Mu Yang did not run in the direction of the gate with Zhou Yuzhi, but went directly to the direction of the wall, came to the wall, found a relatively hidden place, glanced around, and found that there was no camera nearby, Mu Yang applied a gravity technique to himself and Zhou Yuzhi, making the two of them a lot lighter, and then a vertical leap, flying four or five meters high, and tapped it on the wall again, and the body rose again, and the body exceeded the barbed wire, and flew out of the wall.

Just after Muyang flew out of the wall, armored police cars drove out of the prison office area and rushed in this direction, and the real chaos was still to come.

Outside the wall, there was an earthy yellow wasteland, and there were no buildings around, Mu Yang identified a direction and began to run with all his might.

He has gravity techniques to reduce the weight of himself and Zhou Yuzhi, coupled with light skills and super physical strength, he can run very fast, no less than the speed of a motorcycle, and even a cloud of smoke and dust is raised behind Mu Yang, in this potholed wilderness, if someone is seen to be able to run at such a speed, he will definitely think that he has encountered an alien.

Muyang's luck is really good, after running out for four or five kilometers, there is a road in front of him, although it is only a small road with only two lanes, but it has already made Muyang feel happy.

Finally, I don't have to run away with a big living person.

Mu Yang came to the highway, got a car from the mission space, got himself clothes, changed the prison uniform on his body, and changed himself into a white man's appearance.

As for Zhou Yuzhi, Mu Yang thought about it, and finally put Zhou Yuzhi in the trunk, and then drove in one direction.

He's going to get out of here, as far away as possible.

Because Muyang estimates. Once a prisoner escapes from California's No. 7 prison, martial law will soon be imposed here. Vehicles entering and leaving the country will be subject to strict scrutiny.

The car kept moving forward, and Muyang's speed was very fast. It is estimated to reach 120 miles per hour, and after half an hour, the car drove onto a highway, Muyang looked at the sign, it was the No. 235 highway in the United States, which is the main highway in California, and now when he arrived here, Muyang was a little relaxed, and it was impossible for those police to track down here for the time being.

And there's so much rotten stuff to deal with. It is estimated that California Prison No. 7 will have a lot of headaches during this time, and the U.S. government will also have a headache.

However, Muyang was worried about Zhou Yuzhi's situation, he had to find a place to treat Zhou Yuzhi's wounds first, and then think about what to do next.

The car drove on the highway for more than half an hour, and Muyang estimated that he had run nearly 200 kilometers, and began to slow down, preparing to find a place to stay.

The car got off the highway and pulled onto a small road. After driving along the highway for more than ten minutes, Muyang came to a small town and looked at the slightly old buildings on the street. Muyang knew that this should be a not very developed place.

Stopping the car at the door of a country hotel, Muyang parked the car at the door and walked into the hotel. Inside the inn there is some old country ballad, an old man in his sixties. He was dozing off in a rocking chair.

After Muyang came in, the old man still didn't wake up. Mu Yang patted the small clock on the counter, and as soon as the bell rang, the old man was a spirit, and finally opened his eyes.

"Oh, it's a rare occasion to have a guest coming, welcome welcome." The old man greeted sleepily.

"Is there a room, please bring me one." Muyang said.

"Of course, you can sleep in whichever room you want, because you're a guest today." The old man stood up as he spoke, and walked behind the counter.

"It's $50 a night, no dining, if you want to eat, there's a shop across the street that makes good food, you can go there and eat it, don't look at me it's a little old, but everything is very sturdy, clean, and modern."

"By the way, you need to pay a $100 deposit, and you're renewing it when you run out, young man, how did you get to Kolding, are you doing business?"

The old man was a little chattering, probably because no one usually chatted with him, so now he grabbed someone and wanted to have a good chat.

"I have a business in the town of Kolding, so I need to stay here for a few days, by the way, where should my car be parked." Muyang took out a hundred dollars and put it on the counter and asked casually.

"The backyard is the size of a football field, enough for you to park." The old man said with a smile.

"By the way, you can choose whether you want to live upstairs or downstairs." The old man asked again.

Mu Yang slandered in his heart, there are only two floors in total, but not upstairs and downstairs, "I'd better live upstairs, the air is good." ”

"OK, 202, the air is absolutely good, and there is a back balcony where you can sit and enjoy the view of the fields outside the town." The old man said.

Muyang took the key and thanked him, then walked out of the hotel door, parked the car in the backyard, pretended to take out a suitcase, and carried the luggage to the second floor under the old man's smiling eyes.

The room is indeed very contemporary, as if I walked into an old movie in the eighties in the United States, all the furniture is very old, it is very outdated, from the current point of view, it is estimated that it can be used as an antique, look at this bed, it is really strong, a hardboard bed made of pure solid wood, it is estimated that it should be no problem to use it for another fifty years.

Let's talk about that TV, it's still a 24-inch CRT TV, and the buttons are still the kind of old guy with eight buttons, and there is no remote control.

Mu Yang thought to himself, fortunately, he is not the kind of old guy who turns the knob, otherwise he will break it, and the other party will not let himself lose money as an antique.

Muyang put away his luggage, quietly opened the door, listened outside, and then quietly walked to the staircase, glanced down, and found that the old man was lying back on the recliner, where he was gently rocking, listening to the American country music played in the old record player.

Muyang returned to the room, closed the door, then opened the balcony and jumped down, this place is on the outermost part of the town, there is no one nearby at all, and there is a continuous wasteland outside, no one will find it at all.

Muyang took Zhou Yuzhi out of the trunk of the car, closed the trunk, came to the balcony, lifted his breath and jumped, and the two went to the balcony.

Muyang carried Zhou Yuzhi to the bed and put it away, did not untie the other party's acupoints, but clicked a few more places on him, because Muyang was going to bandage Zhou Yuzhi next, which might touch his wounds, so he ordered a few more of his acupoints.

The wound was already glued to the pants, Muyang had to cut Zhou Yuzhi's pants, revealing a hideous wound, the wound was a penetrating wound, the entire thigh and stomach, a big blood hole was punched by a sniper bullet, Muyang didn't know if it would be able to return to a normal state, and in this case, he should be operated on immediately.

But now Muyang has no choice, the conditions are limited, bandage it first, don't get infected. (To be continued.) )