At this moment, Hu Fei swung open the passenger door of the Chevrolet and plunked himself down.
"What are you doing here?" Ling Chen looked at him with suspicion.
Hu Fei chuckled: "I feel safer with you."
"Get lost!" Ling Chen cursed with a smile: "You're not a woman. Why are you looking for a sense of security here? Old Tang, let's hit the road."
Tang Yuan nodded, picked up the walkie-talkie, and began coordinating with the vehicles ahead.
Five Chevrolet SUVs entered the road, gradually picking up speed. Through the window, Ling Chen saw that nearly every intersection they passed had police officers. The intersections would only resume normal traffic flow after their convoy had passed.
Soon, the convoy maintained a speed of 120 miles per hour toward the airport.
A speed of 120 miles per hour was the standard for mission execution; this way, they could immediately detect if anyone was following them.
