Chapter Twenty-Two: Capture

  Although he had already been shot twice, Shi Dajun's face was already showing a joyful expression. Just now, he had killed his way out of the encirclement by more than 20 police officers, and now he had escaped from their siege again, with another hostage in hand, it would be too easy to escape.

  "Damn it, you're a dead old woman. Once I've recovered from my injuries, I'll never let you off." Shi Da-jun's gaze turned to Zhang Si-yu, and his eyes flashed with venomous light.

  "Be careful of the hostages, do not fire without my order..." Seeing the two children crying and struggling, Zhang Siyu quickly chased after them with his gun while ordering his subordinates. At the same time, he also ordered his subordinates to disperse the surrounding crowd.

  Zhang Siyu did not expect that the capture plan she had set up would go wrong, and Shi Dajun was much more sinister and cunning than she had imagined. What's even more hateful is that suspect number one had already escaped earlier.

  At this moment, Zhang Siyu felt both uncomfortable and powerless in her heart. She really hoped she could be like those people. Originally, she thought she wouldn't envy those people, but she found out she was wrong. If she didn't know, it would be fine, and when encountering things, it would just be endurance.

  Once you know that there is a power beyond that of ordinary people in this world, but when you encounter things, you are helpless. You will anxiously hope, however...

  "Damn, since my rebirth after having my left arm amputated, my luck is really not bad at all. I can actually encounter this." If it were in the past, even if Zhao Long had the heart to save someone, he wouldn't have had the ability to do so. Because Shi Dajun's speed was too fast, even when injured, it wasn't something an ordinary person could compare to. An ordinary person trying to rescue a child would only end up harming the child, but now it's different. Zhao Long not only wants to save the child, he also wants Shi Dajun himself, because in Zhao Long's eyes, Shi Dajun is worth 50,000 yuan.

  At this moment, Zhao Long had quickly observed the surrounding environment and made a judgment. There were no handy objects around him. Shi Da Jun was about to pass in front of Zhao Long's eyes, when suddenly, an idea flashed through his mind, and with a swift movement, he took out two gold bars. Because previously, Zhao Long had already agreed with Lao Shi that without his notification, he would not directly absorb the golden aura from the gold, so at this moment, Zhao Long didn't need to worry.

  "Whoosh... whoosh..." Shi Da Jun, despite his rich experience, had not expected to escape here and be suddenly attacked by an unremarkable ordinary person at such a high speed. Normally, he could have dodged it, but having been shot twice in a row, his energy was highly concentrated on Zhang Si Yu and the others.

  "Ah......" a miserable cry, Shi Dajun's hand relaxed, and the two children had already fallen directly to the ground. On his arm, however, were inserted two golden bars, which had been directly inserted into Shi Dajun's arm, deep enough to see bone.

  There was a child of the Lian family, and Shi Dajun's heart skipped a beat. It was already too late to care about anything else, not even daring to look at the person who had ambushed him, he gritted his teeth in pain and reached for the twin children again, as long as there were hostages in hand, he could guarantee a safe escape, this was his firm belief.

  "Bang……" Zhao Long didn't have anything handy in his hand, and after the two golden bars were thrown out, he took a step forward, but compared to Shi Dajun's action of grabbing the child, it was still a bit slow. He had no choice but to throw out the box in his hand to block Shi Dajun's grab, and the hard box was directly grabbed with two holes by Shi Dajun.

  At this moment, Zhao Long had already approached, and a fist was already thundering towards Shi Dajun's chest. Shi Dajun was startled, dropped the box, and directly twisted and grabbed. This was Yun Zhong Tan Zhao, an unexpected move that turned the tables, a strange trick that made Shi Dajun invincible for many years. This move was evolved from his many years of practicing Eagle Claw techniques, combining some yoga techniques, with the rotation of his arm reaching its maximum extent, beyond people's expectations.

  Zhao Long didn't expect Shi Da Jun's move to be so bizarre, his arm had already rotated beyond the normal range and directly grabbed his own arm from below. Zhao Long felt that his arm was instantly clamped by a giant steel pincer, with a force of at least 700-800 kilograms, a piercing pain. Shi Da Jun's fingers had already pierced into some of the flesh on Zhao Long's right arm, with this move, an ordinary person would have their arm broken, and the meat on their arm would be torn off alive.

  "Charge." This was the only thought in Zhao Long's mind. In a normal situation, most people would choose to retreat and protect their own arm first. However, at this moment, Zhao Long suddenly increased his strength to its limit, his arm muscles tensed up, gathering all his power and concentrating it on his right arm, throwing a punch forward with no hesitation.

  "Hong……pū……pū……" Shi Dajun did not expect Zhao Long to be so brave, his surrounding Wei to rescue Zhao's trick was completely useless. Moreover, the strength of Zhao Long's arm was beyond his imagination, almost comparable to a general who had practiced external martial arts for six or seven years, and finally managed to block his own Cloud Piercing Claw, and even punched him in the chest. Shi Dajun was directly blown away, although because his Cloud Piercing Claw hit Zhao Long's right arm, reducing the power of this punch, but it was still enough to have five or six hundred kilograms of force.

