"Whoever blew the whistle and beat me that night went to report to you. Bring me the statutes."

I showed a cruel smile that I didn't want to revenge as soon as possible: "Either with me, or with the Long family."

"Otherwise, pay back tenfold!"

"Dare to run. I'll chase him to the ends of the earth!"

"Dare to pay the bill. Pay it back 100 times!"

Kicking open the heavy door, jumping out of the RV, taking a deep breath of the coldest air, and under the close gaze of countless people, I stepped on the snow, crushed the fragments of beer bottles, and strode towards my rotten jeep.

Oncoming traffic has been shut down, and our lane is lit green.

But all of our cars, whether they're trucks, RVs, cars, SUVs, or SUVs, are surprisingly unmoving.

There should have been a dozen cars in front of me, but now, my car has become the first car.

From the time I showed up to the time I came back, almost all the drivers and car owners were paying attention to me.

I saw the respect and admiration in these eyes, and the black and red faces of those truck drivers were full of admiration and adoration.

There are also two words in this world that have long been forgotten by the world.

Justice!

After the Kunlun Pass, it is even if you step into a real no-man's land.

Along the way, there is a desolate and lonely place in sight, and there is not a single tree in sight, only the snow-capped mountains that have not changed for thousands of years and the towering cold peaks that have been lonely for thousands of years.

There are also all kinds of cars lying on both sides of the road.

In less than five hours, the altitude soared from four thousand six to a terrifying six thousand two.

The bad environment and weather made the rotten jeep, which was no longer overwhelmed, suffer from the boiling pot and lay down directly.

Under the bitter wind and snow, with visibility of less than 30 meters, he walked several kilometers with a risk of death, and finally found a scrapped car that was also 212 on the side of the road.

It took three hours to remove the hose belt and walk back to the rotten jeep, braving thumb-thick hail to replace the hose.

But the car could no longer be hit.

In desperation, I had to grasp the steering wheel alone and then desperately turn the car around, and then forcibly ignited the downhill section. Turn around again and get back on the road.

I don't know how many hours I walked, but I finally arrived at the Tanggula Pass.

The altitude here is 6,008 meters.

Here, I saw the Tanggula Mountain camp that was once set up in Fangzhou to monitor earthquakes.

Only now, it has been emptied and has become a temporary haven for passers-by.

I also saw the countless heavenly eyes standing on the snowy peak at an altitude of more than 7,000 meters.

In addition to these, I saw geologists everywhere collecting geological samples.

The biggest harvest was on the way to the Hoh Xil weather station.

I saw an acquaintance.

Special Institute.

Huang Shihui.

If Huang Shihui wants to calculate the results in the comprehensive martial arts competition, it will be the top three.

Huang Shihui didn't recognize me wrapped tightly, and I didn't greet her either.

I found that the whereabouts of this group of people in the special station are very hidden, and it seems that they are hiding from something all the time.

A strong curiosity made me want to track down the special place to find out.

But when I found out about the real mission of the special office, I couldn't help but burst into foul language in anger.

The special office even came here to catch the dragon!?

In other words, isn't chasing the dragon a matter of the Heavenly Prison Divine Bureau and the Earth Masters?

You guys are engaged in special functions of human science and the institutions that listen to aliens by the way, and come here to catch the dragon?

It's too much of a crossover!

Thinking of the actions of the QH Lake Heavenly Supervisor, I smelled an unusual and strange smell from it. I had some enlightenment in my heart.

It seems that the three major units that will never be declassified have very fierce internal competition.

Well.

The three undeclassified units seem to have overlapping departments, overlapping institutions, and overlapping functions.

Not only that, but each side seems to want to make the longest part of the other into its own longer place.

It seems to be ......

Going to war?!

Pretending to be a passer-by, he quietly left, officially stepped into the no-man's land of Hoh Xili, and embarked on the last 500 kilometers of the road to the end according to the map.

The last 500 kilometers may not seem like a long time, but they are the worst.

Because for the last 500 kilometers, there are no roads!

Every step you take is the way!

The road can be plains, river valleys, hills, mesas, and even basin ice fields.

More of a swamp.

Almost every geological landscape you can imagine is integrated into this magical highland land.

In this area, the deadliest thing is not the low oxygen and low temperature, not the scorching ultraviolet rays, nor the good and bad GPS and compass, but the lack of direction.

There aren't any landmarks, so you can't find any references while driving.

Because the mountains you see are almost all the same.

When GPS and compass fail, the only thing left as a reference is the sun.

But most of the time you can't see the sun.

Yes, only hail and sleet, like the wind of a bone-scraping steel knife, blows up the snow particles in the sky that make people unable to open their eyes

After going around the basin several times and suddenly seeing the rut marks of the rotten jeep, I, who thought that Feng Shui was unparalleled in the world, suddenly reacted.

I'm lost.

For the first time in my life, I got lost.

It's a shame to say it.

And also in the case of having maps and various equipment.

At first I thought about waiting until the evening to use astrogazing to find my way, but when it came to night, I made another fatal mistake.

That night, the weather was so bad that there were no stars to be seen.

Even if I drove the car to the leeward valley, the thin wagons could not withstand the cold and strong winds of the plateau.

At two o'clock in the morning, the thumb-thick ice bump fell like I didn't want money, and I only felt that my ears were going to be cracked when the cat was in the car.

It didn't take long for the ice lumps to subside, and another level 8 wind howled, and the fully loaded 212 rotten jeeps were blown to rattle and almost overturn on their sides.

This night, I felt as if I had returned to the day when Typhoon No. 1 made landfall on Thang Long Island.

Everything is like the end of the world.

When I got out of the car at dawn, the whole world changed, and so did the rotten jeep.

The night was cold and hail, and the rotten jeep windshield was almost not good, and the wheels sank into a foot of snow.

As far as the eye can see, even the sky and the earth, a flawless white.