Carrying a Jurassic on me-Chapter 785 - 415: Master_1

When Dang Wenzheng seized the man, he was still thinking about the words Heizi and his gang had told him.

He was initially concerned, thinking that the situation was serious from their description. However, he easily apprehended the suspect, who did not seem to have proficient Kung Fu skills and didn’t put up a fight. In fact, he hadn’t even considered that the man would resist. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have started talking before securing the captive.

So, when the fake mute beggar fought back, Dang Wenzheng was in the middle of speaking and was taken by surprise. He was pushed back a few steps, and without Xiang Changqing’s intervention, he would have fallen flat on his back, making a spectacle of himself.

Although Dang Wenzheng did not make a fool of himself, Xiang Changqing, by assisting him, had allowed the mute beggar to slip away into a nearby alleyway.

The small town had no dead-ends; every alley was accessible and provided an out. Without wasting any time chatting, Dang Wenzheng, Xiang Changqing, and the recently arrived Lin Baoguo chased after him.

The beggar was running fast, but unfortunately for him, there were people blocking his path. Ahead were two men with the leader being a fierce-looking brute looking at him menacingly. The beggar faltered, then charged headlong towards them.

He threw out a punch even before reaching them.

He was confident that his blow would take the brutish fellow down, despite his muscular physique.

However, the brute nonchalantly blocked the punch and swiftly defended against the low blow aimed at his groin.

The brute, of course, was Old Gao. As luck would have it, the fugitive had chosen to head south at the crossroads, where all routes were open, only to face a bustling market full of people.

Anyone who has been to these old markets knows that there are no rules. Stalls are randomly set up, making it hard to navigate, let alone run through. Moreover, contrary to what people think, crowds won’t part ways for a fleeing criminal. Instead, a cry of "thief" would invite individuals to eagerly join in the chase, especially those holding poles used for balancing loads. Tripping them would be considered meritorious, the perfect opportunity to do good!

The busy eastern and western streets were impossible to run through. Running north was out of the question due to a street market selling small tools, and everything from woven baskets to iron shovels lay in the way. Even though this market stretched for less than 20 meters, the cluttered floor could only be navigated by jumping over obstacles.

The southern route had the least people, hence suitable for running. The beggar, confident in his ability to lose the chasers, took this path. freeweɓnovel-cøm

Unfortunately, he encountered Old Gao who blocked his underhanded attack aimed for his groin. Old Gao immediately retaliated with a slap. As expected, the beggar proved to have Kung Fu skills, ducking and attacking with a "monkey steals peach" move.

Old Gao tolerated it the first time but couldn’t stand it when the man once again targeted his groin. Any man would not stand for this, especially not Old Gao who had spent over thirty years in his prime. If the man succeeded in hitting his precious jewels, it would likely lose its function forever!

So, Old Gao swiftly stepped back to avoid the attack and retaliated with a kick. The beggar quickly withdrew his hand, fearing that a kick from Old Gao would cripple it.

Seeing him retreat, Old Gao seized the opportunity and unleashed a flurry of punches and kicks.

The beggar, confident in his striking ability, struggled. The athletic man he faced was far removed from the brawny but clumsy figure he had imagined. His punches and kicks whistled in the air. Just a few contacts, and the areas where he had blocked Old Gao’s attacks began to ache.

However, owing to his agility akin to a monkey’s, the beggar kept hopping backward to dodge Old Gao’s attacks, which, to his frustration, he was unable to land.

Watching the beggar resist while retreating, not only was Heizi shocked, even Dang Wenzheng and his party arriving at the scene were taken aback. It felt like watching a martial arts movie. Against Old Gao’s martial arts, they knew they would fall in a few moves if they were in the beggar’s place.

While they were stunned, others such as Pang Fa and Old Ou caught up. It had been decided that the people from the cattle farm would disperse to prevent the fugitive from escaping in desperation.

Sensing people approaching, the beggar, who had been trying to avoid capture, became desperate. After revealing his martial arts skills, he was even more compromised. Resolute, he flicked his wrist and revealed a sharp object in his hand.

"Brothers, grab your weapons and move in!" Heizi himself was just standing there dumbfounded, unable to assist. But now with the others joining, and a market-goer conveniently passing by, he grabbed the stranger’s pole and prepared to join the fight.

