After awakening her X-ray vision, the beautiful CEO couldn't sit still any longer.

"They've split up their forces to try and intercept us!" one of the team members reported.

"Speed ​​up! Head towards areas with lots of people and cars!" Lynx roared.

The van weaved through the maze-like streets of the old town, its engine roaring.

Wang Yuyan was thrown around, her body swaying, her eyes quickly scanning the street scenes and road signs flashing past the window.

Ye Tian reached out and hugged the swaying Wang Yuyan tightly, feeling the intense vibrations caused by the car's high speed.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here for you."

"Honey, you're so good to me." Wang Yuyan hugged Ye Tian's arm tightly.

As the car shook violently, Wang Yuyan felt Ye Tian's strong and muscular body. The impact of each movement made her involuntarily weak and her eyes filled with desire.

"Turn left at the intersection ahead," Ye Tian suddenly said, his voice clear.

His divine sense could cover a distance of several thousand meters ahead, and he knew which way was the smoothest route.

Lynx glanced at him, didn't question him, and immediately signaled the driver to do so.

Just as the van entered the seemingly smoother Sihanoukville Road, an SUV following closely behind suddenly accelerated and closed in, driving alongside them!

The car window rolled down, and under the dim streetlights, a modified, non-standard submachine gun was clearly pointed at the rear wheel of the van.

"Lower your head and lie down!" The lynx and hyena parked next to the off-road vehicle roared almost simultaneously!

The hyena swiftly pulled out a pistol and pointed it rapidly out the window.

"Squeak!"

At the critical moment, a screeching sound of brakes suddenly rang out from the side!

An old white sedan, which had been parked in the shadows at the alley entrance, suddenly started moving like a ghost.

At an almost suicidal angle, it suddenly burst out and slashed between the van and the SUV!

"Bang!"

With a muffled thud, the rear of the white sedan collided violently with the front of the SUV, forcing the SUV driver to instinctively swerve to avoid it, causing the gun barrel to shift instantly!

The van driver seized the opportunity to floor the accelerator, and the vehicle roared into the left-turn intersection, merging into the congested, slow-moving traffic and flashing neon lights.

The white sedan didn't stop at all; its engine roared as it accelerated and sped into another side road.

They vanished instantly into the intricate network of alleyways.

"Damn it!" Lynx slammed his fist into the car window frame, his face turning ashen.

"There's more than one group! Who's in that car? Are they trying to rescue us, or are they trying to intercept us?"

He abruptly turned his head, his gaze fixed on Wang Yuyan like a hawk's, his voice forced out through clenched teeth:

"Miss Wang, were your people in that car just now, or did we disturb some powerful figure?"

Wang Yuyan met the lynx's gaze, her expression unchanged, and slowly shook her head:

"I had no idea that the Wang family had so many friends here, like seeds scattered across the land."

I don't know which seed will sprout, nor what kind of bird it will attract.

She paused, her eyes suddenly turning cold:

"But now, the most important thing is not who the owner of the car is, but the group of people with guns."

What they want is probably more than just the item we photographed.

They probably want us to shut up forever.

The carriage was deathly silent, save for the roar of the engine and the noise of the cars rushing past outside the window.

Both the star tracker and the stars themselves have now become targets that must be seized by certain people in the darkness.

The bidding at the auction only stirred up the waters, and they were now at the very center of the whirlpool.

The van made another sharp turn, entering an even narrower, dimly lit alleyway.

They've temporarily shaken off some of the tails, but the crisis isn't over.

The lynx took a deep breath and growled at the driver:

"Let's find a place to rest for a while, check the equipment, and inspect the vehicles."

The driver quickly scanned the surroundings and drove the vehicle into the shadows of an abandoned old factory deep in the alley.

The headlights went out, and only a few heavy breathing sounds echoed in the dark carriage.

Outside the window, the distant hustle and bustle of the night market drifted in, like another world.

Wang Yuyan spoke in the darkness:

"Mr. Lynx, we need a place that is absolutely safe, at least a place where we can catch our breath."

Instead of rushing to an airport that might be blocked by the enemy.

Lynx didn't answer immediately; instead, in the shadows, his fingers, which had been resting on the gun handle, slowly loosened.

Ye Tian suddenly raised his head, his gaze passing through the dark car window film, looking out at the broken roof of the factory.

That dark, somber night sky, bathed in the glow of city lights.

"One kilometer ahead, there is an abandoned factory building. It is large and complex."

Driving the car in there will temporarily evade pursuit.

Ye Tian spoke in an unusually calm voice.

The sound of tires rolling over gravel and puddles subsided, and the van, like a weary, trapped beast, huddled into the shadow of the huge, dilapidated abandoned factory.

The air was filled with a mixture of smells of rust, engine oil, and some kind of stale garbage.

The noise of the night market in the distance is blurred by the high walls and the distance, which only makes the silence here seem even more suffocating.

Lynx was the first to get off the vehicle, his boots making a slight "crunching" sound as they stepped on the wet, slippery ground.

He quickly looked around, his gaze sweeping across the broken windows, the collapsed steel frame, and any possible hiding places with the sharpness of a hawk.

The hyenas and vipers spread out to the left and right in perfect unison, their pistols poised to fire at any moment, their ears catching any discordant sound in the darkness.

"Stay alert." Lynx's voice was extremely low, almost squeezed out of his throat.

He leaned against the cold car body, took out the palm-sized, matte encrypted communicator from his pocket, and quickly pressed several preset channels with his thumb.

However, the expected clear and stable connecting tone did not appear.

Instead, there was a continuous "zzzz-zzzz" static noise.

Occasionally, it is interspersed with short, unrecognizable syllables, as if the signal is passing through an extremely chaotic interference zone.

"Damn it, the signal is being suppressed by full-band interference!"

The lynx's face appeared even more somber in the dim light.

He pressed the retry button several times, but the result was the same.

This is not a simple case of poor signal; it is a well-prepared technological blockade.

This means that their direct contact with headquarters has been completely severed.

He stuffed the communicator back into his inner pocket, his movement carrying a hint of barely perceptible annoyance.

Lynx looked at the star track mapping instrument next to Ye Tian, ​​which was lying there quietly at the moment.

The rust marks appeared even more mottled under the light, and the intricate scale rings and sight tube structure were old and precise.

The appearance does indeed closely match the archived photos in the auction house's database, as well as the descriptions of the intelligence they had obtained beforehand.

Lynx extended his gloved fingers, carefully touched the main body of the instrument, and gently turned the main ring.

Most of them remained motionless; they had all rusted to death.

He tried to follow a possible activation gesture mentioned in the intelligence report, pressing two inconspicuous small bumps on the bottom and side of the sniffer tube simultaneously.

There was no reaction at all.

There was no faint light as expected, no subtle sound of gears turning, and none of the special sensations vaguely mentioned in the intelligence.

This thing looks like a piece of scrap iron that has been sitting on the seabed for hundreds of years.

"It won't start at all."

The lynx's voice was cold, filled with resentful disappointment and the frustration fueled by a series of unexpected events and troubles.

Suddenly, he raised his head, his gaze fixed on Ye Tian, ​​who looked calm and relaxed.

"Boss Ye, what did you figure out?"