Chapter 367 Brother, Remember to Get Money for My Mom

If eyes can catch people, then Chen Chuan, who was sitting under the tree with his eyes wide open, must be able to catch the two fugitives in the white car.

However, Chen Chuan himself knew that with his courage and ability, he had already reached the limit of his personal ability. Although the white car was not far away from him, and the fugitive who had killed people and was carrying a gun was sitting in the car, he could only stare blankly.

Really, stare blankly.

You can lose the battle but not the battle. He was very clear about this.

Besides, the other party now has a car, and the road is visibly smoother. If the other party is really forced hard, it is not impossible that he will step on the accelerator and bump around to find a way to escape.

If the other party is on guard, this bicycle is probably not able to catch up.

The auxiliary policeman standing nearby saw the two people staring at each other from a distance, especially the young man sitting under the tree, whose momentum was no less than that of the social person sitting in the car with a tattoo on his neck.

Waiting for the white car to drive away, he looked at the well-dressed young man sitting on the ground and asked gossipingly:

"Brother, do you two have a grudge? What grudge? It's not because of a woman, right? Just now you threw a bicycle at the intersection to block this guy? What bicycle did you throw? He threw it into the gutter on the side of the road. If you ask me, you have to smash the motorcycle, then ride to him and brake suddenly to go around him in a semicircle, tut tut"

It must be said that this traffic auxiliary policeman with strong professional ability is also first-class in observing words and expressions. At this time, he exerted his extremely rich imagination and directly imagined the love-hate relationship between the rich second generation, the social brother and the goddess.

Hearing this, Chen Chuan suddenly shuddered. Isn't this a ready-made spy!

He stretched his hands upwards, grabbed the young assistant policeman's forearm, followed his imagination, and opened his mouth to show his true nature of a young man.

"Brother, the bad guys robbed my girlfriend and forced her! Now we have to follow them!"

Scare!

The assistant policeman was startled. He just made up a story before, but he didn't expect to really make up this "forced" drama. He said incoherently: "You have to find the police for this matter, how can I control it!"

Chen Chuan exerted force on his hands and pulled the other party to him. He stared into his eyes and said quickly: "I have called the police! The police are on the way! We have to lead them!"

Thinking of the fierce Buddha tattoo on the man's neck, he didn't look like a guy who was easy to mess with. The assistant policeman shook his head like a rattle: "No, really no! This matter is really not my business, you have to find the police! Brother, I advise you."

Chen Chuan had an idea and used his money ability. He took out a stack of banknotes from his arms and stuffed them directly into the other party's clothes.

"Brother, we just need to follow the car. My phone is on, the police will catch up! Save my girlfriend!"

"Uh"

The highly capable traffic police looked at the poor rich man, tightened his clothes, and said righteously:

"Brother, I was busy dealing with an accident just now. To be honest, I am a policeman, and we are going to save your sister-in-law now.

"Let's go! Get in the car, hold tight!"

In the white car.

Old A sat in the passenger seat, feeling uneasy, and looked at the right mirror from time to time.

"Brother, who was that guy just now? "

A thin but fierce-looking young man, holding a cigarette, leaned his left hand on the car frame and casually placed his right hand on the steering wheel. There was an ugly scar on his face, extending from the right corner of his mouth to below his right earlobe.

Old A came to his senses, took out a pack of cigarettes from his jacket pocket, and took out a cigarette. He first put it under his nose and sniffed it for a few times, then pinched the cigarette between his fingers and took a big puff.

It seemed that this was the last cigarette of his life.

After a few puffs of smoke, Old A calmed down a lot.

He didn't want to show his fear in front of his younger brother, so he pretended to say the conclusion he had overturned before, and then casually changed the subject: "That person is likely to be a policeman. Xiao Ming, you are in this situation, just smoke less. "

"Policeman?" Xiao Ming curled his lips and said disdainfully, "Why are you so timid and let us go like this? It's too cowardly. ”

Old A didn’t want to repeat on this topic. Seeing Xiao Ming still smoking, he sighed and said, “I know you are restless and want to vent. But as your elder brother, I still advise you to spend the last few months with your family. People like us have been in the business for most of our lives, and we still have to go home in the end. You, don’t waste the little time you have. I came back this time just to leave some money for my family to live on before I surrender myself to the police.”

Hearing this, Xiao Ming took two puffs of the cigarette and put it out: “Brother, don’t talk as if I’m going to die soon. Although I’ve been in the business for a while, I won’t let my mother raise me for nothing for so many years.”

When mentioning “Mom”, Xiao Ming, who looked ferocious, couldn’t help but soften his expression a little.

Old A deliberately turned his head to the outside of the car and boat, looking at the scenery outside that was rapidly retreating, and said in a deep voice: “Xiao Ming, after dividing the money this time, we’ll go our separate ways. I guess we’ll meet again in the next life. "

Xiao Ming knew it well.

From what Lao A said before, he had already considered turning himself in to the public security organ. According to this murder case, even if he turned himself in, the prison sentence would probably be at least ten years.

Xiao Ming, who was seriously ill, obviously couldn't wait.

"Brother."

Perhaps thinking of the policeman he had run into earlier, Xiao Ming smiled for a moment, and finally said seriously:

"Brother, if the police come, I will block them for you. If I die, remember to give my mother some money."

When Old A heard this, his heart trembled violently.

He turned his eyes from the window back to the inside, and comforted him: "It's okay. I was just bragging before. In fact, that guy is not a policeman. I ran into him once in the alley before. He didn't react at all at that time."

After saying this, Old A suddenly fell silent.

From the rearview mirror inside the car, he clearly saw the traffic assistant policeman he had met at the intersection riding a motorcycle far behind.

There were two people on the motorcycle!

Xiao Ming, who also discovered the abnormal situation from the rearview mirror, smiled even more brilliantly, but his eyes became colder and colder, with a cold determination flashing in his eyes.

He turned the steering wheel and turned the car into a small road. He drove a distance and stepped on the brakes hard when the car body just entered the second corner.

The white car made a shrill sound, and the tires rubbed against the ground quickly, leaving a short brake mark.

The two people in the car rushed forward uncontrollably due to inertia, and then were pulled tightly by the seat belts and brought back to the back of the seat.

The older Mr. A was a little dizzy, and then he heard the plain words of his younger brother and the "bang bang" sound of the car door opening and closing.

"Brother, remember to get money for my mother later."