Of course, it is possible that he could not recognize the origin of the secret silver medal, but Qu Jianlei felt that this possibility was unlikely.

Scavengers may not be as good as others, but everyone has a keen eye, not to mention that San Ye is still a long-established name among rag pickers.

Then... maybe there are other factors, and Qu Jianlei is too lazy to think about it.

Then he went to the grocery store and bought a map and got a map of the Hongwu settlement.

There is no more, the map of this settlement is the top of the sky.

Early the next morning, the two got up to pack their belongings and piled them all on the cart.

This moving posture was easily understood by others, so some people whispered to each other.

The motorcycle was dragging the cart, and it wasn't really going very fast, at about 30 kilometers per hour.

For a motorcycle alone, 35 kilometers is no problem.

Less than half an hour after the two left the camp, smoke and dust rose behind them, and the sound of an engine could be heard.

The driver was Qu Jianlei... He had a strong sense of direction and would not make mistakes.

Xiao Jing looked back with a telescope, "Three, four, five motorcycles... and an open truck!"

Qu Jianlei was concentrating on driving, and the sound of the motorcycle engine was also loud. He could not hear the noise from behind very clearly.

He heard the hairless monster's words clearly, so he asked in a deep voice, "How far is it?"

"The distance... I can't quite understand," the hairless monster replied angrily, "Someone has already set up a machine gun."
Chapter completed!