Chapter 970 Beautiful Coincidence

Yang Yi understands that some people like classic cars because of feelings, but he will never choose to buy a classic car and drive it. It’s not that you can’t buy a classic car, but you can buy it for collection, but you won’t buy it for daily driving.

The steering wheel has a large gap, which means the steering is not very precise, and the power is not very good. After all, it is an old car, and it is completely unable to meet Yang Yi's demand for power.

However, it is really cool to drive such a classic car, especially a beautifully maintained classic car. Although it is old, its shiny body is full of the feelings of the last century. You can really get it from time to time when driving on the road. Others honked their horns in greeting.

Yang Yi drove this old car to the outer suburbs of Los Angeles.

The urban area of ​​Los Angeles is very, very large and very loose. Yang Yi followed the navigation and came to an address he had found out before.

Buying a car during the day took a long time. By the time Yang Yi drove to his destination, it was already evening.

However, Yang Yi felt that this was the right time. Since it was almost evening, the person he was looking for should have gone home from get off work.

Yang Yi slowed down the car, and he began to pay attention to the sect number. Then he parked the car on the side of the road, next to the exit of a house.

The house is still good, and can be considered as a house that can only be afforded by the middle class, but it can be seen to be a little depressed, which can be seen from the lawn care.

The grass in the lawn is too tall, but no one has built it. It is simple to think about it. If you have to rush to work every day, then naturally you will not have time to take good care of your own lawn.

There was no light in the room yet, so Yang Yi decided to wait in the car.

He was still a little nervous, and Yang Yi couldn't help but smile. He was now considered a person who had seen the world, but he was a little nervous because he was about to meet an old friend. He must be feeling guilty.

Just when Yang Yi decided to get out of the car, he saw the lights in the room turn on, and then the door opened. A man came out, came to a modern car parked at the garage door, and opened the door.

The car was really beat up, and of course that man could only be Clint.

Just as he opened the car door, Clint didn't get in the car. Then he looked directly at Yang Yi. Then, as if he had discovered some new world, he ran over quickly without even closing the car door.

Yang Yi watched Clint in the car. Clint didn't see Yang Yi, his eyes were completely attracted by the car Yang Yi drove.

Clint stopped, covered his mouth with his hand, and then stood on the side of the road, holding his chin in his hand and motionless, as if there were tears in his eyes.

It was too far away to see clearly. Yang Yi took a deep breath, then he opened the car door and stepped out of the car.

When Yang Yi closed the car door, Clint's eyes were attracted to Yang Yi. Then his eyes widened, and he lowered his right hand that was covering his mouth, and subconsciously touched his waist.

Clint looked a little frightened and took several steps back.

It is easy to understand that if a prisoner who has been guarded by him for several years, a prisoner who has escaped from prison and is still wanted, a prisoner who has ruined himself suddenly appears in front of him, it will definitely not make people feel like meeting an old friend.

"Hey, don't be nervous."

Yang Yi's prepared opening remarks were no longer needed, so he could only calm down the nervous Clint first.

Clint's hands were empty, because he didn't have a gun on his waist. California's gun management is relatively strict, and few people can apply for a concealed gun license.

"It's you! What do you want to do!"

Yang Yi spread his hands and said in a deep voice: "I just want to see you, buddy, don't be nervous."

Clint took two more steps back, and then he said in a deep voice: "We have nothing to talk about, listen! I don't know how you found me, but I don't want to have anything to do with you anymore, and I won't hurt you. , I will call the police after you leave, now, please leave my house immediately!"

Yang Yi shrugged, and then he sighed: "Don't be nervous, and don't misunderstand me. I don't have any ill intentions when I come here. Well...well, I'll let you take a look. Don't worry, I'm not going to pull out a gun. I need to show you my ID."

Clint was already more than ten meters away from Yang Yi. He made a gesture of turning around and running away at any time, but he didn't dare to run away immediately, so he was really nervous now.

Yang Yi put his hand into the inner pocket of his suit. At this moment, someone opened the window and shouted impatiently: "Clint, who are you talking to? You're almost late!"

Clint turned around and yelled: "Shut up! Pick up the gun and shoot anyone who comes in the door!"

Clint should be risking his life, he doesn't want his family to be harmed.

Yang Yi had already taken out his ID, and he said helplessly: "CIA!"

Clint was suddenly stunned, and Yang Yi spread his hands and said: "Don't get me wrong, man, I'm the CIA! Tell your wife not to call the police and cause unnecessary trouble. Go home right now and tell him that he is an old friend and not anything else. It will be very troublesome for the prisoners who escaped from prison to have to send them away when the police come. Now you turn around and go home and do what I say, hurry up."

It was already dark and far away. Clint couldn't see clearly the ID in Yang Yi's hand. He said with a vigilant look: "CIA? Don't move. Throw me your ID."

Yang Yi breathed out, and then he really threw the certificate out and threw it at Clint's feet.

Clint picked it up, opened it and looked at it twice, and then he was completely stunned.

Yang Yi shouted: "Do you really want to call the police?"

Clint was a little skeptical, but he suddenly turned around and ran back home.

After a while, Clint came out again, but this time he had a pistol in his right hand and pointed it at Yang Yi.

Yang Yi said helplessly: "Man, don't be like this. Look at the car I drove. Don't you understand what happened? That's for you."

Yang Yi raised his hand, holding two keys. After shaking the keys, he said in a deep voice: "Take the keys and go to the car to have a look. I know you sold your Camaro, so I will give it to you again." Bought one.”

Clint held the gun in his right hand and the ID in his left hand, so he failed to catch the two keys.

Looking down at the key that fell on the ground, Clint was stunned for a moment, and then he finally put the gun in his waist and picked up the key.

Putting the gun away instead of the ID showed that Clint already believed Yang Yi's identity.

Yang Yi relaxed and said with a smile: "Man, let's go to the car and have a look first. I hope you like it."

Clint was stunned for a while, not knowing what he was thinking. Finally, he passed Yang Yi and came to the car. Then he said with an expression as if he was in a dream: "This is my car. My car! You brought her back."