After the divorce, he went on a motorcycle trip, and his ex-wife and daughter were filled with regre

The entire room fell silent!

Everyone was stunned. The rich kids and the internet celebrity girls were all like ducks with their necks being choked, their mouths agape, unable to utter a sound.

Director Zhang completely ignored Liu Shao on the ground. He strode over to Jiang Ye's motorcycle, stood up straight with his legs together, and then bowed deeply to Jiang Ye at a ninety-degree angle!

"Dear esteemed guest! I am Mr. Zhang, the person in charge of this port! My subordinates have failed in their duties, allowing these inconsiderate individuals to disturb you. On behalf of all customs officers, I extend my sincerest apologies!"

Director Zhang's voice trembled violently with extreme tension, and his forehead was covered with large beads of cold sweat.

Jiang Ye glanced coldly at Director Zhang, then flipped his wrist and put the black card back into his pocket.

"I want to clear the game." Jiang Ye's voice was still hoarse, but it carried an undeniable authority.

"Understood! I'll arrange it for you right away!"

Director Zhang whirled around and roared at his men, "Attention everyone! Activate the highest-level VIP green channel immediately! All vehicles pull over to make way for the VIPs! Honor guard, salute!"

With Director Zhang's order, the entire port instantly erupted in excitement!

A piercing alarm sounded, and the previously closed VIP passage doors slowly swung open. Two rows of fully armed customs special police officers rushed out, lined up on either side of the passage, and uniformly raised their right hands in salute to Jiang Ye!

The large trucks and private cars lined up ahead, under the direction of the traffic police, moved to the sides to make way, creating a wide and flat road for Jiang Ye in the congested traffic!

Jiang Ye didn't glance at those rich kids again.

He gripped the clutch and lightly tapped the ground with his foot.

"boom--!"

The Kawasaki H2R let out a high-pitched roar, and a powerful jet of air shot out from the exhaust pipe, directly blowing mud and water from the ground onto Liu Shao's face.

The black motorcycle, like a king inspecting his territory, sped away along the VIP green channel, escorted by two rows of special police officers saluting and personally escorted by Director Zhang!

Only after Jiang Ye's figure completely disappeared from sight did Director Zhang breathe a long sigh of relief, feeling that his back was completely soaked with cold sweat.

Meanwhile, Liu Shao and the other rich kids, who were slumped in the mud, were completely terrified.

Their faces were ashen, they were trembling, and their minds were blank.

"Director Zhang... who exactly is that person?" Liu Shao stammered, his voice filled with boundless fear.

Director Zhang turned his head, looked at Young Master Liu with the gaze one would give a dead man, and sneered.

"Who is he? He's a god who can wipe your entire family off the face of the earth with a single word! You bunch of fools who don't know your own mortality, you've really messed with them today! Men, impound all those SUVs that cut in line illegally, and take all of them back for thorough questioning!"

The thrill explodes instantly!

These once arrogant rich kids were now completely deflated, like wilted eggplants, their faces filled with despair and regret. They never dreamed that the motorcycle guy they'd mocked as a poor loser possessed such terrifying, overwhelming power!

Meanwhile, Jiang Ye had successfully crossed the border and officially entered the territory of New Asia.

However, the real test has only just begun.

New Asia is located in the tropics, and its climate is unpredictable. Just a moment ago, the sky was clear and blue, but in the blink of an eye, it turned pitch black, as if an ink bottle had been spilled.

Thick, dark clouds loomed overhead like towering mountains, and the air was thick with suffocating heat and humidity.

"Boom—!"

A blinding bolt of lightning tore through the black sky, followed by a deafening clap of thunder.

A rare tropical storm has arrived without warning!

A fierce wind howled and swept across the land, blowing the tropical trees along the roadside this way and that, their branches snapping painfully. The torrential rain lashed the ground like countless whips, instantly turning the already uneven dirt road into a muddy swamp.

Eno drives the Kawasaki H2R, struggling through this devastating storm.

This performance monster, born for the racetrack, completely lost its advantage on the muddy, rutted road. Its wide, slick tires spun wildly in the mud, the car wobbled violently, as if it might lose control and flip over at any moment.

The gale-force winds, accompanied by torrential rain, blocked the way like an invisible wall, threatening to overturn people and vehicles alike.

Jiang Ye gritted his teeth, his arm muscles tensed to the limit, and he exerted all his strength to control the handlebars. Icy rain poured in through the gaps in his helmet, instantly stealing the heat from his body.

Several days and nights of high-intensity cycling, coupled with the extremely harsh weather, finally pushed Jiang Ye's physical strength to the brink of collapse.

His body began to tremble uncontrollably.

An abnormal burning sensation rose from his body; he had a fever.

And it was a high fever!

My forehead was burning hot, like a red-hot iron, but my body felt like it was in an ice cave, so cold that my teeth were chattering. My vision began to blur, and the road ahead twisted and distorted in the rain, creating countless double images.

"Bang!"

The motorcycle's front wheel slammed heavily against a rock hidden in the mud, and the motorcycle bounced violently. Jiang Ye's arm went limp, and he almost fell into the deep ditch beside him, motorcycle and all.

He quickly gripped the brakes, braced himself firmly on the ground with his feet, and gasped for breath.

My lungs heaved violently like a bellows, and each breath was accompanied by a tearing pain.

Jiang Ye knew that his body had reached its limit. If he continued to force himself to ride, he would likely die in this tropical storm.

He parked his motorcycle under a huge banyan tree, barely managing to avoid the torrential rain.

He trembled as he took off his soaked gloves and pulled the waterproof phone from his pocket.

The screen lit up, and the dazzling light made Jiang Ye squint.

He clicked on the software called SKY.

The messages in the background are still flashing wildly, and countless netizens are paying attention to the movements of this "motorcycle guy with a story".

Jiang Ye didn't look at the comments; he simply typed a line of text on the screen with his frozen fingers.

There were no pictures, no location information, just a simple sentence.

No matter how strong the wind and rain, I will go to see the person who is waiting for me.

Click to send.

The moment this post was published, the entire SKY app exploded with activity!

Countless netizens who had been glued to their phone screens went wild the moment they saw this post!

The comments section was refreshing like snowflakes, so fast that it was impossible to see them all.

"Holy crap! Bro, you updated! This copywriting is absolutely amazing!"

"A god of pure love! This is the true god of pure love! In this materialistic society, who else would risk their life to see someone?"

"Judging from your tone, you've definitely encountered extreme weather! There's a tropical storm hitting the southwestern border right now! Please be careful, brother!"

"I'm so moved, guys! The clown is me! I can't even be bothered to buy my girlfriend a cup of milk tea in the rain, but this guy is riding his motorcycle in the pouring rain to see his sweetheart!"

"That's a real man! That's ultimate romance! Hang in there, bro!"

"The entire internet is praying for the motorcyclist! He must reach his destination safely!"

"No matter how strong the wind and rain, I will still go to see you!" This sentence is legendary! Brother, I respect you as a true man!