Two days and nights.
A thousand kilometers on a roundabout route through the wilderness.
The three never rested for a moment, their eyes bloodshot and weary, constantly rushing with the unconscious Li Tong and Zhao Jushan.
The flying car's energy was nearly depleted, however.
"We're close."
Lin Xiaoyun gripped the steering wheel tightly, plunging into the forest, all dust and noise quietly masked by the greenery.
"This is Luo River City."
"Another hundred kilometers and we'll reach Nanjiang Suburb."
Exhausted, her voice could hardly contain its excitement as Lin Xiaoyun glanced at the rearview mirror, spotting Chen Feng with a bit of stubble.
She was well aware that their ability to escape this far was all thanks to him.
He was able to sense the enemy's location just before key moments, allowing them to detour in time to avoid them.
During subsequent encounters with the enemy, it was also he who led Zhao Tingxiao in a swift decapitation strike before swiftly departing.