At his call, the others also began to mobilize. They rushed forward amidst cries of ’go’ and ’attack’, surging towards their quarry.

They didn’t see the knife in the beggar imposter’s hand, but Old Gao saw it clearly. As soon as Heizi and the others started to shout, Old Gao acted out, stopped hiding, and kicked hard over.

Actually, everything happened within a few seconds. Even before everyone rushed forward, the situation had already changed.

The fake beggar was distracted by Heizi and the others shouting, not to mention Old Gao’s sudden strike. With no time to dodge, he put his hands forward to deflect the force, but it was useless. The kick sent him flying backward.

Xiang Changqing, who was in the forefront, stepped aside and gave the fake beggar an extra push. Then, everyone else piled onto him and pinned him down.

With so many pairs of hands and feet, even if the man was very skilled, he was thoroughly subdued. Xiang Changqing took out handcuffs and locked the man up. Dang Wenzheng was still holding his handcuffs! After Xiang had finished, he also put on another set of handcuffs as an extra precaution.

Then, Xiang Changqing began to search the man. This man, apart from a few dimes, a few band-aids, and a small bottle of White Medicine for External Injuries, had nothing else on him. Everyone then realized that the place the man had come out from was a small clinic. It was probably because he couldn’t stop the bleeding from his buttock after being pricked by the naughty children, he went to buy the medicine but didn’t have time to apply it.

As for the dimes, it must be the change from the two dollars he used to buy the medicine.

Old Ou was up to no good: "We can’t let him use these things, let him be injured. We need these as evidence, get a bag to hold them, don’t leave any fingerprints..."

Before he could finish, he was pushed aside. Turning his head, he saw it was Old Gao, and he suddenly looked at him with admiration: "Brother Gao, I have to admit I was impressed, you really did it!"

Old Gao didn’t pay any attention to his thumb up. He picked up the White Medicine for External Injuries, twisted the cap off, sat down on the ground and rolled his trouser leg up. It was then that everyone noticed a gash on his leg.

"Are you okay?" Heizi asked as he picked a band-aid from the side, tore it open, and prepared to apply it.

"It’s fine, just a scratch, the cream will take care of it," Old Gao said, applying the cream thoroughly, and then Heizi stuck several band-aids on it.

"Do you really need to use so many? People will think I’ve been seriously injured if you stick so many band-aids on a scratch," Old Gao was a bit dissatisfied.

Now that the man was caught, everyone relaxed, and Heizi was in the mood to argue with him: "What’s wrong with putting on a few more? Even with such a petty thief, you got injured? Haha..."

Old Gao pushed him away and stood up: "We wanted to catch him intact! If we hit him too hard and he died, or became injured, wouldn’t it be a trouble? Besides, he was already down, if you guys hadn’t insisted on joining in, would I need to get injured?"

Heizi was about to respond, but Lin Baoguo had already figured it out, and shouted, "Heizi, stop it, we should all thank Old Gao. This guy took out a blade, and none of us knew about it. Old Gao risked himself to protect us..."

Everyone was shocked, then realized what was happening. They glared at the man, who was now handcuffed twice. Old Ou and a few others couldn’t hold back and began kicking the man. However, they knew to keep it within limits and soon stopped.

Honestly speaking, it was a bit scary. Had everyone charged at him, his blade might not have caused any serious injury when it grazed Old Gao’s leg, because he had to dodge Old Gao’s kicking. If it had been them, a single swipe at their vital spot could have been fatal. Despite the town hospital being nearby, they wouldn’t dare risk their lives to test its medical capabilities...

Seeing that the crowd had gathered around, Lin Baoguo told everyone, "Let’s go, take the man to the police station first."

As the others gathered around, someone asked what had happened to the man. Of course, they were just curious. There was rarely any excitement in the town, so with so many people arresting one person, there weren’t many who could resist being curious.

The man who had his pole snatched by Heizi was from the village in the west, as were the people coming from that direction. He too stepped forward and asked curiously: "He’s just a beggar, why are you catching him?"

Heizi glared at him: "Have you ever seen such a tough beggar? We came out to catch him, do you think we have nothing better to do? Don’t ask questions you shouldn’t ask."

Upon hearing this, Old Ou and a few others reacted, and immediately yelled at the crowd: "He is a fugitive! Don’t ask questions you shouldn’t be asking, and get out of the way..."

Actually, no one dared to stand in the way.

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