As the traffic police, who were coordinating with Apicai's orders, tried to intercept Shen Yue, he had already been alerted by Apicai and easily overwhelmed them with his nimble maneuvering on his motorcycle.
Facing the barrel of Shen Yue's gun, the traffic policeman, clearly not a professional killer, immediately surrendered his weapon.
Shen Yue had previously instructed Zhilian to plot the shortest route.
"Is it calculated yet?" Shen Yue mounted the motorcycle and continued.
Zhilian responded from the other end, "I've sent you the location."
Shen Yue glanced at the position displayed on his mobile phone, chose a direction, and suddenly skewed off the road into a field. He traveled through the field, emerged and got on another road.
"Advisor Shen, I'm a bit foolish."
