Starting from the lifting of human restrictions

Chapter 258 Enter
The roar of the rumbling engine sounded.

A Peterbilt heavy-duty truck travels along a suburban road.

The huge body and strong power make this truck towing a carriage of more than nine meters look like a giant beast on the road.

On the highway, when I occasionally encounter other vehicles passing by, I can't help but look slightly sideways when I see this cool behemoth.

"Livin' easy lovin' free season ticket on a one - way ride
...I'm on the highway to hell
Highway to hell
I'm on the highway to hell
No stop signs speed limit nobody's gonna slow me down

In the driver's seat of the truck, a fierce and violent rock song was played through the expensive modified stereo, which made the blood of the people in the car almost spurt.

Chu Yang stared at the front of the road, his fingers grasping the steering wheel, and tapped the beat with the music.

Outside the car window, the stretch of road, the occasional passing traffic, and a piece of well-matched music, Chu Yang, who seemed to be driving a heavy truck, seemed to have become fearless.

woohoo-

At this time, there was a whining sound from a small bed that the driver usually used to rest in the compartment behind the driver's seat.

It was a strong white man in his forties, his hands and feet were tied with ropes, and his mouth was stuffed with cloth. He seemed to be awakened by the intense music. Looking at Chu Yang in the driver's seat, Constantly moaning and chirping.

"Relax."

Chu Yang reached out to turn down the music, and said without looking back, "Mr. Severman, as long as you cooperate with me quietly, I don't want your car, and I won't do you any harm."

"Uuuuuu-"

The middle-aged white man lying on the small bed struggled to raise his upper body, his eyes seemed to burst into flames. He had already remembered at this moment that he drove away from the company not long ago and accidentally met an Asian on the road The young man, and then his eyes went dark, and he couldn't remember anything.

The current situation is obvious, he was robbed.

Seeing that the Asian young man who robbed him in the driver's seat didn't seem to pay attention to him, Sefferman glanced at the road outside the windshield from a distance, and has been delivering goods on this road for many years, letting him know how far away he is. The destination of the goods is not far away.

In American, being a truck driver is a good job with a high salary and salary, but it is also a rather risky job. If you are not careful on weekdays, you will easily encounter robbery.

Especially on some long and uninhabited roads away from the urban area, some "accidents" often occur. He has heard of many such situations, and he has experienced them himself.

He knows that the most important thing at this time is not to provoke the other party, and to ensure his own safety as much as possible, and at the same time...

The truck driver Sefferman no longer struggled or made other movements. Instead, he turned his eyes and squirmed his body gently.

In this moment, he has completely calmed down.

A plan to escape from the young Asian in front of him emerged in his mind, no, it should be said that he had an idea of ​​how to counter the opponent.

He stared at the Asian young man in the driver's seat in front of him, moved his body little by little, and slowly moved his hands behind his back to a small drawer in the car beside the bed.

It was a toolbox, and Seiferman would stuff some tools in it on weekdays.

While keeping an eye on the movement of the Asian young man who was driving, to see if the Asian young man who was listening to music would look back at him, Sefferman carefully opened the drawer with his fingers tied around his waist, and it was a bit difficult. He fumbled out of the drawer a blade he had used since cutting the shredded paper last time.

The blade slowly slid across the rope binding his hands, and Severman accidentally cut his finger, but he didn't dare to make a sound, just staring at the front.

The scene outside the windshield has become more and more familiar. A few kilometers away, a huge factory building and company building have gradually emerged.

Finally, Sefferman cut the rope binding his hands with a blade, and he slightly moved his sore wrist, and then untied the rope on his feet.

The whole movement is extremely light, almost without any sound.

After untying the rope on his body, he didn't do anything. He stared at the young Asian man in the driver's seat who was driving on the beat, but he didn't take any action.

At this moment, the truck was driving on the highway, and the speed was not slow. Based on his driving experience, he knew very well that if he suddenly rushed forward to hold down the Asian young man at such a speed, it would probably cause the other party to mismanage and eventually cause the car to roll over, etc. major traffic accident.

He bought this truck with his savings, and he really didn't want the truck to suffer even the slightest damage if possible.At the same time, if they do this, it is too dangerous for the two to grab the steering wheel and cause the car to roll over.

best chance-

Sefferman stared at the guard box in front of the iron gate about 100 meters away from the windshield. The truck had to slow down when passing the guard box, and the security personnel on duty in the guard box were equipped with guns. As soon as the car stopped, he stepped forward and followed The security personnel outside the guard box should cooperate internally and externally, enough to subdue the Asian youth who blocked the road and robbed his truck.

As the speed of the truck slowed down, Sefferman also slowly moved his body, preparing to stand up.

"Mr. Severman, I suggest that you better not move."

At this moment, the Asian young man in the front driver's seat suddenly said something.

Sefferman was taken aback. Seeing the sentry box in front of him, he would not be willing to sit still, and suddenly rushed towards the young Asian.

However, at this moment, the Asian young man who had been sitting in the driver's seat suddenly stood up from his seat.

After two slaps, Sefferman felt as if he had been slapped on the neck and chest, and then he sat weakly on the co-pilot, with his eyes wide open, unable to speak or move, as if Sitting there like a piece of wood.

And that Asian young man returned to his seat with an extremely incredible movement, controlled the speed of the car just right, and even didn't forget to fasten his seat belt. When the truck just arrived at the guard box of the iron gate, it just stopped .

A burly black security guard walked under the truck and glanced at the driver's seat.

"I'm Mr. Severman's new partner."

Chu Yang handed a stack of passes to the black security guard with a smile on his face, and then pointed to Sefferman who was looking forward expressionlessly on the co-pilot.

The black security guard took the pass, looked at the Asian youth in front of him, then glanced sideways at Sefferman, the co-driver, and turned around to wave to a security guard who remotely controlled the iron gate in the sentry box behind.

The iron gate of the gate opened slowly, Chu Yang drove the heavy truck, passed the sentry box, and drove into the huge factory area inside.

On a sign at the gate of the factory.

Exactly – Strythein Moranta.

(End of this chapter)