"Holy crap...it's a police checkpoint." Liu Qi was dumbfounded; he didn't have a driver's license. But it was a police car, equipped with weapons and missiles, and he dared not run away.
"An unlicensed newbie has met his match on his first day on the road. Liu Qi is really lucky; he just finished bragging." Wang Han glanced at him and quickly disappeared. It wouldn't be good for anyone to see him now, especially since his current fearless attitude towards the cold would be too frightening for them. Besides, saving someone in danger is the most effective time.
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Supply station.
Suddenly, a beam of light shone on Liu Qi's face in the darkness, and the blinding light made him instinctively reach out to shield his eyes.
"How did you get in?" a stern voice rang out from behind the lights, demanding an explanation.
“Illegal…illegal driving,” Liu Qi said, shielding his eyes from the bright headlights.
"This is a violation; you've committed theft," a stern voice rebuked.
“I didn’t steal it, I borrowed it. The card belongs to my maternal grandfather (he needs the card to drive the transport truck),” Liu Qi said.
"Bullshit! The car is public property of the coalition government. Do you think your grandpa can just lend it out?"
"The flashlight beam is too bright, please turn it off. It's keeping me awake," a young voice complained. It wasn't far from Liu Qi and Han Duoduo.
"Uh..." Upon hearing this, the authoritative voice immediately became embarrassed. He said helplessly, "Wang Han, I was just teasing those two, don't expose me. Besides, you're a newcomer too, I wasn't trying to make fun of you."
"Bang, bang..." The sound of knocking on the iron gate rang out.
"What are you doing, staying up so late?" The lights came on, illuminating the surroundings. It turned out to be a series of iron doors and cubicles, like a prison. A policeman stood in front of the thin young man holding a flashlight and demanded.
"Officer, I'm just getting to know the new guy. More friends mean more opportunities," the young man said with a weak smile.
"Go to sleep," the policeman said, turning and leaving.
“My name is Tim. My dad is from Beijing and my mom is from Melbourne. We’re a Sino-foreign joint venture.” After the police left, the thin young man introduced himself: “That guy over there is called Wang Han. He’s much smarter than you guys. He came in with you. I don’t know what he did wrong. I was just about to ask him when he saw through me.”
'Looks like it's about to begin soon.' Wang Han glanced at it, then closed his eyes and went back to sleep. Using illusion magic to control a few insignificant people and forge his own identity was incredibly easy for Wang Han.
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