Faced with so many police officers, France didn't think too much and hurriedly left through the back door. Fortunately, the police did not find him.
I finally got to the garage and drove out, but there was a police car parked at the gate of the garage.
Frans was heartbroken, his feet sank, and he stepped on the accelerator. The powerful car rushed out, hit the driver's seat, and knocked out the police car. The policeman in the cab was killed on the spot.
After leaving the garage, France began to run for his life. This was his only way to survive. He knew that he was finished and he had to escape if he wanted to live.
Within a few minutes, the police had responded and more than a dozen police cars were chasing him.
France's driving skills are not good, he only knows how to drive, and his bodyguard usually drives. He even doesn't know the road and wanders around everywhere.
Fortunately, his car is good and has powerful performance.
But he found that his car was slowing down, and it was useless no matter how hard he stepped on the accelerator.
The oil gauge pointer has reached the bottom and there is no oil.
How could there be no oil
In fact, he didn't know that all the cars in his garage only had spare oil, and the oil tanks had been tampered with by Zhang Feng. As long as the car drove a certain distance and had some bumps, the oil tank would start to leak.
The car stopped moving forward and France was soon surrounded by police cars.
He knew that there was a pistol in the car, just under the seat, for emergency use.
But now the gun is of no use to him. There are so many policemen outside. As long as he raises his pistol and points his gun at the police, he will be beaten into a hornet's nest.
And he didn't want to die, he didn't have the courage to commit suicide.
So after the police shouted once, France came out with his hands above his head.
A group of special police officers went up, arrested him, put a black hood over his head, and took him into a police car.
France didn't struggle or cry out, because he knew it was useless.
However, there is still a fluke in his heart, that is, he believes that his father will definitely find a way to save him, and he is rich. If he wants to go to jail, he can change the death penalty to life imprisonment, then suspend the sentence, then commute the sentence, etc., and finally stay in prison for a while. It can be released in half a year.
He understands all these processes, no matter how big the matter is, as long as he has money.
If money cannot be used, it is because there is not enough money.
Less than three hours had passed since France was arrested, and news of France's arrest had already been revealed on the Internet.
Of course, Zhang Feng also looked at it and thought that the speed of the Roman City police was acceptable and reassuring.
In fact, if Zhang Feng had not tampered with the car, the police would probably have chased him for a long time before catching him.
Based on France's crime, he can't survive, so let the law deal with him. Killing him would really dirty Zhang Feng's hands.
Zhang Feng will have nothing to do next. The embassy and other compatriots will take care of the bodies and funeral arrangements of Feng Jian and others.
And Alice would also handle this matter well. Zhang Feng felt relaxed and found a place to have a good sleep without anyone disturbing him.
He slept until three o'clock in the morning before Zhang Feng woke up quietly. The place he found was very private and no one would come, so he could sleep peacefully without having to sleep with his eyes closed and his eyes open at the same time.
After getting enough sleep, Zhang Feng was in high spirits, dressed neatly, and continued to play around the city with his camera. He saw a lot of movement on the streets, all caused by Chinese people, protesting, asking the police to punish the murderer and compensate him, etc. .
All the Chinese shops on the street were closed, with signs saying: Deal with the murderers, or they won’t open their shops.
Many things in Roman City are monopolized by the Chinese, the most common of which are small commodities.
In just one and a half days, the prices of small commodities throughout Roman City have increased. Anyone who knows something about market finance knows that if things continue like this, big problems will arise within a week.
The Butterfly Effect.
It will cause market chaos, and if it is not contained at this time, it will lay the foundation for a financial crisis.
So, they won't let this happen.
Because those small commodities and daily necessities are almost monopolized by the Chinese.
Unity is scary!
Zhang Feng didn't care about this. He was going to play for a day and he didn't have any cash on him. This was different from in China. Cashless payment was so convenient. Even the old man setting up a stall on the street had a QR code to collect payment.
Many places here still require cash. During the day, Zhang Feng has to go to places where he can pay by credit card to find food, which is very inconvenient.
Even if you want to eat some street food.
In the evening, Zhang Feng came to the bar again. As soon as he entered, he felt something was wrong. There were a few people in the booth paying attention to him. Zhang Feng felt that they were coming for him.
There are only a few people that Zhang Feng won't take seriously. Even if there are a few more, he won't be afraid. But if he doesn't know who they are, does he know him
Or are you keeping an eye on your own money
Zhang Feng walked to the counter as if nothing was wrong. A strange counter lady was not the previous one.
"Sir, what do you want?" The lady at the counter spoke in broken English.
Zhang Feng asked curiously: "Where is the beautiful lady from before?"
"Am I not beautiful enough? You are looking for her. She is already dead. Just this morning, just two hours ago, she was found in a hotel. The dead man also had an unrecognizable man. I don't know who they are. Killed by whom, sir, sir?”
Zhang Feng secretly thought something was wrong and hurriedly retreated. As soon as he turned around, several people over there stood up and were walking towards him. His hands were placed in the bulging clothes or on his lower back.
The person who came here is not kind!
Could it be that it had something to do with the lady at the counter? It was impossible. I didn't provoke her.
Several people blocked in front of Zhang Feng, Zhang Feng said: "Please give way!"
One of the men took out an ID and showed it to Zhang Feng. Zhang Feng recognized the ID, Roman City Police.
The man said: "I am a police officer from the Roman City Police Department. We suspect that you are related to the murder case at the Alexander Hotel. Please come with me!"
Zhang Feng was stunned. He had been framed and he couldn't go with the police.
So Zhang Feng solved these policemen in a few seconds, beating them until they could not stand up, and their hands were dislocated. The bar was in chaos. Zhang Feng took advantage of the chaos and went out from the back door, but when he got through the back door, he saw the outside. A group of policemen stood with guns pointed at him.
If he turned around and ran now, he would be beaten into a hornet's nest. Zhang Feng thought that his speed was not as fast as a bullet.
Zhang Feng raised his hands above his head, and several policemen came up with guns.
Zhang Feng's head was covered, handcuffed, and he got into the police car. The handcuffs were too easy for him and he could get them open with just a few moves. But he didn't want to run away yet. He wanted to find out what was going on, whether the matter was exposed or something. of.