As it turns out, driving on the desert can effectively improve one's skills.
Driving all the way from West Wind Province to several kilometers from the border, Li Rui is now a qualified driver, at least that's what he believes.
He stopped the car, adjusted the goggles on his eyes, opened the door and got out, manually added a barrel of fuel, but didn't get back in the car as there was a sandstorm brewing not far away. It didn't seem large, so he planned to wait behind a hill until the storm passed.
He took out his phone and checked the time, 2:30 in the afternoon.
"They should be chasing those illegal agents by now."
He muttered to himself, sitting in the driver's seat and closing the windows.
Whoosh—
The strong wind blew, followed by the cracking sound of gravel hitting, the wind swirled the sand and buried the car.
From inside the car, Li Rui could only see obscurity. He took out his phone and found that Dong Sanchuan had sent new messages half an hour ago.
