Chapter 214 Get Rid Of

Yang Yi ran into the crowd, and the way he ran all the way scared many people, and after seeing the gun in his hand, it caused a commotion, and everyone who met him on the road avoided to the sides.

At this moment, Yang Yi's cell phone in his pocket rang again.

The rabbit rises and the falcon falls, a series of life-and-death struggles are coming to an end, and now, only two or three minutes have passed. Xiao Ran, who just ended the call abnormally, probably called back.

But now Yang Yi definitely doesn't have time to answer the phone.

Yang Yi heard the sharp sound of brakes behind him, followed by the roar of the accelerator pedal being pressed to the bottom.

There were chasing soldiers driving over, or at least some driving people were chasing them.

Yang Yi continued to run forward, and then he saw a Chinese restaurant.

In any case, he couldn't run on the street, so Yang Yi smashed open a glass door and rushed into a restaurant that was open.

There were not many guests. Yang Yi rushed in with a pistol and caused too much noise. Almost everyone looked at him. After a sharp-eyed guest found the gun in his hand, someone immediately screamed: "He has a gun!"

There was an immediate commotion in the restaurant.

Americans who have suffered from shootings have a wealth of experience in how to deal with shooting incidents. Without anyone shouting, everyone immediately starts squatting or lying under the table.

At this time, Yang Yi had already run across the lobby, and he rushed into the back kitchen along the food delivery channel.

After entering the back kitchen, the sound of jingling stopped quickly, and everyone was surprised to see Yang Yi who broke in suddenly.

Yang Yi aimed the empty gun at a chef. Although his gun was out of bullets, no one would be able to tell when the empty gun was off the hook.

"Where is the back door!"

Yang Yi just asked, and the person he pointed his gun at immediately stretched out his hand to a row of shelves.

"Thank you, sorry."

After leaving a word in a hurry, Yang Yi started to run towards the shelf, he bypassed the shelf, and saw the sink for washing dishes.

The sink was full of water and lots of dirty dishes to wash.

Yang Yi hesitated for a moment, then he wasted two precious seconds, wiped the empty gun on his clothes a few times, and threw it into the sink full of detergent foam.

Wiping is enough to destroy fingerprints left behind, and after soaking in water with dish soap, even residual fingerprints will disappear quickly.

Yang Yi's thinking is different from others. Under the current situation, most people think about how to escape, but what Yang Yi thinks about is how not to reveal his identity. A position more important than life-saving.

Throwing the gun into the sink, Yang Yi quickly ran a few steps and pushed open a door, and rushed out of the kitchen which is also the back door of the restaurant.

The back door of the restaurant leads to an alley full of rubbish, through the alley, Yang Yi inserted the knife back into the back of the belt buckle.

Yang Yi's knife doesn't even have a sheath now. He used an unfinished scabbard at Charles's house as a temporary emergency. This scabbard was stuck behind the belt buckle and turned to the right hand. Holding it with your left hand, you can only hold it with your backhand when you draw the knife with your left hand.

With no knives and guns in hand, at least it will not cause panic among pedestrians wherever he goes.

I glanced left and right, but there was no car coming over for the time being, and no pursuers caught up.

There is a subway station not far away, and there are many cars on the street.

Yang Yi now has three choices, go to the subway station and take the subway, rob a car with a gun, or keep walking.

Looking around, Yang Yi saw a Starbucks.

Yang Yi immediately walked towards Starbucks, the moment he pushed open the glass door, seeing the reflection on the glass, Yang Yi suddenly realized that he was wearing a mask on his face.

It seems that it is not necessary to chase and kill people who have seen my face later...

With a wry smile in his heart, Yang Yi opened the door and entered the Starbucks, then he went directly to the toilet.

Entering the toilet, closing the toilet door, Yang Yi took down his backpack, and then began to take off his clothes, stuffed the old clothes he took off into the backpack, took out new clothes from the backpack and put on new clothes, and then buckled a hat crookedly After putting it on his head, Yang Yi hung a big shiny necklace on his chest, and put on a pair of sunglasses.

The shoes on his feet also had to be changed, but Yang Yi didn't have spare shoes, because his bag was not too big to hold another pair of shoes.

Now Yang Yi is wearing a pair of ripped jeans, his upper body is a fat sportswear, a hat on his head, and a big necklace. one person.

Stuffing the undressed clothes into the bag, Yang Yi took out another bucket bag, flicked it open and stuffed the backpack into it, and then inserted the pistol into his waist.

After finishing changing clothes, Yang Yi, who put the bucket bag on his back, walked out of the toilet, looked in the mirror in front of the sink, and then walked out to the counter.

"Large glass of iced mocha, take it away, thank you."

After standing in front of the counter for a while, Yang Yi paid, took his glass of iced mocha, and walked out of Starbucks slowly.

There are many Asians in Los Angeles, which is good news, because Yang Yi will not be particularly conspicuous because he is yellow.

Yang Yi saw a car slowly driving by on the street in front of Starbucks. There were two people in the car who were looking forward to Dong Zhang. They saw Yang Yi, but after looking at Yang Yi who came out with coffee, Their eyes quickly moved elsewhere.

He didn't know why he was being targeted, and he didn't know why he was being targeted, but Yang Yi felt that the people who were looking for him now didn't know what he looked like.

From the beginning when those two people tried to figure out Yang Yi's identity instead of confirming his identity at the beginning, we could already see some clues.

So why is it being targeted? Yang Yi couldn't figure it out.

Walking slowly to the entrance of the subway station, Yang Yi hurried down with a cup of coffee.

Yang Yi is very nervous, he can't control his emotions, but he can control his expression, so he is really nervous now, but he is very relaxed.

And when Yang Yi entered the subway station, he didn't find any abnormal people following him.

Yang Yi bought a ticket, came to the platform, and stood behind several people waiting in line for the subway. Soon, several passengers lined up behind him.

At this moment, Yang Yi's phone rang again, Yang Yi took out his cell phone, and after he connected, he heard Xiao Ran say: "Why is the phone disconnected, and no one answered when I called, I thought something happened to you It's over."

Yang Yi smiled and said, "The signal is not very good, I'm in the subway."

Just then the subway came, Yang Yi whispered: "Hang up now, I'll call you later, bye."

Yang Yi hung up the phone and went into the subway. It's not the peak traffic season yet, and there were not many people in the subway. After finding a seat and sitting down, Yang Yi let out a long sigh of relief. He felt that he might have gotten rid of the tracked.

Two chapters during the day and one chapter at night.