An ordinary thirty-year-old face, ordinary build, wearing a windbreaker and hiking boots, traversing the lush forest like a mountaineer.
His silhouette resembles a cheetah, agile and swift as he runs quickly inside, almost leaving a trail of shadows.
Time passes minute by minute, perception has long been amplified, covering thousands of meters around.
During this time, the sound of helicopters and fighter jets occasionally echoed overhead, he knew clearly these suburban forests were the best hiding places.
Sometimes hiding under trees, or concealing himself behind rocks.
Every time a search occurs, he skillfully evades it, unknowingly finding himself in another suburban area north of Yun Gang.
The closer he gets to the mainland interior, the rarer the sounds of searches through the atmosphere become.
After an hour, Chen Feng distantly saw smoke rising from a factory, while subtly feeling the ground gently tremble.
