In a few minutes, the small truck drove out of the city and came to the empty suburbs.

The Maobei Country is vast and sparsely populated. It is late at night and there are almost no people in the suburbs.

The small truck was driving on the wide road. Even if it had to cross mountains and ridges, it didn't need to worry about speeding issues and drove towards the east at a rapid speed.

Yu Zhen followed closely behind him at a distance of hundreds of meters.

But unexpectedly, after driving for more than twenty minutes, the small truck not only did not have the intention to stop, but the speed did not decrease at all, which made him gradually a little unfavorable.

Now the speed of the small truck is at least 16. If you continue to run at this speed, the spiritual energy in his body can last for up to two or three hours.

And he also had rough guesses in his mind about the destination of the truck.

Boli.

That is, the largest city in the Far East, Khabarovsk.

Compared to Hailanpao, Boli has a larger population and a more developed economy, so it is more likely that Wei Cheng will be brought here.

But Hailanpao is more than 600 kilometers away from Boli, and at its current speed, it will take at least more than three hours to get there.

He could persist, but his spiritual power was exhausted after he arrived.

Without spiritual power, his combat power will be greatly weakened.

So even though he doesn't want to admit it, there is still a big gap between him and the car now.

With this in mind, he decided not to waste his energy anymore. He suddenly accelerated, caught up with the small truck in front, and jumped into the truck's compartment.

The spiritual power was released, and the driver felt that he had not noticed anything abnormal, so he lay down with confidence, turned on his phone in his clothes, and sent a message to Yang Yu.

...

"Berli?"

Yang Yu felt bitter when he received the message. Why did he go here again?

This is not good for this Maoxiong Kingdom. It has too large territory and too few people.

At any time, the entire hundreds of kilometers away were all in vain. Isn’t this a tossing person?

"Sooner or later, I will take back the place, bah--"

After spitting hard, Yang Yu returned to the hotel and rented a car and rushed towards Boli without stopping.

...

The minivan drove for more than three hours and finally stopped at the entrance of a roadside hotel.

Not far ahead is a city without too many lights, which looks deserted in the darkness of the night.

The driver is a tough uncle with a slightly round head and an inverted triangle that is pressed tightly on his forehead, which is very local.

He looked a little tired, probably preparing to rest in this roadside hotel for a while and then enter the city in the morning.

After he moved into the hotel, Yu Zhen used his mobile phone to take pictures of the roadside signs and then used translation software.

As he expected, this is Boli.

But he can stay in a hotel and sleep in a comfortable bed, and he can only lie in the cold carriage. The treatment is really a little bad.

Finally, he was idle and idle, so he began to practice the Qingmu Art.

Although the spiritual energy in this place is so thin that it is almost negligible, it is better than nothing.

If you can have a little more spiritual energy, you will have more protection when you use it tomorrow.

Not long after, Yang Yu drove here. Yu Zhen got into the co-pilot, turned on his backpack, and stuffed some food randomly.

It was not until nine o'clock in the morning that the triangle bangs came out of the hotel, drove a small truck and slowly entered Boli City, and finally stopped in a huge timber farm.

There are piles of wood everywhere, and all kinds of machines that look a little old.

Behind the timber yard is a two-story building with several notable cars parked at the door.

Yang Yu took a few photos outside and sent them to his friends, and soon received a reply.

"The owner here is not small," Yang Yu said with a serious expression, "the full name is Alexander Nikolayevich Derovsky. He is the largest wine merchant and timber merchant. He also operates petrochemical, food, and building materials. It can be said that he has a share in all the industries that make the most money in Boli, and his share is not small.

"And, according to reliable information, he is a younger brother of Roman Arkadyevich Abramovich."

"Who is Roman?"

"Actually, it's not a big shot," said Yang Yu. "It's just the number one in Maoxiong Country and the richest man in the world, with only more than 20 billion US dollars in assets."

Yu Zhen:...

Your joke is not funny at all!

Fortunately, they didn't need to face Roman directly this time, they only had to deal with one of his younger brothers.

The defense in this place doesn't seem very tight, and there are only a dozen people holding guns in front of and behind the house and patrolling a large dog.

Moreover, he is just here to save people, not to fight head-on, so there is a high probability that there will be no direct conflict.

"You are waiting outside, don't turn off the car, I'll go in and take a look."

"You want to break in alone? Why don't you wait for the evening!"

"I can't wait. I don't like this place and want to go back early," Yu Zhen said, "Don't worry, I will quietly not disturb anyone. I have this confidence."

Seeing that he insisted, Yang Yu had no choice but to admit it.

His friends could provide him with information, but in this place, they could not provide him with substantial help.

Yu Zhen found a place where no one was, jumped into the wall easily, and slowly approached the building inside with the cover of a large pile of wood and machinery.

He lay on the top of a pile of wood and carefully observed that the guards at the door of a warehouse were particularly tight.

Four big men with a tiger's back and bear's waist sat in front of the only gate, drinking blood-like red wine while gurgling leisurely.

Yu Zhen released his spiritual energy and soon realized that there were two people locked in the warehouse, which were Wei Cheng and his aunt.

Lucky.

But people know how to get them out silently?

This iron warehouse is not big. If you open a hole from another place, it will definitely alarm the guards.

So he thought, and after injecting a small stone on the ground, he controlled it to fly behind the warehouse.

Bang —

The stones hit the colored steel tiles, making a loud noise, and several guards immediately separated two people to check.

Yu Zhen re-used the same trick, controlled another stone and smashed it in the opposite direction.

The guards separated people to check, but there was always one at the door.

It seems that he is not stupid.

This time Yu Zhen controlled a larger stone.

Bang-

The guard who stayed behind was hit in the head and fell to the ground without a humming sound.

call--

The opportunity should not be missed, and Yu Zhen jumped off the pile of wood and rushed into the warehouse like lightning.

Wei Cheng and his aunt were handcuffed to a chair. When they heard someone coming in, their faces showed a look of horror. But after seeing that it was Yu Zhen, Wei Cheng opened his unbelievable eyes wide.

"Village Chief, you..."

"Don't talk."

Yu Zhen tried to break the handcuffs, but he failed because he was too weak.

Just as I was about to smash the chair, I suddenly thought that Wei Cheng didn’t have a wheelchair and was not flexible enough with him on his back. It would be better to move away with the person and the chair.

At this time, the three guards who went to check were already walking back and were about to walk across the corner and found the overwhelmed guard.

As soon as they shouted, more than a dozen big gunmen rushed over, plus several ferocious evil dogs.

Seeing that the handcuffs could not be opened, Wei Cheng was also anxious: "Captain, please leave quickly. As long as you go back and tell my dad, he will have a way to get me back!"

"I've come here, you told me to leave like this?"

Yu Zhen will definitely not leave, and now he has already alarmed the enemy. What kind of driver may kill someone to silence him.

So he stretched out his fingers and injected spiritual energy into Wei Cheng and Aunt's chairs.

"Don't be afraid, just grab the chair and don't fall down."

After saying that, his thoughts moved, and the spiritual energy spread out like money. Under his control, the two chairs floated gently.

Feeling that he was floating in the air, although only a few dozen centimeters, Wei Cheng and his aunt were so surprised that they couldn't stop talking.

Before they could come back to their senses, Yu Zhen had already taken the lead in rushing out, and they were like they were sitting on a magical magic carpet, and they flew out closely with him.

But after all, there are too many guards outside, and the vicious dogs have too sensitive hearing, so they start to scream when they hear the rapid footsteps.

Several guards were alarmed and ran over.
To be continued...