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Climbing up the towering earthen mound to the side, I shaded my eyes with my hand and gazed into the distance. I saw rolling hills of yellow and green, and at the edge of my vision, a great river rushed across from east to west. Above, a dark line was faintly visible, which seemed to be an abandoned iron bridge. The magnificent natural scenery was breathtaking.

“That’s the Rio Grande… God help it, it’s all the way to the Mexican border.” Jacob turned his gaze away from the playing siblings, looked back at the extremely blurry tire tracks they had come from, picked up the atlas, carefully compared and identified them, and shook his head with a wry smile.

How do I get back onto the highway?

Suddenly his expression changed slightly, and he looked with surprise down the hillside to the side, where two figures dragging huge suitcases were slowly walking towards him.

"Hi! Good morning, sir. May I ask you two where the highway is?"

The enthusiastic greeting vanished instantly, along with the smile on the old pastor's face.

A raised, dark gun muzzle interrupted everything.

"It's us brothers who are troubling you all..." Wiping the dust from his forehead, leaving another dirty stain on his wrinkled cuff, the burly man with thin-rimmed glasses grinned, revealing an excited smile. Although his expression was clearly one of great joy, it also gave off a strong sense of danger, like a beast eyeing its prey.

"...Our car has broken down, would you mind borrowing your RV?"

A dozen meters away, the siblings pointed at by another Colt also obediently raised their hands, demonstrating the superior qualities of the Federation citizens in dealing with such events, honed through extensive exposure and experience.

Unlike her brother's panic, Katie appeared quite calm. A hint of hesitation flashed in her bright eyes, as if she was struggling with something.

He's also an extraordinary being?

It's not the right time yet... If we use our power now, Craven will definitely be able to detect our presence...

The girl was secretly annoyed, biting her lip in resentment. Couldn't these two blind rookies have waited until she escaped the Federation before running into her?

Chapter 328 Interesting Guys x2

“You can have everything, please don’t hurt them.” Standing by the RV, Jacob trembled as he spread his arms wide, like a mother hen protecting her chicks, shielding his two children behind him.

“Don’t be afraid…” After flipping through the passports he had found in the car, his eyes thoughtfully sweeping over the three men, another burly man with a high nose and deep-set eyes suddenly asked:

“Were you originally planning to travel to Mexico? Perfect timing…” He twitched his facial muscles, trying to force a friendly expression. “You can all travel together along the way.”

"I'll go with you, but leave the children behind, please, for God's sake!" The experienced father sensed a crisis and hastily volunteered.

However, his courage and compassion were met only with a cruel and heartless rejection.

"This... esteemed retired pastor." Shaking off his ID, the burly man seemed sweaty and uncomfortable. He pulled up his collar, revealing a bluish-purple tinge of skin.

His dark brown eyes gleamed with indifference and sarcasm. "Don't get me wrong, this isn't a request, it's an order!"

Seeing the other party's resolute attitude, Jacob felt as if his heart had sunk into a cold, deep sea.

“That’s right!” The bespectacled man brandished his pistol, adding with a grotesque cacophony, “The Jeko brothers always keep their word; once they’ve said it, no one can go back on it!”

“You’re the robbers!” Scott suddenly shouted, pointing to the burly man’s neck. “Seth Jeko and Richard Jeko! I’ve seen their portraits on the park’s camp television, it’s that tattoo, um…”

Feeling the hard, slightly cool touch of the metal gun barrel against his forehead, the boy's breathing became heavy and rapid, and he wisely shut his mouth.

"You got it right, yellow-skinned kid, but there's no reward," the bespectacled man chuckled, sounding slightly neurotic.

"Have you found their names yet, those cowardly and greedy fellows..." Seth muttered strangely, then his face darkened. "Get in the car, dear pastor. You'll be the driver. Head south to the iron bridge. Don't try anything funny."

……

……

Because the towns and cities on both sides of the border are quite far apart and there are few people coming and going, the work at this border crossing is very easy.