  Shi Da Jun continuously retreated seven or eight steps, spitting out two mouthfuls of blood. This punch had broken three of his ribs, the damage from this hit was even heavier than when he was shot earlier. Because earlier he had dodged the vital points, it seemed like he was severely injured and bleeding profusely, but in reality, the injury wasn't too severe. But this time was different, with his ribs fractured, he had suffered internal injuries, now things were troublesome.

  Zhao Long's situation wasn't great either, with five blood holes appearing on his right arm. However, at this moment, Zhao Long didn't dare to hesitate in the slightest. Unless he used his left arm, if his right arm relaxed even slightly, it would be very difficult for him to exert force again. Moreover, when Shi Dajun retreated, Zhao Long took a single arrow step forward. His right hand clenched into a fist and slightly pulled back before punching out with incredible speed and power, without any fancy movements.

  So fast!! Shi Dajun was greatly shocked, Zhao Long's speed in a straight-line sprint was no weaker than Shi Dajun's agility. If he had been at his peak, he might have been able to dodge, but now he couldn't even try, and could only grit his teeth and raise his arm.

  "Ka... ka..." The sound of bones shattering came from his arm, Zhao Long's second explosion of power was even more fierce than before. Shi Dajun, who had been injured repeatedly, was weakened in strength. His body wasn't as strong as Zhao Long's, relying solely on a mouthful of internal energy to hold on. At this moment, the true energy inside his body weakened, and he was instantly punched by Zhao Long, breaking his arm.

  Shi Dajun spat out another mouthful of blood and took a few steps back.

  "Bang......" Shi Da Jun directly crashed into a street lamp post behind him, and the post was twisted.

  Zhao Long was like a shadow, swiftly advancing with an arrow-like step, and threw a punch with all his might. At the same time, Zhao Long's left hand had already clenched into a fist, ready to strike at any moment. At this point, it really was a matter of life and death. Although using his left arm would easily lead to more trouble later on, he could only deal with the immediate problem before thinking about other things.

  Shi Da Jun, who had been injured repeatedly, wanted to dodge and resist at this time, but his body didn't listen to him. The wounds on his body were too severe, and he was no longer able to make dodging or evasive movements.

  "Bang......" Another punch, Shi Dajun, who was leaning against the pillar, was punched and suddenly retreated backwards, and the pillar was directly knocked over.

  Shi Dajun spat out blood and fell to the ground, and it wasn't until then that Zhang Siyu rushed up with his men.

  "Take him away……” Zhang Siyu ordered his men to take Shi Dajun away, but his eyes were fixed on Zhao Long. How was it him again? He had even asked for the help of Ouyang Shixiong, known as the little Conan, and after careful consideration, thorough investigation and arrangement, they were finally able to find Shi Dajun in this vicinity.

  At that time, when Conan's senior brother got this analysis result, Zhang Siyu felt very unexpected. He didn't expect that Bai Sheng seemed to be taking a taxi away, and seemed to have taken a taxi from another place, but in fact they were hiding in the residential houses around this cultural antique street.

  But after all the effort, it turned out to be a wedding dress for someone else, and that person was him again.

  "Who knows first aid, come and help him deal with it. If not, call an ambulance. If nothing's wrong, take him to the bureau for questioning." Zhang Siyu was extremely displeased in her heart, but seeing Zhao Long's injured arm, she thought of the two children who were rescued by Zhao Long earlier and were crying on the side, her discontent and anger became even harder to erupt.

  At this time, Zhao Long also went to see the injury on his arm. Fortunately, his strength had increased greatly, and after his muscles were tense, they became as hard as stone, so he was not seriously injured.

  "It's nothing, I can handle it myself." Zhao Long waved his hand at a police officer who was approaching and quickly walked to Shi Dajun's side, directly taking out the two gold bars stained with blood. He wiped them on Shi Dajun's clothes.

  "Hmm, 50,000 yuan, and with a bit more money, I can buy two gold bars." Zhao Long muttered to himself as he walked towards the box with the gold bar in hand.

  Zhang Siyu also came over to check Shi Dajun's injuries, heard Zhao Long's words, and directly raised his left hand to press his temples. He turned his head to look at Zhao Long, who was holding a gold bar and carrying a box. Everyone is of the same age, but how can the gap be so big? Looking at his attitude just now, it's like Gargantua's miserliness, having money and directly buying gold. I really can't understand, this kind of rustic and ignorant guy, how can he still be the most legendary figure in Haicheng University in the past 20 years?

  Looking at Zhao Long holding the gold bars, Zhang Siyu was even more speechless. She really doubted whether he was a young man of the same age as herself or not. With money, he bought gold, did he not have any more promising ideals and thoughts?