Three hours later.
Two vehicles were driving on the desert highway.
Looking ahead and behind.
There were almost no cars in sight. Although it was a desert highway, it was only renovated last year, and the road conditions were much better than those in the Northern Province. With just a press of the accelerator, it was directly up to a hundred and twenty.
"Wula, Wula!"
Suddenly.
The sound of police sirens echoed from ahead.
"The police are here!" the young man shouted.
"..."
No one paid him any attention.
No way.
Luck can't be that bad.
"It's fine."
His brother said helplessly.
"What if they're really here to catch us?"
"..."
Five minutes later.
"Bang!"
"Ow!"
"It hurts."
Two off-road vehicles were stopped in the desert, over a hundred meters from the highway, with eight people pressed against the front hoods. Their faces felt burning hot, as the engine combined with the sunlight almost made it possible to fry eggs.
