Yin Feng dozed off in the car.
He had no idea how much time had passed.
Yin Chen had been driving for most of the night. In fact, he hadn't had a proper rest in days. He looked exhausted, but there was a strange gloom in his eyes.
Dawn had not yet broken.
But it was about to.
Six hours into their flight, they were heavily surrounded by the police in the mountainous area of Jiangxi.
Originally, Yin Chen planned to bypass Jiangxi and return to Jiangcheng.
The car was also running out of gas.
This unassuming black sedan was parked in the center of a remote provincial road. On both sides of the road were lush green rice fields of the South. In the dark blue pre-dawn light, there was an endless tranquility. Police cars were parked as far as a hundred meters in front and behind them. Over 50 police officers, armed and ready, were waiting to pounce.
Yin Chen turned off the car and sat quietly for a while.
