As for Gu Junhao, he followed the Santana for more than three hours without leaving the city, always on remote roads.
There were no surveillance cameras installed in those areas, but they seemed to know their way around. Clearly, they had done this kind of thing before.
He stroked his round chin while staring at the car 100 meters away, not relenting.
"I wonder how the little rascal is doing now."
There were few cars here, and the place was remote and empty. If he got any closer, he would definitely be discovered by those people.
For now, all he could do was follow from a distance.
After following for a while longer, the Santana suddenly stopped leisurely.
The two people in the front got out of the car, cursing and pointing at the person getting out of the co-pilot seat.
It seemed that the car had run out of gas.
"Well, the little rascal is quite lucky today."
Gu Junhao parked his car in a hidden spot and got out.
