"Fake!"

As soon as the first knife was cut, Charles woke up because of severe pain. In order to prevent him from struggling, I directly stuck his neck with one hand and pressed him down tightly.

"Don't move!"

I roared at him.

Hearing my voice, he gritted his teeth, endured the pain, and twitched while growling.

I carefully removed the bullet that was nailed into his flesh with tweezers.

Only then did I realize that the warhead was hollow.

It is probably because there is some kind of drug targeting psychopaths hidden inside, which greatly reduces the lethality of the bullets, so that these bullets can only shoot through human skin.

Dingdang.

I threw the bullet to the ground, and then I began to deal with the second gunshot wound.

"pain!"

Charles' wail resounded throughout the back compartment. Seventeen bullets were taken off his back. Each bullet was hollow. It was precisely because of the hollowness that it was blood and flesh when taken down, which looked extremely cruel.

"Damn it!"

The metal cabinet at Charles had been deformed by him with brute force.

Because of the simplicity of conditions and I am not a professional medical staff member, I simply disinfected his wounds and then stitched them together. Although the technology is a bit bad, no matter how bad it is, he can save his life.

"Hu..." Charles slowly breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had been exhausted.

"Thank you."

This guy is a man. After the sloppy operation, he sat up straight, took off my shirt that had been cut into rags by me, then walked to the rear of the carriage and dragged his suitcase over.

After opening it, it was filled with clothes and other things.

But this guy flipped through a wool short shirt and found a cloth bag. He opened the bag. There were densely packed documents inside. After searching for it, he threw it to me three small books.

I took it and saw that it was some necessary passes.

The photo column is empty, but the names and other things are already ready. Now you only need to post your own photos to use.

"There is a camera on top of your head, the cabinet, and the second grid."

Charles had a little weak origami, and my head was over, "Take it out, we'll get it next."

“Where are we going now?”

I took out the camera from the cabinet compartment as he told me, and asked.

"Go to find a friend of mine."

He shook the book in his hand: "Just with these few things, our long-distance trip may end at any time."

I nodded to express my understanding.

With the emergence of the Fourteenth District, there is no doubt that the current situation in another country has become more tense, and it is natural to strictly inspect.

And if I want to reply to China, I must go through customs inspection.

Otherwise, even if I use brute force, I will only be forcibly suppressed, sent back to District 14 or forced to undergo research, and the worst possible erasure on the spot.

For the next day and night, we spent most of the time rushing.

Charles' wife and I worked in two shifts. When we were tired, we would take a break. In addition to stopping and adding fuel once, we raised the speed of the RV to the fastest.

Charles is right. In today's United States, without a certificate means it is difficult to move forward.

Including the time we were on, if it weren't for Charles' wife, we wouldn't have received a slight amount of gasoline supply.

The next day, in the evening, Charles's wife drove us to a small town.

It looks extremely peaceful in this town. Of course, it seems that it has just been destroyed.

In the church courtyard, there is only half of the statue of Virgin Mary, and there is a pitch-black fingerprint.

Is there nothing God can do about this?

I couldn't help but smile and shook my head and sighed.

The RV was driven to the northeast corner of the town by Charles' wife. It looked like a food processing factory. After three whistles, a person walked out of the factory area. It was obviously on a hot day, but it was wrapped in a thick windbreaker, covering her face tightly.

After Chen Ers' wife handed out a stack of US dollars from the car window, the man took out a black plastic bag prepared in advance from his arms.

As soon as the two sides handed over, we immediately set off.

After leaving or even more than ten kilometers, the car stopped on the side of the empty road. The first person to get off the car was Charles' wife. He got off from the main driver's seat and came straight, arrived at the rear compartment, handed us the black plastic bag, opened it and took a look.

Identity certificate, passport.

All the documents are available, including Charles' two children and me, and one person's documents, there is no shortage.

"I didn't expect you to do this."

These things made me look at Charles differently. At first, I thought this guy was really just an ordinary entrepreneur, but by chance he became a local wealthy businessman.

But now it seems that under the safe and sound surface, there are turbulent waves that I have never seen.

"There are always some necessary means for our business, right?"

Charles seemed to be used to this.

He poured out all the clothes in his suitcase, and each of us changed into a brand new set of clothes. We finished dressing in the bridge. I took a sunglasses and put them on my face, and then sat in the main driver's seat.

I had asked Charles just now that due to the emergence of the 14th District in southern America, all ports will be closed.

And now, if I want to return to China, I can only walk from the east.

Because all routes in the south, including import and export facilities are closed, the pressure on all transportation on both sides of the southwest has doubled, which is almost impossible to find.

"I will use my relationship and try my best to get you a ticket."

This was the reassurance that Charles gave me, and after all the difficulties and obstacles along the way, I chose to believe it for the time being.

I thought our itinerary would simply end with me taking a plane back home.

But what I didn't expect was that the next road was far more dangerous than I thought.

The infrastructure projects in the United States are not doing very well. This may be due to the small population. The impact of this problem on me is that we have no way to go straight to the east coast from the expressway, and can only walk a little road. Sometimes we have to pass through villages and cities.

Even so, we can add some things we lack in time.

But at the same time, it also brought us a lot of trouble.
Chapter completed!