Two border inspection officers chatted idly and waved to let several groups of passengers pass before lazily welcoming the approaching white RV.

“There’s no hiding place in the car, you won’t make it. It’s not too late to turn yourself in now.” Jacob glanced at the two men fiddling with their weapons and tried his best to persuade them anxiously.

“Relax, just do as I said beforehand, and think about your kids.” After leaving behind a threatening remark, Seth gave his brother a wink, and the latter immediately dragged Katie into the bathroom.

Immediately afterwards, he calmly pulled a small piece from his pocket.

—Capsule packs?

Looking at the perfectly round, golden-red capsule inside, Seth leaned in and took a deep breath, then tore off the silver foil seal and carefully peeled it out and put it in his mouth.

Under the old pastor's bewildered gaze, a mysterious smile appeared on his lips. "Let me show you a little magic trick."

As soon as the words were spoken, two rows of white teeth closed, the pill instantly shattered, and a tiny golden-orange spark seemed to flash between their lips and teeth.

"Good morning, please open the door, sir." A moment later, a middle-aged white man in a khaki uniform came up.

"A family of three, going to see a bullfight, is that it?" The man handed the relevant documents back to Jacob, then pulled down his sunglasses and looked the father and son over.

"And there's a little girl too?"

Jacob swallowed hard and stole a glance at the few pieces of paper between the other person's fingers.

The image, composed of colored inks, is clear and vivid, with every single hair visible in detail—it is clearly a wanted poster for the Jack brothers!

Since things had come to this point, he had no choice but to give up and continue the charade as instructed by the kidnappers.

"She's in the bathroom," I said... "isn't it unnecessary to make such a fuss?"

"Sorry, I didn't want to cause trouble either." The border police officer raised the wanted poster in his hand, sighed empathetically, and moved to the toilet. "Please forgive the unexpected situation reported by the officers. Have you seen them?"

The father and son shook their heads in silence.

As he slowly reached for the doorknob, Scott's face turned red, he was so nervous he could hardly breathe, and his elbow trembled reflexively.

"Clang—" The stainless steel thermos rolled twice, spilling hot water all over the floor, emitting wisps of white smoke in the cool morning air.

The man's suspicions arose, and his relaxed expression changed slightly. He concealed his right hand on the holster at his waist, took a step back to ensure he could dodge at any moment, and then, with extreme caution, slowly pushed open the wooden door to the toilet.

However, his actions seem to have come to nothing:

—The small space was completely empty.

Of course, except for that girl sitting on the toilet, rolling her eyes wildly.

"call……"

He breathed a sigh of relief, somewhat amused by his own paranoia.

Behind him, the father and son stared wide-eyed at the figures on either side of the toilet, their astonishment seemingly about to spill out of their sockets.

The Jack brothers stood on either side of the border guard, guns at their sides, looking at the dutiful officer with mocking eyes. Richard's arm was only centimeters away from Richard's chest, but the latter remained calm, as if the two burly men in front of him were just a wisp of transparent air.

So close, yet they couldn't see each other—this scene was incredibly bizarre, sending chills down the spines of the father and son watching.

"This is so offensive. Forget about it. Have a pleasant journey." After repeatedly apologizing to the three of them, the border guard's facial muscles contorted with embarrassment as he turned and fled from the car as fast as he could.

"How is this possible?" Scott muttered incoherently as he watched the kidnappers stroll out leisurely.

Ignoring the boy's fuss, Seth smiled smugly and lowered his head to the old pastor's ear.

"How was my magic trick? Now, drive!"

Although the voice was gentle, the supernatural scene just now still put Jacob under heavy psychological pressure.

With the engine humming, the car rolled smoothly across the turbulent Rio Grande, its wheels crunching on the asphalt road beneath the steel bridge.

"Sis, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" Scott was still pondering the strange experience he had just had when he suddenly saw Katie curled up in her seat, looking sickly with a furrowed brow. He quickly asked with concern.

