My autobiography is definitely not a tragedy!

"Bang!" Meng Lang and Yan Weiwei hit the ground hard.

Yan Weiwei, dazed, looked at Meng Lang who had collapsed on top of her, her expression somewhat bewildered.

What had just happened?

He threw himself in front of her without any consideration for his safety... to block a bullet for her?

Why?

She couldn't understand why a petty thief would have a gun.

Even more puzzling was what had given him the courage to throw himself at her?

"Damn it!"

After firing the shot, Yuan Li realized he had done something foolish.

The roaring rain covered up the noise from the previous scuffle among the three of them, but the sound of the gunshot could not be masked.

Soon, local residents would come to investigate, and some may have already called the police.

In China, once a crime involved firearms, it was a different nature altogether from petty theft or brawling; it was very likely that the major crime unit would get involved.

Even with his extensive experience in anti-tracking, facing the full might of the state's law enforcement, escaping would not be easy.

If he hadn't fired the gun, even if he had been caught by the police, with no crime committed and if matters were handled well, it could merely be classified as "attempted theft."

With his behind-the-scenes clout, at most he would face detention.

But now...

He knew he didn't have much time left. His eyes fierce, he glared at Yan Weiwei, who was still in a state of shock. If it wasn't for these two people, would he have ended up like this?

After a moment's hesitation, he still decided not to shoot again.

Not to mention that these two people were not his targets to begin with, killing them would only create more problems for himself.

On the contrary, the more people he killed, the bigger the incident would become, and the stronger the search forces would be afterwards.

A wise man does not fight when the odds are against him.

There would be plenty of opportunities for revenge in the future.

Without further hesitation, Yuan Li immediately turned around to flee the scene.

However, just as he took a step after turning around, he felt a tight grip on his leg and was abruptly tackled to the ground.

"Eh?" Yuan Li looked around in astonishment, and the next second, his eyes widened in disbelief.

The man he had shot was clutching his leg fiercely, baring his teeth in a ferocious grin.

How could this be possible?

He was certain that he had hit his target.

An ordinary insurance salesman, getting shot and not dying was one thing, but he should have lost combat capabilities, right?

Even without losing combat capabilities, how dared he continue to charge at me and knock me down?

What gave him such courage?

Your hefty insurance policy?

Shocked, Yuan Li came to his senses, immediately becoming furious.

In this day and age, no one dares to mess with a petty thief, yet you dare to charge at a gun-wielding criminal like me? Does the gun in my hand have no dignity?

Rage rose from his heart, and malice surged to his gall!

"You're looking for death~~~~~~"

Yuan Li's word for "death" turned into a long trembling sound, and he couldn't raise the gun in his hand any longer.

He trembled all over, his limbs quaking like Parkinson's, and within a few seconds, his eyes rolled back, and he passed out.

"Phew~" Seeing that Yuan Li finally stopped moving, Meng Lang let out a sigh of relief and moved the flashlight-like object away from Yuan Li's thigh.

"Zzzz~" Sparks of blue electricity were still shooting from the object—it was an electric shock device.

Meng Lang stood up, kicked the gun away from Yuan Li's side, and then wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

Although the situation had been perilous, fortunately, it had been a close call without actual harm.

"You... you're not dead?" Yan Weiwei, still unable to stand up, stared in astonishment at Meng Lang who had just displayed incredible might and turned the tables in a desperate situation.

Meng Lang rolled his eyes inwardly.

He had thought this tough lady was a master fighter, but except for her mid-fight performance, the entire beginning and end of the battle were all up to him!

Her combat abilities were fine, but her mental strength was lacking!

Fortunately, he had come prepared.

"Yeah! Fortunately, I'm tough to kill. What are you waiting for? Go find some rope and tie this guy up!"

"My... my legs are too weak, I can't move..."

Meng Lang was stupefied. "What? You're a master of Twelve Road Spring Leg, and you're telling me your legs are weak?"

"This... it's my first time at gunpoint, how is that my fault?" Yan Weiwei said a bit awkwardly.

The situation was indeed embarrassing, but however skilled she was, she was just a normal person who had seen a gun for the first time and had it fired in her face; being scared stiff was perfectly normal.

