After walking blindly on the street for more than half an hour, Yang Long had already recovered his usual clarity. He was no longer dizzy and his body was comfortable. However, he was a little hungry because he had not eaten for too long.
The bustling night market was full of lights and traffic. The bright lights echoed with the soft night sky. There were many tall buildings here and the streets were filled with traffic. The bustling crowd was like a tide, the neon lights were dazzling, and the lights were blurry. It was both illusory and real.
At this time, it was already past seven o'clock in the evening. Yang Long pondered about finding something to eat as soon as possible. If possible, it would be best if he could find a set of fitting clothes and change out of this patient's gown, so that the passersby would not look at him like he was a monster.
At this moment, a thin and elegant man with a blue suitcase in his hand and a black bag on his shoulder appeared in front of Yang Long. He wore black-rimmed glasses and a brown trench coat.
Yang Long thought to himself,'This person is about the same height as me. He's dragging a suitcase. He should be from somewhere else.' Should I go up and ask him for a set of clothes? However, this kind of thing was so difficult to say…
Just as Yang Long was deep in thought, he suddenly heard someone shout,"Thief, thief, someone stole my bag…"
Yang Long looked over and realized that the black bag on the shoulder of the thin man in the brown cloak had been snatched away by a man wearing a mask. Seeing this, Yang Long immediately threw away his shoes and chased after the masked man barefooted.
The man in the brown cloak was dragging a large suitcase, so his running speed was comparable to that of a turtle compared to Yang Long.
Yang Long was like a cheetah, chasing after the masked man.
Yang Long's blue and white patient's uniform was so eye-catching. If it weren't for the fact that there was someone chasing him in front of him, the passers-by would really think that he was a mental patient going crazy on the street!
The masked man took the black bag he had snatched and quickly ran to the corner of the street where his companions were waiting for him.
Yang Long followed closely behind and thought,'I must catch the thief. There must be something important in that black bag. When I snatch it back and return it to the owner, I can at least get a meal. Maybe I can even get a set of clothes.'
With this thought, Yang Long unleashed all his firepower! He ran in a straight line and jumped over the car parked by the roadside. With a light step, he flew over the car like a parkour master and landed lightly on the ground to continue running. This scene made the passers-by dumbfounded.
Passerby A exclaimed,"Wow! Who was this person? Was he filming a movie? He runs fast and cool."
A passerby joked," Is the mental hospital on holiday today? Why are you wearing a patient's uniform and showing off?!"”
The bystanders were all amazed as they watched the masked man and Yang Long gradually disappear around the corner.
The masked man realized that the person chasing him was very fast. When they reached the corner, the masked man immediately shouted to a man who was riding a motorcycle to pick him up,"Hurry up and leave, someone is chasing after us!" With that, the masked man sat on the back seat of the motorcycle.
At this moment, Yang Long had also reached the corner. He was only about ten meters away from the motorcycle. Yang Long quickly stepped forward and tried to pull the person in the back seat down, but the motorcycle had already started.
"Hurry up and step on the accelerator!" The masked boy was afraid that Yang Long would catch up to him, so he shouted in fear.
The person driving the motorcycle was a skinny middle-aged man. When he heard that someone was about to catch up, he immediately put his right wrist down and pressed the accelerator.
Yang Long was still in hot pursuit. He was only five to six meters away from the two people on the motorcycle.
Yang Long had received strict training since he was young. His physical strength and endurance were far higher than ordinary people. This was also the reason why his body was so strong because he often exercised.
The two thieves were riding motorcycles at high speed. If there was no one around, the speed of the motorcycles could reach at least 60- 80. Of course, 60 was the safe speed for motorcycles. If it was modified, it could reach more than 100. However, in this bustling Shanghai, it was still seven or eight o'clock at night. There were many cars and pedestrians on the street, making the two thieves speechless.
In fact, the two thieves had also committed crimes nearby, but no one could chase them for so long. If the other party was chasing them in a small car, the two thieves would take the alley. There were many people there, and the small car would not be able to catch up. If the other party was chasing them on foot, they would be able to easily shake them off as long as the motorcycle ran more than 500 meters on the road. This was because normal people would try their best to run and chase. If they chased at an average speed of 100 meters, normal people would not be able to last long. Basically, it would be difficult for them to last for 400 to 500 meters. Obviously, this time, the two thieves encountered a strange person. After 500 meters, Yang Long's terrifying speed remained unchanged. It was really scary. Once the motorcycle stopped, he would catch it very quickly.
The masked man sitting on the back seat of the motorcycle turned around and looked at Yang Long, who was chasing them like a cheetah. He could not help but widen his eyes. Although the expression on the masked man's face could not be seen, it could be seen from his panicked eyes that he was starting to feel afraid.
The masked man's mouth trembled." Brother Biao, that person is running so fast. He's about to catch up!"”
"What are you afraid of? When have we ever failed? Hold on tight!" The skinny man driving the motorcycle called Brother Biao shouted.
The motorcycle stepped on the accelerator and gradually left Yang Long behind, increasing the distance between the two.
Running barefoot for a long distance was impossible for ordinary people. Yang Long, on the other hand, had received rigorous and hard training since he was young, so he had strong endurance.
From the looks of it, Yang Long had chased him for about a kilometer since he snatched the bag. His speed did not decrease at all. What a weirdo.
The road ahead was a crossroad. At this moment, the red light was red, and cars were shuttling across. Seeing this, the man named Brother Biao had no choice but to take the sidewalk and turn the motorcycle to another road.
The sudden change of direction obviously created an opportunity for Yang Long. He shot forward and used one hand to support the fence as he flew from the side of the road to the sidewalk.
There were obviously many pedestrians on the sidewalk, and Brother Biao's motorcycle gradually slowed down. Brother Biao had a bottom line. He only snatched things and never hurt anyone.
"Brother Biao, he's catching up. He's so fast, so fast, he's catching up!”The masked man's face was covered in cold sweat as he shouted in panic.
Brother Biao saw that there were so many people on the road and that there was a strong enemy chasing after them. He frowned and shouted,"Put your bag down!"
"What?" The masked man obviously didn't hear what Brother Biao meant!
"I told you to throw the bag down! Otherwise, they would all be finished! Can't you see that kid's skills are not bad?”Brother Biao clearly realized that his opponent this time had some ability and did not want to ask for trouble. As long as there was life, there was hope.
The masked man clutched his bag tightly, looking unwilling. The masked man turned his head and saw Yang Long approaching. His terrifying running state was like a cheetah. The masked man's body trembled as he saw this. He quickly threw the black bag he had snatched away from his hand.
"Collapse!" The masked man threw the black bag on the sidewalk.
Yang Long stopped when he saw that the stolen black bag had been thrown on the road by the thief. Yang Long pointed his thumb down at the motorcycle, indicating that the other party was weak.
On such a narrow and crowded sidewalk, if the two thieves did not leave their bags behind, Yang Long was absolutely confident that he could catch them within a minute. The two thieves were smart enough to leave their bags behind.
Picking up the black bag, Yang Long happily patted the dust off it. Hua Li turned around and slowly walked back the way he had come, trying to find the original owner of the bag. It was the thin, elegant man wearing a brown cloak and black-rimmed glasses-Sekiya Miraculous.
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