The Motorola they had been searching for had, at some point, passed through Yanmen Pass.
He was now walking alone in the deep mountains. To avoid leaving tracks, he hadn't dared to pass through Yanmen Pass itself.
Holding the Desert Eagle, he guarded against the wolves in the mountains, following the mission direction indicated by the system, moving forward step by step.
He had already grasped some characteristics of the system's round-trip missions.
That is, the mission target would only be within a radius of five hundred meters.
As long as there were no civilians within this distance, a mission would not be triggered.
Moreover, each mission target would only trigger once.
This was another reason he chose to cross the mountains to enter the pass. Otherwise, the constantly triggered missions would expose him in minutes.
The thick snow on the mountain made walking exceptionally difficult, and he had already fallen countless times.
Each time he fell, he would get up, bruised and swollen, and continue his journey.
That day, when the village was surrounded by the army, he found a desert ghillie suit in the warehouse. This suit blended so well with the yellow earth walls that it was almost indistinguishable.
Fearing exposure, he had also shaved off his beard and eyebrows completely, smeared yellow earth on his face to conceal the reflection of his skin.
It was precisely by using this clever maneuver that he successfully deceived Ye Jiuxiao and the special forces when he climbed out of the courtyard.
He had slipped out before the army completely surrounded the village.
This was also why Zhuzi and the others couldn't find him.
Walking through the mountains, deliberately avoiding human settlements, he finally emerged from the Lüliang Mountains after half a month.
He spent ten copper coins to help the old ferryman on the Yellow River complete a task, and successfully set foot on the land of Hexi.
Motorola wanted to cry; this journey had been too difficult.
Fearing discovery, he had deliberately cut off his naturally curly yellow hair, leaving only a buzz cut, and dyed it black with hair dye.
He also changed his clothes to Tang Dynasty attire. Now, from the outside, as long as he didn't speak, apart from the difference in his pupils, one couldn't find any obvious foreign characteristics.
And the difference in pupil color was often not paid much attention to.
Due to ethnic integration, a small portion of Tang Dynasty people had descendants of Hu and Xianbei blood, and their pupils were not pure black.
For example, Li Shimin!
That fellow's eyes were a bit yellow~~
Motorola rode a mule in the wilderness, which he had bought from a civilian for one gold coin.
After walking for a long time, he suddenly saw a cement road appear ahead.
With helicopters having appeared before, he was not surprised by the appearance of cement roads in the Great Tang.
On the contrary, he was very excited.
With this, the last tri-wheel motorcycle in his space would have a place to be used.
The roads all the way had been mountain paths, making it difficult even for people to walk, let alone a three-wheel motorcycle. With the cement road in front of him, he could reach the mission location at the fastest speed.
Jumping off the mule, he waved his frostbitten hand in the air, and the three-wheel motorcycle appeared out of nowhere.
The sturdy mule let out a frightened bray, shook its four legs, and ran far away in an instant.
It was too damn scary for the mule!
How could such a huge thing suddenly appear?
With the three-wheel vehicle, who needed a mule anymore!
Motorola rode on it, started the engine, and floored the throttle, shifting gears quickly with his feet.
In an instant, he reached maximum speed.
The biting cold wind was something he was already accustomed to. As long as he could complete the mission as quickly as possible and escape this mysterious country, great times awaited him.
Ding~ Mission issued~
Ding~ Mission issuance failed, mission canceled!
Motorola, who was speeding, was somewhat bewildered by the system prompt.
Why was it issued successfully?
His mind filled with doubt, but his speed did not decrease at all.
Not long after he passed a pedestrian, the system prompt sounded again.
Ding~ Mission issued~
Ding~ Mission issuance failed, mission canceled!
Huh?
Motorola stopped about five hundred meters away from that person, pondering what was going on.
That person was heading in the same direction as him. Shortly after he stopped, the system prompt sounded again.
Ding~~
Motorola subconsciously sped his motorcycle forward, and then what happened next made him guess the reason.
Ding~ Mission issued~
Ding~ Mission issuance failed, mission canceled!
It seemed that the system also needed time to detect civilians in need of help around.
At the same time, if he moved more than five hundred meters away before the system finished issuing the mission, the mission would be canceled.
Nice!
As long as this emperor runs fast enough, the mission can't catch me!
Hahahahahaha~~~
Understanding this, and seeing that the person behind him was about to enter the five hundred meter range again, Motorola dared not delay. He floored the throttle and galloped south.
And at this moment, Fang Er, who was far away in Shenyang, also received the news sent back by Zhuzi and the others.
They actually didn't catch him?
This was utterly absurd!
Six thousand people, plus a team of special forces, and they couldn't catch a single person.
Fang Er was so angry he wanted to beat someone: Prepare the helicopter, return to Chang'an!
Half an hour later, three helicopters took off from Shenyang and flew directly to Chang'an.
Judging by the direction of that guy's movement, Chang'an was very likely his ultimate destination.
Could this guy be planning to bomb Chang'an???
The humming helicopters landed outside the Vermilion Bird Gate. Upon seeing Fang Er descend from one of them, the guards at the palace gate greeted him, and one of them opened the gate and ran inside.
"My lord has met Duke Anguo!"
The guard who greeted him bowed and saluted.
"Have there been any unusual incidents in the city recently?" Fang Er asked about his most pressing concern.
"Unusual? The Duke, the imperial dog Ha Ha grabbed Gaoyang and took him out to play for a day before returning. Does that count?" the guard pondered for a long time, scratching his head.
Fang Er: ......
That silly dog, anything it does doesn't count as unusual!
Not long after, the guard who had run in to report returned.
"My lord, the Emperor says for you to come in."
After tossing a piece of silver to each of them, Fang Er swaggered through the Vermilion Bird Gate.
Before, he could directly confront the Cheng Tian Gate on horseback or by vehicle, but now, after switching to helicopters, he could only enter the palace from here.
Inside the Liangji Hall, Li Shimin was reviewing memorials. Hearing footsteps, he looked up and saw Fang Er enter. With a smile, he stood up and walked out from behind the imperial desk.
"Hahahaha, good son, why have you come back to see me instead of staying in Shenyang?"
"Tell me, do you miss Chang Le?"
Fang Er almost spat out a mouthful of blood upon hearing this address.
What a great son!
"Your Majesty, I have important matters to report this time."
"That guy who escaped from the Western Regions earlier, I fear he's heading to Chang'an!"
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