After the gunshot, there was a moment of silence.

The crisp sound of the Makarov pistol not only scared the people in the store, but also made Long Yun a little confused.

Just before him, the robber who had just waved his pistol and shouted wildly, had already fallen into a bright red pool of blood on the ground, and the pool of blood was still expanding.

Subconsciously shot the guy overturned the ground, but Long Yun was now in a daze; he had never shot at anyone so old.

The bakery was filled with suppressed screams of horror, and the bakery was now in chaos; but Long Yun didn't care, but looked blankly at the body still twitching on the ground. He raised his gun and shot the robber's shoulders and chest without thinking. Seeing that he was bleeding, he probably had no hope of rescue.

But now is not the time to be dazed.

Recovering from the shock, Long Yun immediately turned around and looked out the door. The robber who was riding a motorcycle just now was obviously shocked by the gunshots. Seeing Long Yun protruding his head, he shot at the door without saying a word.

Only a few gunshots were heard, Long Yun had dodged to the wall, and the fragments of the wall splashed everywhere but did not hit him.

Hearing the roar of the motorcycle, the robber was probably very panicked and actually left his accomplice and ran away. Long Yun was about to raise his foot to chase him, but he was a little hesitant. His current identity is not suitable for showing up. Besides, that guy also has a gun in his hand, so it would be better not to cause trouble again. Although he was on the verge of life and death just now, he didn't expect to kill someone. Now he is in big trouble.

The so-called misfortune never comes alone. Just when Long Yun was confused, his consciousness peeked and prompted him that someone was approaching quickly.

Maybe it was the local scrutiny? That was absolutely certain. There was no need to spy on consciousness at all. Isn’t the sound of the squid sound coming from my ears obvious enough?

Maybe the store owner had already reported the ejaculation just now. At this time, Long Yun only saw a fine car coming in from the corner of the street not far away. When he looked back, he found that the same was true on the other side of the street. He parked far away on the road and blocked the street. Jingzhai jumped out of the car to look for cover. It seemed that he could not escape this time.

what to do?

Seeing the situation on the street clearly, Long Yun subconsciously held the handle of the gun tightly.

To shoot it out? That's impossible. I don't know where so many scrutiny came from in this small town. There were five or six people on the two scrutiny cars, and only six bullets were left in his Makarov pistol.

Even if the gun is shot, what should I do later? Pick up Jingzhai's gun and continue fighting, and then fight to the line of fire all the way to the line of fire?

——Wouldn’t that be a murderer?

Seeing Jingzha slowly approaching cautiously, big beads of sweat emerged from Long Yun's forehead. He had killed many people in the air battle before, but he was on the battlefield after all, and he could not see any bloody scenes. Even if he shot down a living person just now, he would have an instinctive reaction in despair. He really had no way to attack when shooting Jingzha face to face like this.

To put it bluntly, he is called a "fighter butcher", but it doesn't mean that he is really a butcher.

If not, that can't be done.

Even in a parallel world, he can't do it.

"Sur-la-main!"

Hearing Jingcha's loud shouting, Long Yun knew what they meant, and asked him to surrender quickly. After breathing a sigh of relief, he slowly put the gun on the ground, then raised his hands and moved it out slowly.

Forget it. At this time, don’t be a hero anymore.

...

Half an hour later, in the Jingjian Bureau in the town, in an ordinary interrogation room, Long Yun had a pair of handcuffs on his hands. He sat on a somewhat worn wooden backrest chair with a look of tiredness.

When I saw this slightly rebellious guy on the opposite side, the person in charge of the transcript, scratched his head impatiently, and they always felt it was difficult for them to deal with these illegal immigrants. At most, it was a small matter of street fighting and stealing, but now it even caused a life in a life in the originally peaceful small town. They are now messing up.

By the way, where did these people get guns? It is really not necessary to open citizens to hold guns.

A Jingzhai, who was standing next to him, had also participated in the rounding up Long Yun before, and was looking at the weapon on the table. Although he had long recognized that this was a Russian-made Makarov, he did not associate the guy who spoke fluently in front of him with the wanted order issued yesterday.

After all, for the local security investigation, the Russian pilots who fell to some unknown place are far less worthy of attention than these thieves at the moment.

"Is this what happened at that time?"

"Yes." Long Yun yawned a little bored. Now he had woken up from the mental impact of the gun killing the robbers, and even regretted why he didn't find a way to escape. The guy who was shot deserved it; he actually dared to point the gun at him, wouldn't he seek death?

Even if he did it again, he would still shoot without hesitation.

"We will then ask witnesses present. Is there nothing to add?"

"No more.--It's the guy who escaped on a motorcycle, don't you plan to catch him?"

"That's our official business! It has nothing to do with you." Jingcha still looked furious. It seemed that these guys from the Caribbean or North Africa were really unrepentant. If you like to play street gunfights, you can play at your own house. What do you do when you come to France?

Three people, three pistols; they actually went to rob the bakery, they were really a group of weirdos with no limit on IQ.

"Take him away! Put him in the detention room, and leave the matters to the criminal department for handling."

...

With a "bang", the heavy lock hit the iron door, and Long Yun was locked in the detention room of the Colbini Jingchao Bureau.

In this way, Long Yun's escape journey ended in less than half a day.

After confiscating all the items on his body, Long Yun was detained in a not-so-wide detention room, looking out through the iron railing. The person who was locked up with him was a thin man. He immediately knew that this man was a habitual thief, and at this time he actually came up to say hello to him.

"hé!-regarde-ce-qui-ar-sunve!-de-nouveaux!" (Hey! New!)

“I don’t understand French.”

Long Yun peeked into the subtext in his words. Someone wanted to act arrogantly in such a broken detention center? Of course, he was not angry and just looked at this guy with a typical Gallic appearance.

"Oh? Where are you from and how did you come in?" The traitor didn't buy it, so he continued to ask questions in English.

"...Am I?" Long Yun replied coldly. The treasure land that used to brush up on experience has now become a detention room. His mood is really bad. "Shooted an unlucky guy."

Oh? I was used to blinking my eyes, and I was obviously a little suspicious. Seeing that this guy didn't look like a vicious person, he was "shot" and was bragging, right? His consciousness was instantly seen by Long Yun, and when he saw Long Yun's tilting his head, he suddenly felt a little scary.

——Why is that look like a butcher looking at the pig being slaughtered? This guy... That's right, he really killed someone!...

With the unique sense of sensitive smell of evil people, he felt chill all over his body. He was still aimlessly guessing, but it was also a stimulus. Isn't it? He used a fighter to kill people, although he didn't look at them in person, but Long Yun has now taken more than a dozen lives. Not to mention that he killed a fresh and warm person just now, and that kind of vague hostility is not difficult for people who are more sensitive to it.

Although I don’t know Long Yun’s identity, seeing this guy’s expression is sinister, I feel that he must be difficult to mess with. He is so accustomed to stealing and is too lazy to the side, and even smiles awkwardly to give up the upper bunk seat for him.

Knowing that this guy recognized him as a bandit, Long Yun didn't say anything anymore, so he just lay down on the upper bunk.

He really didn't expect that his combat career would end in the form of being shot down and then being arrested.

What will be waiting for him next? Prisoners of War camp or secret prison?

Victor Rezenov, the Soviet Air Force captain, the legendary figure's record in this battle will also be locked at fourteen, and silently waiting for future generations to surpass.

——Oh! No! That German guy’s ef2000 was also blown up, and it should be fifteen now.
Chapter completed!