The morning light slightly shone through. The forest was still pitch-black. Xia Jinyuan and Luke, who had crossed the boundary of the two countries ten minutes ago, collapsed on the soft withered leaves. The two of them panted heavily, their chests heaving up and down. Neither of them wanted to speak. They took deep breaths to calm themselves down.
Xia Jinyuan, who was sniffing the rotten smell of the trees, glanced sideways. His gaze landed in the direction of China. The scenery there was charming. The mountains were like angry dragons meandering. It was so beautiful and majestic…
Xia Jinyuan looked in front of him and smiled.
He didn't expect that one day, he would have to escape from his country in such a sorry state. He had to admit that the border defense armed police officers from China were very strong. They chased after him relentlessly without stopping. His comrades were like search dogs. No wonder they had become a thorn in the side of those international drug dealers.
