The Dragon King is released from prison

Zhang Zuo didn't understand Qi Tian's somewhat crazy behavior. In his heart, Qi Tian was not such a person.

Zhang Zuo had doubts about Qitian's current behavior, but he did not ask the question in his heart, but changed it to a problem that needed to be solved immediately.

"Idol, we're out of gas, why don't we refuel?"

"Come on?" Qi Tian raised his eyebrows, "Just ask a brother to borrow it."

Zhang Zuo thought about Qi Tian's idea that everyone in the world is a brother, and finally gave Qi Tian a thumbs up.

Qi Tian's driving skills were undoubtedly top-notch. He drove in the direction of his destination while leaving the police behind. Although he turned left and right, he didn't take the wrong road and didn't delay anything.

Until the car ran out of gas, Qi Tian parked the car in an alley, and then escaped over the wall with Zhang Zuo. After making a simple disguise, he began to look for the next brother.

"Unlucky, that car doesn't have much gas. It would be much more convenient to find one with full gas that can run seven or eight hundred kilometers." Qi Tian murmured while looking for the target.

"Idol, I have a question." Zhang Zuo said, "What should I do if I run the wrong way while running?"

"How could you run in the wrong direction? Just follow the route!" Qi Tian patted Zhang Zuo on the shoulder.

"Route? You didn't look at the map!" Zhang Zuo was confused.

"Look at the map?" Qi Tian seemed a little confused, "Shouldn't this thing be completely remembered in your mind after just one glance? What else are you looking at? Don't you remember it? For example, the street in front is 1.4 hours long. Kilometers, there are three traffic lights in the middle, and the street to the left has four traffic lights, interspersed with three small roads, can’t you remember this kind of thing?”

Zhang Zuo was silent. His words sounded like there was nothing wrong with them, but who could remember them? Even remember clearly how long the road is, how many traffic lights there are, where to turn left, and how many small roads there are?

Normal people have to think about how many traffic lights there are on the road home every day, right?

At this moment, Zhang Zuo suddenly realized a problem. It seemed that it was not that his thinking ability was inferior to Qi Tian's, but that everyone's ability determined the direction of thinking. His brain should be easy to use.

"Zhang Zuo, hurry up, I saw a good brother parked the car we borrowed in front of him."

Qi Tian's urging interrupted Zhang Zuo's random thoughts. Zhang Zuo quickly ran forward, then got into the car "borrowed" from Qi Tian and set off!

Head all the way in the direction of Huaton City!

It is still very far away from Walton City, the straight-line distance even reaches nearly 5,000 kilometers.

But this kind of thing is not a problem for Qi Tian.

With Zhang Zuo as his companion on the road, Qi Tian was not so bored anymore.

Qi Tian is not worried at all about whether the person who calls himself Hades will come to find him again. He himself does not know their existence. If they can take the initiative to find him, it means that they are more anxious than him.

Moreover, this was just before something was about to happen in the eastern part of the American Empire.

Although Qi Tian was curious about that shadow, he was sure that someone would come looking for it.

By using this method exclusively to drive along and making such noise, Qi Tian wanted to tell the other party that he was not afraid that they would know his direction, but that he was afraid that they would not know.

Qi Tian was sure that those people would definitely appear again, and the next time they appeared, those people should have the proper attitude.

In this way, time passes day by day.

Qi Tian and Zhang Zuo were also approaching the eastern part of the American Empire.

Qitian's trip started from the northwest border of Yanxia, ​​first to Jianjin City, then to Tianhai, then to Shangjing, passing through the entire federation, crossing the Bering Strait, arriving at Arras, and then all the way east from Arras, in between There is also a Canadian country lying there.

This kind of trip is enough to travel to any corner of the world, but the process is very cumbersome.

But in order to avoid the sight of the American Empire, Qi Tian could only do this.

Six days passed in a flash.

Zhang Zuo stepped on the accelerator. When the vehicle entered a busy street, Zhang Zuo's face showed excitement.

"Idol! We're here!" Zhang Zuochang exhaled.

For six full days, Qi Tian and Zhang Zuo alternated between driving and resting, and finally arrived at their destination, Walton City!

Although it took a lot of time and a lot of things happened along the way, overall the results were satisfactory.

But from some perspectives, Qitian's journey was quite embarrassing.

Under normal circumstances, Qi Tian should have taken a private plane directly to Walton City. Like other big guys, someone had booked a hotel early, and when something happened, he could just take a special car there to participate.

But along the way to Qitian, he took a train, followed robbers on a dark road, smuggled across the border, and "borrowed a car" along the way. There were also many hiccups while crossing Canada.

But these are not a problem for Qi Tian.

Old Man Jiang's earlier training not only taught Qi Tian how to survive in a harsh environment, but also taught him how to adjust his mentality and be optimistic when facing some difficulties.

Qi Tian rubbed his eyes, sat up from the passenger seat, looked out the window, and stretched hard: "We're here, not bad, not bad, Walton City, I haven't been here yet."

"It doesn't matter. You've been here before. You've memorized the map clearly. You even know how many directions the sewer can lead to." Zhang Zuo said sourly.

Zhang Zuo also wanted to imitate Qi Tian and memorize the map along the way, but in the end he found that he couldn't do it! Even when listening to the navigation, when reaching some intersections, I have to pick up my phone and take another look, for fear of taking the wrong road.

"Nonsense, who is so awesome!" Qi Tian waved his hand.

Zhang Zuo felt a little more comfortable when he heard this.

"Idol, where are we going now? To Seventh Street, No. 22?" Zhang Zuo asked.

Qi Tian shook his head: "No, under normal circumstances, some things should have happened here, but so far, there is no news at all. Obviously something went wrong. Let's find a place to live first. Exit, this is Walton City, you can’t show up, and I can’t show up either, I’ll find a friend to make arrangements.”

Zhang Zuo was shocked: "Can a house be stolen?"

Qi Tian ignored Zhang Zuo, took out his mobile phone, and dialed a number: "I'm in Walton City. Please arrange a place for me."

"Hey, that's cool. I've been chasing you for news, but I can't find anything. How did you sneak up on me?" Qiu Niu's voice rang on the phone, "Something happened to me, please just take care of yourself." Find a place to wait for me, I will call you later when I finish my work."

"Row."

Qi Tian asked Zhang Zuo to park the car, and the two of them stayed here, waiting to imprison the cow.

Just like what Qi Niu said, call later.

It was late at night when Qi received a call from Qiu Niu. After telling him the meeting place, when he saw Qiu Niu, he was covered in blood and looked very weak.