu Sheng was interested in Sun Jingchao's body.

Because of Sun Jingchao's spiritual power, he can give a spiritual source.

Now Sun Jingchao and the strong man are a little crazy, but they didn't expect Su Yinghai to be so mad that he asked the police for help. It's like two junior high school students who make an appointment to go to the school grove after school to resolve a conflict, but one of them suddenly calls the teacher.

They are all people in the dark, why do you want to attract the iron fist of the divine beast?

They ran very fast, mainly because of Sun Jingchao's telekinesis, lifting himself and the strong man, reducing the weight of the two, and running fast and fluttering.

But the strong man is really heavy!

Moreover, motorcycles are not slow!

The officer, who had started running, stepped onto a colleague's motorcycle, opened the side box, and pulled out a micro-punch!

Sun Jingchao glanced back at this scene, and his heart immediately sank.

As long as the distance is closer, there is no one in front of the bullet, and the opponent is likely to shoot.

At this time, Sun Jingchao and they had another choice, that is, to hug passers-by.

But in this case, there is generally only a dead end. Because after a stalemate is formed, the capable people of the police will immediately arrive, and what kind of mental shock, hallucination, ultrasonic stun, invisibility and other attacks will stop one after another.

"Ironstone, I can't hold on anymore!"

"You go first!"

The strong man has fierce eyes.

Sun Jingchao let go of the strong man, and his speed immediately soared.

The stout man's speed naturally dropped sharply, so he rushed to a restaurant! There were many customers in the restaurant, and some of them even came to the door to peep because of the sirens blaring.

Xu Sheng's heart tightened, he hesitated slightly, and finally ordered Tucker, "Quick, give him a small electric shock to his head, paralyze him, and keep it hidden!"

The consciousness call was fast and efficient, and the thought flashed.

Tucker sped up instantly, reached out and quickly touched the strong man's head, and then quickly withdrew.

The strong man rushed to the small square in front of the restaurant, his body jerked violently, his consciousness collapsed, and he stumbled and fell.

Two seconds later, three motorcycles approached.

"Fugitive, get out of the way!"

One shouted.

The audience at the door of the restaurant screamed and retreated inside.

The people in the car didn't know that the strong man had been electrocuted, and thought that he had fallen down, and the situation was urgent, so they immediately drew their guns and opened fire as soon as the car stabilized.

Because they wanted to confess, they aimed at the limbs of a strong man.

The stout man was motionless, his limbs splattering with blood.

Dodging a stray bullet, Tucker flew to a height of four or five meters. Xu Sheng thought of Gao Tiancheng's introduction, saying that a pistol can't kill this person, but now it seems that it should be an ability that is stimulated by a person in a sober state, and after fainting, it is also an ordinary flesh and blood.

After more than a dozen shots, the three police officers stopped shooting, two were on guard with guns, and another stepped forward, took out the handcuffs, lowered his body and grabbed the bloody left hand of the strong man, and handcuffed it.

Suddenly, the strong man moved, and was lifted with his left hand, and a huge force poured out, not only breaking free from the buckle, but grabbing the officer's left wrist.

The latter struggled violently, as if he had been hit by an iron hoop, and threw another punch that hit the back of the strong man's head.

The other two officers were taken aback and opened fire instantly.

But they only fired one shot, and they didn't dare to fire more, for fear of hurting their colleagues.

Two bullets plunged into the back of the stout man.

There was also blood splattered, but the strong man didn't seem to be affected at all, turned over and pulled him violently, pulling the person into his arms.

The detained police officer took advantage of an elbow blow and hit the strong man in the chest, but he felt like he had hit the concrete floor, and he was in pain. A bloody right hand grabbed his throat.

The sturdy man got up with a grin, grabbed the person, and strode into the restaurant.

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