Ten trucks lined up like a dragon, sorely conspicuous as they moved along the highway, but Gu Fan paid it no mind; he believed he had left the city undetected as if he were invisible to the gods. He trusted that his enemies still thought he was within the city walls, perhaps even frantically searching for him without rest.
"Ah, freedom is so sweet." Gu Fan rolled down the window, then reveled in the breeze, gradually feeling more at ease in his heart.
Unbeknownst to them, as night fell, the Haiyan Gang's convoy continued its journey. They had received orders to press on day and night without stopping, to hasten to the port since being discovered would mean big trouble and inevitably lead to a shootout.
The Haiyan Gang didn't want to end up like the Fat Tiger Gang, which had only a few members left in the end, so they took this matter very seriously.