Today, however, his face was not masked, revealing a handso and striking visage.
The convoy was organized and set off.
Avenue is located at the intersection of the borders of Country F, Country A, and M Country. Neighboring it is a slum and places where military forces from various countries are stationed. It seems impregnable, yet it’s famously a gray area.
Due to its geographical advantage, various powers converge here, a mix of all sorts of people, ghosts, dragons, and snakes.
Internationally, 315 Avenue is quite renowned, not only because there’s a bustling and wealthy town, but also because it serves as a hub for smuggling and drug transactions.
Officially, there have been attempts to control this area, but after three governors sent by M Country were consecutively beheaded, neither M Country, F Country, nor Country A wanted to take over 315 Avenue anymore.
Since then, 315 Avenue has truly beco a no-man’s land without official control.
The goods that the Martin family needed to transport must pass through here.
Due to the distance, the convoy set off promptly at nine in the morning.
An 2 sat in the passenger seat, issuing orders to the convoy ahead while reporting the situation to Su Ran.
"The rcenaries set out last night and should have arrived at 315 by now. According to the news they sent back, the Martin family has also hired people to escort this shipnt."
Su Ran sat in the back, watching the changing scenery outside the window, her tone steady.
"Is this shipnt unusual?"
"Yes, it’s sothing they got from xico. On the surface, it belongs to the Martin family, but the real person behind it is Austin Claire."
An 2 gave a command to the car in front, then continued:
"Recently, the Third Prince of Country A clashed with Austin Claire and has been looking for evidence of his smuggling, not to do much but to irk him."
Su Ran leaned her forehead on her hand, raised an eyebrow with a smile, still nonchalant, a glint briefly passing through her eyes.
She rested her chin on her hand, squinting slightly, "Austin Claire, huh? Then I should get a good price for this shipnt."
An 2 sighed inwardly, realizing their sister Ran’s asking price just went from thirty to fifty percent.
The heart of their sister Ran, sotis it’s darker than a bandit’s.
"I rember An Yi ntioned that three parties were monitoring the hotel I stayed at. Who’s the other one?" Su Ran asked.
Besides the rcenaries from Las Vegas and those hired by Josie Martin, she hadn’t found any so-called third party forces.
For this reason, she specifically returned to the hotel last night and waited all night but they never showed up.
Were they playing with her?
An 2: "..."
So that’s why you insisted on going back to the hotel last night?
The heart of their sister Ran is even smaller than the eye of a needle.
"They were intercepted beforehand."
"Who?" Su Ran squinted.
An 2: "The Fu family from Hua Country."
The Fu family?
Fu Qiyuan?
So the third party forces are from the Fu family?
For so reason, a warm and jade-like face flashed through Su Ran’s mind.
Interesting.
Six hours later, there was hardly anyone in sight on both sides of the road, except for the occasional scattered towns and tourist hotels.
The border stretches about 800 kiloters and driving requires about eleven hours.
Su Ran and her team found a place to eat quickly for lunch and continued on.
As the car wouldn’t stop again, An 2 took over driving in the afternoon.
By ten at night, they arrived at the border.
Though 315 Avenue is a no-man’s land, there are still troops stationed here.
The border is very long and includes the coast, so not only are there military police and border guards, but also infantry brigades.
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