"It's nothing, just a little motion sickness, I'll be fine after a rest." The girl forced a smile on her pretty face, and the sunlight streaming in from the window made her fair and delicate skin seem even more translucent.

She lowered her eyelids, seemingly pretending to be asleep, but a faint glint of light flickered beneath her long eyelashes.

The restraint that rivers and streams exert on the inherent weaknesses of a race is truly unbearable.

However, the hardship was well worth it. With the vast Grand River acting as a barrier, it would be very difficult for the family's secret ritual to track down their whereabouts.

However… Katie secretly peeked at the unexpectedly encountered robber duo, and pursed her cherry lips in secret.

That "pill" that can activate superpowers looks interesting... Those two guys must have a secret!

With her escape from danger imminent, she relaxed and suddenly felt a strong sense of curiosity.

However, what the "girl" did not expect was that at that moment, there was also a pair of eyes in the air above her head, expressing the same sentiment.

"Hiss... These guys seem quite interesting!"

Chapter 329 True or False

Even though it can't compare to the crowds at famous sites like Yellowstone, the Grand Canyon, or Yosemite, Big Bend National Park still attracts nearly 30 visitors year-round, so the campground accommodations at the service center are doing quite well.

"Pah... ptooey!"

The fine, white foam gradually melted in the bucket. The chubby little boy smacked his lips, savoring the fruity fragrance of the children's toothpaste. He hopped on the tender, pale yellow shoots of grass, then stretched and yawned.

His small body suddenly trembled, and he tilted his head in confusion, looking at a certain place.

"Mom, the Oxford Encyclopedia you bought me says that bats only come out at night, right?"

"Yes, what's wrong, honey?" The woman walked out of the domed wooden cabin, which had been renovated into a tent shape, holding a heated sandwich.

"But what are they doing out here now?" The boy pointed to the dense black shadows sweeping across the woods in the distance, his still chubby face full of curiosity.

"Uh..." The bright red C on her old science exam paper flashed before her eyes, and the woman paused briefly before decisively changing the subject:

"The bats must have some urgent business... Hmm, the sun is shining so brightly today, perfect for continuing our sightseeing, so let's hurry up and eat!"

The sun at eight or nine in the morning is indeed at its most vibrant, with endless golden threads falling from the sky, fairly nourishing all things.

Of course, for certain special beings who are addicted to darkness, this is not a welcome blessing.

Hundreds of pairs of jet-black wings flapped rapidly, stirring up wisps of black mist as they stretched, weakening the sunlight and protecting a dozen bats, each significantly larger than their counterparts and with blood-red, silver-white, and other magical patterns, within their core.

"Elder Emilia, your aura is growing weaker and weaker. We've reached the border. Should we continue the search?"

"The idea that Serena is with the mysterious enemy who is helping us through the challenges is just speculation; we can't keep making a big fuss about it forever..."

"Hmph, it's probably just those two seriously injured good-for-nothings taking revenge, making us waste our energy."

Ultrasonic waves, barely perceptible to the human ear, silently travel through the mind, transforming into whispers.

Even though they were all elite vampires with considerable strength, traveling long distances under the scorching sun was still a strenuous and arduous task.

Moreover, this is the age of humanity, and to swagger across borders in broad daylight is bound to cause trouble sooner or later.

Even if you manage to get close to a big shot within the Federation, so what? They're here to be your lackey, not to clean up your messes.

Listening to his subordinates' endless complaints, the largest bat remained silent, a look of sadness passing through its black agate eyes.

With morale low, the team is difficult to lead...

Every country has its laws, and every family has its rules. Any organization that wants to operate smoothly must be bound by rules, and even dark creatures are no exception. Craven's collusion with outsiders to betray his master and rebel has seriously shaken the foundation of the family, no matter how it is whitewashed. Now, in order to please the new master, he is forcibly assigning tasks. How can everyone be convinced?