Yang Yi ran into the crowd. His way of running all the way scared many people. After seeing the gun in his hand, it caused a riot. Anyone who met him on the road hid on both sides.

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

The rabbits rise and fall, and a series of life-and-death struggles are about to end. Now, only two or three minutes have passed. Xiao Ran, who had just finished the call abnormally, is likely to call back.

But now Yang Yi definitely has no time to answer the phone.

Yang Yi heard a sharp brake sound behind him, followed by a roar from the accelerator being stepped to the bottom.

Some pursuers drove over, at least some people were chasing over.

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

No matter what, he couldn't run away on the street. Yang Yi broke 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 a riot in the restaurant immediately.

Americans suffering from shootings have rich experience in how to deal with shootings. Without anyone shouting, everyone immediately began to squat down or lie under the table.

At this time, Yang Yi had already run through the lobby and rushed into the kitchen along the delivery passage.

After entering the kitchen, the ding-kong sound soon stopped. Everyone was looking at Yang Yi who suddenly broke in.

Yang Yi pointed the empty gun at a chef. Although there were no bullets in his gun, no one could see it after the empty gun was lifted.

“Where is the back door!”

Yang Yi just asked, and the person who was pointed at him with a gun immediately reached out to a row of shelves.

"Thank you, I'm sorry."

A sentence was left behind quickly, and Yang Yi began to run towards the shelves. He walked around the shelves and saw the sink for washing dishes.

The sink was filled with water and there were many dirty dishes to be washed.

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

Wipe enough to destroy the fingerprints left behind, and after soaking in water with dishwashing liquid, even the remaining fingerprints will disappear quickly.

Yang Yi’s considerations are different from others. In the current situation, most people only think about how to escape, but Yang Yi’s thinking about how to avoid revealing his identity. In other words, he puts confidentiality in a more important position than saving his life.

After throwing the gun into the sink, Yang Yi ran a few steps and pushed open a door, and rushed directly out of the back door of the kitchen and the dining room.

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

Yang Yi's knife doesn't even have a scabbard now. He used an unfinished scabbard at Charles' home to temporarily respond to the emergency. The scabbard is stuck behind the belt buckle and leans towards his right hand. If Yang Yi draws the knife with his right hand, it is a forehand holding it. If he draws the knife with his left hand, he can only hold it with his backhand.

Without a knife and a gun in your hand, at least it will not cause panic among pedestrians wherever you go.

I glanced left and right and found that no cars came over yet, and no pursuers caught up.

Not far away is the subway station, and there are many cars on the street.

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

After looking around, Yang Yi saw a Starbucks.

Yang Yi immediately walked towards Starbucks. When he pushed open the glass door, he saw the reflection on the glass. Yang Yi suddenly realized that he had a mask on his face.

It seems that it is not necessary to chase someone who has seen his face later...

After a bitter smile in his heart, Yang Yi pushed the door and entered Starbucks, and then he walked straight to the toilet.

After entering the toilet and closing the toilet door, Yang Yi took off his backpack, then started taking off his clothes, stuffed the old clothes he took out into his backpack, took out the new clothes from the backpack and changed it, then tilted a hat on his head, and then Yang Yi hung a large shiny necklace on his chest and put on a sunglasses.

The shoes on his feet also have to be replaced, but Yang Yi does not have spare shoes because his bag is not big and he can't put another pair of shoes on it.

Now Yang Yi has a pair of ripped jeans under him, but a fat sportswear on his upper body, a hat on his head, and a large necklace on his head. This outfit is a bit out of character, but it looks like he has changed his body just now.

He stuffed the clothes he took off into his bag, then Yang Yi took out another bucket bag, opened it and stuffed his backpack in, and then inserted his pistol into his waist.

After completing the dressing, Yang Yi, who was carrying the bucket bag cross-legged behind him, left the toilet, looked in the mirror in front of the sink, then walked out and came to the counter.

"Big cup of ice mocha, take it away, thank you."

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

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

Yang Yi saw a car slowly driving on the street at the entrance of Starbucks. There were two people in the car in Dong Zhang Ho. They saw Yang Yi, but after looking at Yang Yi who was walking out with coffee, their eyes quickly moved away.

I don’t know why I was targeted, nor why I was targeted, but Yang Yi felt that the people who were looking for him now actually didn’t know what he looked like.

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

So why was he targeted? Yang Yi was puzzled.

Slowly walking to the entrance of the subway station, Yang Yi hurriedly walked down with his coffee.

Yang Yi was very nervous. He couldn't control his emotions, but he could control his expression, so he was really nervous now, but what he showed was very leisurely.

Moreover, when Yang Yi entered the subway station, he did not find any abnormal people following him.

Yang Yi bought the ticket and came to the platform. He 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 answering it, he heard Xiao Ran say, "Why did the phone break? And no one answered the call. I thought something happened to you."

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

Just then the subway came, and Yang Yi whispered: "Now, I'll hang up the phone first, I'll call you later, bye."

Yang Yi hung up the phone and entered the subway. It was not the peak time for traffic. There were few people in the subway. After Yang Yi found a seat to sit down, he breathed a long sigh of relief. He felt that he might have gotten rid of the tracking now.
Chapter completed!