The two returned to the hotel parking lot. Zhang Zheng signaled Luo Zheng to wait. He went to the bank next to him to withdraw some cash and handed it to Luo Zheng and said, "I will pack up my things and go to the embassy to seek asylum. As you tell me, you will never expose yourself. You can drive the car. I can't use it anyway. You can take the money on the way. According to the rules, each checkpoint gets 100 meters of gold. Mijin is a hard currency here, valuable. People who checkpoints like the most. One hundred is equivalent to their monthly income. If you can buy a lot of things, they won't make things difficult for you if they get the money."

Luo Zheng looked at the other party deeply. Although this guy was timid and afraid of death, he was sleek and thoughtful, and was also a good talent. He said, "When I went back, I told the group that I requisitioned the car. I also asked you for the money. The superiors would not blame you, but would reward you. Listen to me, go quickly and get out as soon as possible. The next thing is not something you can participate in."

"I understand, I ask more, don't tell me the rules of the world. The more you know, the faster you die. Just leave me. If you have the chance to meet, I will invite you to drink." Zhang Zheng said seriously, he looked at Luo Zheng deeply, turned around and left in a hurry.

Luo Zheng got out of the car and went to the guest room, called Ghost Hand and Madeira over, and said briefly. Both of them were very glad to learn that they had obtained the pass bar. Luo Zheng took out the sheepskin and spread it flat on the table, but found that there was only one line of words on it, and there was a strange symbol. There was a circle in the middle, and there were some tadpole-like things around. Luo Zheng couldn't understand it, and Ghost Hand also shook his head. Madeira looked a few times and shook his head and said, "It seems that it is a symbol of a certain tribe, or a sign of someone."

"Can you understand the words above?" Ghost Hand asked curiously.

"There is no problem with the words. We say we are purchasing jewelry. Please let us go and receive it along the way." Madeira explained.

"It's fine if the word is not a problem. That symbol may be the unique logo of Mum. This thing cannot be faked by ordinary people. It's too strange. The car is below. We set off overnight. It's expected that we can enter the eastern tribe's sphere of influence early tomorrow morning. Are you okay?" Luo Zheng breathed a sigh of relief and asked.

"I'm fine." The ghost hand wanted to go there early, so naturally there was no problem.

"I'm fine, they won't recognize me if they put on a silicone mask. At that time, I will try my best not to be exposed. Let's clean up and leave." Madeira also wanted to rescue the person as soon as possible, so she said quickly.

Everyone packed up, put on their luggage and hurried downstairs, got in the car, drove with ghost hands, Luo Zheng sat in the passenger seat, Madeira sat in the end, everyone put on sunglasses, then covered their faces with scarves, minimized exposure as much as possible, and drove quickly to the east.

On the way, Ghost Hand turned on the signal device, contacted Blue Star through headsets, received satellite support, and rushed to the nearest route. Everyone took turns to drive, and people stopped. One night passed quickly. At dawn, Luo Zheng sat quietly in his driving position and saw the rising sun. The light was soft and warm, sprinkled on the surrounding mountains.

The mountains are slightly desertified, and no tall trees have grown. Even shrubs are hard to see. They are all low dead grass and sand, stone and soil. They are monotonous in color and are deserted. There is only one dirt road ahead. Fortunately, I can walk. Everyone knows that if you go a while ago, you will reach the sphere of influence of a certain tribe.

After driving forward for more than ten minutes, a simple checkpoint appeared in front of him, where more than a dozen locally dressed people stood on the road with weapons, and made a simple interceptor pole with trees in front. There was a simple wooden house where someone was smoking.

When these armed personnel saw someone coming, they pulled the bolts and aimed at each other. No one came forward or no one called out. Luo Zheng stopped the car and glanced at Guishou. Guishou got out of the car with the pass bar and 100-meter Jin, raised his hand slightly to indicate that he was not hostile and walked forward.

The man sitting in the simple wooden house came out, moved his neck, straightened his clothes a little, spitted at the side, walked vigilantly towards the ghost hand, closed his triangle eyes slightly, his mouth was bearded, and he shouted in a stiff international language: "Stop."

Ghost Hand stopped in cooperation, and the other party looked up and down vigilantly, perhaps not realizing the hostility. While walking up and snatched the pass bar held by Ghost Hand, took a few steps back, opened it and looked at Ghost Hand for a few surprises. Ghost Hand quickly handed over a hundred meters of gold.

The other party took the 100-meter gold, smiled with satisfaction, handed the sheepskin to Ghost Hand, waved his hand impatiently to signal the others to let go. Ghost Hand was overjoyed and quickly turned back to get on the car. Luo Zheng started the car and rushed forward, successfully passing the checkpoint. Ghost Hand said with gratitude: "That old guy Zhang Zheng is quite authentic. He didn't lie to us. He passed the test successfully. These guys recognize money but not people."

"That's because we have a pass, otherwise you won't think of passing it. I heard from Zhang Zheng that without a pass, it's hard to move forward in this generation, and it's not enough to have money. There are many tribes in the east. Although they fight each other within, they have one thing in common. As long as they are merchants holding passes, they will not offend and welcome them." Luo Zheng also smiled with some gratitude.

"There are so many tribes. Who should we buy it or not? Other tribes have no objection?" Ghost Hand said curiously.

"I don't know this either, ask Madeira." Luo Zheng said with a smile.

Ghost Hand told Madeira the problem in international language. Madeira smiled and said, "This is not complicated. There are many tribes, but each tribe has its own familiar buyers and will invite buyers to come. Everyone is like this. Who knows who invited us to the door? As long as we manage the points along the way, we will not be embarrassed, otherwise we will be enemies with another tribe."

"You have some truths about this. Everyone will invite people. If you interfere with each other, the business will not be done. The tribes at the entrance of the mountain area have the most advantage. They set up cards directly, and no matter who comes, they will force them to sell them. The tribes in the mountain area cannot survive. It seems that they have to consider the issue of balance everywhere. Once this balance is broken, for example, they will be attacked by all other tribes. At this time, good things are good, we can take advantage of loopholes and go directly to the Khenpos." The ghost hand said gladly, remembering three years ago, when everyone didn't know what was going on, they rushed into it stupidly, but they faced constant ambushing, and they didn't know why.

After hearing Madeira's explanation, Luo Zheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief and immediately contacted Blue Star through the headset. The country was poor and chaotic, so there was no need to worry about the satellite signal being monitored. After the call was connected, he asked: "Let's check it out, how long will it take to arrive?"
Chapter completed!