Chapter 772: Chapter 772
Two cars collided not far behind, Earl, with his face, arms, and thighs covered in abrasions, cursed fiercely.
A second before the collision, Earl wasn’t fully ready, but to avoid being crushed between the two cars, he had to swiftly jump out.
As a result, he missed his grip and, dragged by momentum, rolled several times on the ground, watching the small plane speed away under his angry and anxious stare.
After swearing a few times, Earl hurriedly propped himself up from the ground, ready to rise.
Both cars at this point, propelled by high speed, shattered into pieces, with orange-red flames rising. The guy driving the SUV couldn’t possibly have survived. Read full story at NoveI★Fire.net
Right now, there was no way to catch the small plane on foot, and a group of SWAT officers was chasing him from afar. To avoid capture, the best choice was to run towards the fence on the west side and climb over it before they caught up.
Earl instantly mapped out his next moves and got ready to run.
Just as he turned his body, the dark muzzle of a gun was pressed against Earl’s forehead, Luo An spoke gently:
"Good evening, sir who likes to chase planes by car at night, please cooperate with my work, put your hands behind your head, OK?"
"How could it be possible!"
Earl felt a chill rise from his lower back up his spine to the back of his head, his body breaking into goosebumps, his facial expression akin to seeing a ghost.
Especially seeing Luo An’s arms and thighs without any wounds, even his clothes neat, showing no signs of rolling on the ground after jumping from the car, disbelief was written all over Earl’s face:
"How did you do that? Are you a ghost?"
Luo An’s lips curled up, revealing a bright, sunny smile:
When Earl threw Matthew off the car without him noticing, Luo An realized that Earl was using Matthew as a decoy to escape alone.
So Luo An immediately slowed down the car, instructed Winslow and Chenier to jump out to minimize injury, and capture Matthew.
After they jumped out, Luo An immediately accelerated, pressed the throttle to the floor, and drank a bottle of [Hemostatic Agent] and a bottle of [Feather Falling Potion] before leaping out of the car a second before the collision.
The [Feather Falling Potion]’s main feature was making Luo An lighter, enabling him to jump higher and fall slower.
At the moment he leapt out of the SUV, the inertia did move him uncontrollably forward, but the [Feather Falling Potion] helped him maintain balance.
Not only did Luo An not fall and roll multiple times like Matthew or Earl, he lightly touched down on the ground, straightened the wrinkles in his clothes, and then with gun in hand walked towards Earl composedly and elegantly.
Watching Luo An, smiling in front of him, Earl gasped, his eyes wide, utterly unable to comprehend how he did it.
However, now was not the time to dwell on it. Matthew had already been caught by Winslow and Chenier, firmly pinned on the ground, and SWAT officers were rapidly approaching. The primary goal now was to leave quickly!
A cold flash crossed Earl’s eyes, he suddenly reached for Luo An’s gun, forcefully lifted the muzzle, while his other hand moved to his lower back where another gun was tucked, planning to unload all its bullets into Luo An’s body!
The moment the muzzle was forced upwards, Luo An pulled the trigger, sending three bullets flying into the distance, Earl’s face brightened seeing this.
The next second, Earl’s expression froze stiff, as his right hand felt nothing but air at his lower back—his gun was gone!
"When did that happen?!"
Cold sweat broke out on Earl’s forehead, and before he could react, Luo An delivered a heavy kick to his abdomen!
A muffled sound of flesh colliding echoed, a tremendous force transmitting from his abdomen. Earl’s eyes bulged as he stumbled backward falling, trying to rise instinctively to retaliate but found his throat dry, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Right now, Earl could care less about anything else; the only thought in his mind was to knock Luo An down and snatch the gun out of his hands.
Even with blood at the corner of his mouth, Earl stifled the pain and roared mightily, suddenly lunging toward Luo An.
Luo An’s face spread into an even bigger smile as he ducked under Earl’s fist, then landed an uppercut on his face.
Chest! Arm! Back! Thigh! Earl turned into a sparring sandbag, enduring an unceasing combination of punches, kicks, and knee strikes. Within a minute, Luo An had beaten Earl so severely that he couldn’t open his eyes and lay helplessly spitting fresh blood on the aircraft runway.
By the time the SWAT team arrived, Earl had already completely passed out.
Amidst the shocked, astonished, and admiring gazes of the SWAT team, Luo An straightened his clothes, holstered his pistol, and while watching Winslow and Chenier escorting Matthew in handcuffs, he took out his phone and called Mona:
"Contact Mr. Clement, tell him the target has been captured, prepare the interrogation room."
Mona immediately agreed and then added:
"Also, Michelle just led the SWAT task force and successfully arrested a manager from the Illinois Nuclear Energy Company.
It’s the person spoke of by Etwan Jones, the head of the nuclear lab, his superior, Ulysses.
The arrest went smoothly, Ulysses didn’t resist much, but he quickly requested a lawyer."
Luo An nodded in satisfaction, and after a moment’s thought, he said:
"Then ask Mr. Clement to prepare a few more interrogation rooms.
Bring this manager Ulysses, the head of the nuclear lab, Etwan Jones, and that assassin Henderson over.
Also, include that first captured CIA assassin who tried to kill Prison Guard Danny’s mother, Dick Lawrence; take him as well."
The name Dick always carried an interesting connotation in federal terms, often leading thoughts astray.
Mona agreed and after a brief exchange, Luo An hung up the phone; by this time, Winslow and Chenier had brought Matthew over.
Seeing Earl’s bruised and swollen face on the ground, Matthew, who had just been betrayed, burst into laughter and spitefully spat an unknown substance onto his face.
Luo An waved his hand, and the SWAT team immediately helped Earl up to leave. Luo An, seeing Matthew’s face marred with abrasions, smiled and asked:
"Good evening, Mr. CIA, what is your relationship with Leiden Perelman, President and CEO of the Illinois Nuclear Energy Company?"
"A purely mutually beneficial friendship."
Matthew evaluated Luo An carefully and said:
"I know you, FBI Washington Headquarters, the best investigative team leader, Luo An Greenwood.
Don’t you feel like the FBI isn’t quite fitting for you? A pond can’t sustain a shark; it only suffocates it to death.
Beyond the federation lies the ocean, where sharks truly belong! Only there can you fully exhibit your excellence!"
Winslow and Chenier’s faces darkened immediately, Luo An raised his brows:
"Thanks for the compliment; you make a good point."
Matthew’s face brightened, just as he was about to continue speaking, Luo An took Winslow’s place, escorting him toward a distant car:
"But the sea is too deep; I fear I might not get a hold of it, let us go back and have a chat first, tell me about the maps and strategies."