Facing the driver's armed threat, Chen Long certainly wouldn't just sit and wait, but he also wouldn't confront directly, after all, no matter how hard a human skull is, it can't withstand bullets.
"Okay, okay, I'll cooperate obediently."
Chen Long put on a submissive act, making the driver gradually let down his guard. Then, he engaged in casual conversation, trying to glean useful information. However, Chen Long soon realized that the driver was merely an executor. As for why he was being captured, or by whom, the driver was completely ignorant.
As Chen Long's verbal offensive continued, the driver's attention and vigilance noticeably decreased. Seizing the opportunity, Chen Long decisively made his move to snatch the gun from the driver's hand. Su Dan Novel Network.
Caught off guard by Chen Long's sudden move, the driver struggled. He had to both grip the steering wheel to control the taxi's direction and fight Chen Long. This was quite difficult for an ordinary New York taxi driver, especially when his opponent was a swift "Furniture City God of War." Although they weren't in the furniture store now, the narrow space inside the taxi was an advantage for Chen Long.
In their struggle, Chen Long quickly gained the upper hand. Just as he was about to disarm the driver, *bang!*
With his attention severely divided, the driver lost control of the steering wheel, causing the car's front to crash hard into a utility pole.
The violent impact caught both occupants by surprise. The struggling handgun fell into the gap between the seats, making it difficult to retrieve. Fortunately, the collision successfully deployed the taxi's airbags, greatly restricting the driver's mobility.
Seizing the chance, Chen Long no longer focused on retrieving the gun. Honestly, as an ordinary person, especially one who had never killed anyone, even with some shooting training from District 13 and S.H.I.E.L.D., he still couldn't bring himself to shoot a living person with the intent to kill.
Watching the still struggling driver, Chen Long pulled the door handle and kicked open the slightly deformed door, then quickly got out.
Seeing Chen Long about to escape, the driver, unable to break free, yelled at several other taxis parked on the roadside, "Chen Long! That's Chen Long! Don't let him run!"
The driver's words were like a drop of water hitting boiling oil.
The other taxi drivers, who were resting, turned into bounty hunters upon learning that the disheveled Chinese man running away nearby was the Chen Long they were looking for. They started their cars and sped towards Chen Long's escape route. Some impatient ones didn't even bother with their cars, grabbing their prepared handguns and chasing after him.
Chen Long was stunned. A few taxi drivers chasing him would have been manageable, but as he kept running, the number of pursuers clearly grew. Street vendors at roadside stalls, shop assistants in supermarkets, thugs with tattooed arms, or seemingly ordinary passersby.
At this moment, Chen Long felt like he was fighting the whole world.
Fortunately, among his pursuers, only a minority were armed. Most were carrying ordinary clubs, steel pipes, or were simply chasing him bare-handed.
Of course, even without guns, Chen Long had no intention of stopping to fight. It was a matter of quantity leading to a qualitative change; with so many people attacking at once, even if Chen Long was a great fighter, one punch from each person would leave him severely injured.
Moreover, not knowing where the driver had taken him and being in unfamiliar territory, Chen Long could only flee amidst the pursuit of the crowd.
Just as Chen Long was being chased in a sorry state, at a crossroad not far away, he spotted a police car. Two portly white police officers were inside, enjoying high-calorie donuts.
At this moment, Chen Long felt he had found saviors. Regardless, the police were surely reliable. Chen Long believed that as long as he explained the situation, the two officers would offer him a degree of protection.
The two officers were savoring the delicious donuts in their hands when Chen Long's sudden appearance startled them. The officer in the driver's seat even drew his gun, ready to fire. Fortunately, before he could shoot, he realized Chen Long wasn't attacking, so he refrained.
"Sir, what can we do for you?"
Despite being startled by Chen Long's sudden appearance, the officer, adhering to his professional duty, asked patiently.
"Officers, someone is chasing me, a lot of people. I don't know what I did to provoke them, but they all want to kill me."
As he spoke, Chen Long gestured towards the approaching crowd.
Seeing the vast crowd closing in, the two officers frowned and exchanged glances. The officer in the driver's seat immediately said to Chen Long, "No time to explain, get in the car, we'll take you away."
Chen Long didn't have time to think. Seeing the crowd getting closer, he pulled open the car door without a word and got in.
The moment Chen Long got in, the driver officer slammed on the accelerator, and the police car shot forward like an arrow.
Seeing Chen Long get into the police car and speed away, the pursuing crowd suddenly stopped, watching the police car leave as if they were made of wood.
Sitting in the police car, Chen Long breathed a sigh of relief as the crowd gradually receded. But before he could relax for long, he heard a *click*.
Chen Long looked in the direction of the sound and saw that his right hand was handcuffed to the seat. The officer in the passenger seat held his police gun, glaring at Chen Long with a grim expression, the black muzzle pointed directly at Chen Long's head.
Trouble never seemed to end. But this scene felt strangely familiar.
However, now was not the time for wild thoughts. It was clear that these two police officers were in league with his pursuers. Chen Long had essentially walked into a wolf's den.
Fortunately, Chen Long possessed exceptional adaptability. Even with one hand cuffed and an officer pointing a gun at his head, he managed to find an opportunity, quickly subdue the two officers, and use the police gun to break the handcuffs binding him to the seat.
After escaping, Chen Long forced himself to calm down rapidly. His mind raced, connecting these inexplicable events, and a vague answer gradually became clearer in his mind.
Just then, a black sedan stopped in front of Chen Long.
Having been relentlessly pursued, Chen Long assumed this car and its occupants were allied with his previous tormentors. As he was about to flee, the car window rolled down, and Black's bald head appeared before Chen Long.
"Chen Long, no time to explain, get in the car quickly."