Instead of holding Zhou Yuzhi to the gate, Mu Yang went straight to the direction of the wall, came to the wall, found a relatively hidden place, and glanced around, and there was no camera nearby. Mu Yang applied a gravity technique to himself and Zhou Yuzhi, which made the two of them much lighter. Then he jumped straight and flew four or five meters high. He tapped the wall lightly, raised his body again, and flew out of the wall through the barbed wire.

Just after Mu Yang flew out of the wall, armored police cars drove out of the prison office area and rushed in this direction. The real chaos was still behind.

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

He had gravity techniques to reduce weight to himself and Zhou Yuzhi. With light skills and strong physical strength, he ran very fast, no less than a motorcycle. There was even a slight dust rising behind Mu Yang. In this bumpy wilderness, if someone was seen running out of such a level, he would definitely think he had encountered an alien.

Mu Yang was very lucky. After running four or five kilometers, a road appeared ahead. Although it was just a small road with only two lanes, it made Mu Yang feel happy.

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

Mu Yang came to the road, got a car from the mission time and space, got himself dressed, changed his prison uniform, and changed his appearance as a white man.

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

He wants to leave here quickly, the farther away, the better.

Because Mu Yang estimated that once a prisoner escapes from the Seventh Prison in California, it will soon be martial law and vehicles entering and leaving the city will be strictly investigated.

The car kept moving forward, Mu Yang's car was very fast, probably reaching 120 miles per hour. Half an hour later, the car drove onto a highway. Mu Yang looked at the signs and was the 5th highway in the United States, which is the main highway in California. Now that we have arrived here, Mu Yang has relaxed a little, and it is impossible for the police to track it down here for the time being.

And there are so many bad things to deal with. It is estimated that the California Seventh Prison will have a headache during this period and the US government will also have a headache.

However, Mu Yang was worried about Zhou Yuzhi's situation, so he had to find a place first. Treat Zhou Yuzhi's wounds and then consider how to act next.

The car drove at high altitude for more than half an hour, and Mu Yang probably had already run nearly 200 kilometers and began to slow down and was about to find a place to settle down.

The car got off the highway, drove into a small road, and drove along the road. After driving 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 place that was not very high.

Stopped at the entrance of a rural hotel, Mu Yang parked the car at the door and walked into the hotel. There were some old country folk songs in the hotel. An old man in his sixties was sitting on a rocking chair and dozing.

After Mu Yang came in, the old man still didn't wake up. Mu Yang took a photo of the little clock on the counter, and with a tingling bell, the old man was shocked and finally opened his eyes.

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

"Do you have a room? Please give me one?" Mu Yang said.

"Of course, you can sleep in any room you want, because today you are the only customer." The old man said, standing up and walking behind the counter.

"$50 a night, no dining is available, if you want to eat. There is a restaurant across the street that makes good food, you can go there. Don't look at me, but everything is very sturdy, clean, and has a sense of the times."

"By the way, you need to pay a deposit of 1oo US dollars. After using it, you will continue to pay. Young man, why did you come to Keling Town? Are you doing business?"

The old man was a little nagging. It was probably because no one chatted with him normally, so now I just want to have a good chat when I catch someone.

"I have a business in Keling Town, so I need to stay here for a few days. By the way, where should my car be parked?" Mu Yang took out a hundred dollars and put it on the counter and asked casually.

"The backyard is as big as a football field, enough for you to park." The old man said with a smile.

"By the way, do you want to live upstairs or downstairs? You can choose by yourself." The old man asked again.

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

"Ok, 2o2, the air is absolutely good, and there is also a back balcony where you can sit on the balcony and enjoy the scenery of the fields outside the town." said the old man.

Mu Yang 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 moved his luggage to the second floor with the old man's smiling eyes.

The room is indeed very contemporary, just like I walked into an old American movie from the 1980s. All the furniture is old and outdated. From the current perspective, it is probably an antique. Look at this bed, it is really sturdy and hard-board bed made of pure solid wood. It is estimated that it will be fine for another fifty years to use.

Let’s talk about that TV, it’s actually a 24-inch TV with a button, and the buttons are the same old guy with eight buttons, and he doesn’t even have a remote control.

Mu Yang thought to himself, fortunately, it was not an old guy who turned the button, otherwise he would not let himself be an antique and lose money if he broke it.

Mu Yang put down his luggage, quietly opened the door, listened out, then quietly walked to the stairs, took a look down, and the old man was lying on a chaise again, shaking gently wherever he listened to American country music played out from the old record machine.

Mu Yang went to the room, closed the door, opened the balcony and jumped down. This place was at the outermost part of the town, with no one nearby, and there was a continuous wasteland outside, and no one would see it.

Mu Yang took Zhou Yuzhi out of the trunk of the car, closed the trunk, and came to the balcony. He lifted his breath and jumped, and the two of them arrived on the balcony.

Mu Yang carried Zhou Yuzhi to the bed and put it in place. Instead of untiing the other person's acupoints, he pointed a few more places on him. Because Mu Yang was about to bandage Zhou Yuzhi, which might touch his wounds, he pointed a few more places on him.

The wound was already stuck with the pants, so Mu Yang had to cut open Zhou Yuzhi's pants, revealing a ferocious wound. The wound was a penetrating injury. The entire thigh was shot into a big blood hole by a sniper rifle bullet. Mu Yang didn't know whether he would be able to return to normal state. In this case, surgery should be done immediately.

But Mu Yang has no choice now. Due to the limited conditions, bandage it first and don’t get infected. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!