"I can't believe this." Shaking his head, Meng Lang was about to turn and look for a rope when he heard Yan Weiwei shout.

"Crap, he's moving, he's moving again!"

Meng Lang shivered in fear and quickly turned his head to look, only to find that Yuan Li's leg seemed to twitch.

Fuck! Are you invincible like a cockroach?

Not caring whether it was a reflexive twitch or he was about to wake up, Meng Lang took a quick step forward, pulled out the anti-wolf spray, and gave a burst straight to the face.

"Ah!" a scream.

"He really can still move, what do we do, what do we do?"

"Don't panic, don't panic, maybe the voltage wasn't high enough, I'll shock him a few more times!"

"Zzz~" "Ugh~~~~" "Zzzz~"...

"Click!"

The door of room 302 opened a crack, and a little head peeked out cautiously.

When Xiao Yu saw the scene before her, her eyes widened instantly, her expression dumbfounded, and her mouth shaped into an O.

She saw a man and a woman surrounding someone on the ground, with one shouting "Shock him, quick shock him," while the other was stabbing down with something, and in the darkness, faint blue arcs flickered.

Meanwhile, the person on the floor only had one leg exposed, and the key thing was it was still reflexively twitching from time to time...

No matter how you looked at it, the scene was incredibly eerie.

"Wuu~ Wuuu~" Just then, a piercing siren cut through the pitch-black curtain of rain, approaching from a distance...

...

"This is the armed criminal you mentioned?"

Three male and one female police officers looked oddly at the man on the ground, now streaming with tears, eyes swollen red, and occasionally convulsing.

No kidding, if you hadn't mentioned, we would've thought he was a victim.

"Yep! That's him, the gun is over there," Meng Lang pointed to the ground not far away.

One of the female officers ran over immediately, put on plastic gloves, marked the ground, took photos, and then carefully picked up the handgun.

After carefully examining it for a moment, she also removed the magazine to check, then separated them into a plastic bag and brought it over.

"Captain Wang, preliminary judgment indicates that it's a homemade 'imitation 54', crudely made, but... there's one bullet missing from the magazine."

Everyone's gaze shifted to the trio of Meng Lang.

Xiao Yu timidly hid behind Yan Weiwei's thigh.

"Not just the gun, that Apple knife over there was also his," Meng Lang pointed to another spot on the ground.

Everyone's eyes moved there, and indeed, a knife lay on the ground.

All the officers' foreheads simultaneously sported a row of question marks.

Guns and knives, this ordinary-looking man and woman, acting as if nothing had happened, had just subdued the person? And the suspect had fired a shot!

Is this even scientifically possible?

The one called Captain Wang, a middle-aged man possibly in his forties, raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Xiao Ru, collect the evidence. Xiao Wei, handcuff him, and check the suspect for any other dangerous items on him!"

"Yes!" Everyone responded and immediately sprang into action.

At this moment, many residents had been attracted by the commotion, some stepping out of their apartments, others peeking out of their windows.

Several auxiliary police officers on the perimeter were maintaining order, holding back the onlookers, and drawing up the police cordon.

Captain Wang scanned the surroundings and asked, "Who called 911?"

"It was me!"

Yan Weiwei looked surprised at Meng Lang who had spoken.

"When did you call the police? How come I didn't know?"

"Right before opening the door! I was afraid the two of us couldn't handle it, and even if we could, we had to take the person away anyway, so I reported it in advance. Otherwise, how do you think the police arrived so quickly?"

"You..." Yan Weiwei's eyes widened.

What a perfectly calculated move!

Captain Wang was also somewhat speechless; it seems you managed everything from calling the police, finding the criminal, subduing him, to protecting the crime scene. Do you want to do our job for us?

If everyone was like you, perhaps our country's crime rate would quickly drop to zero?

"Captain Wang, come over here and have a look!" At that moment, the two male officers who were handcuffing the suspect suddenly called out.

"What's up?" Captain Wang walked over.

"Look at this." One of them pointed at the suspect with a strange expression on his face.

With a startled look, Captain Wang turned his gaze to the suspect, aided by the light.

Now that the suspect's mask had been pulled off, a broad forehead and hooked nose were revealed, his face somewhat vulture-like.

Captain Wang's eyes instantly widened.

"Yuan Li!"