Although Yue Heng had the idea of exploring this land, he had no choice.
But this was a foreign country, and he didn't plan to stay for long.
So, he continued on with his planned itinerary.
The next morning, Yue Heng entered the Rust Belt in the eastern part of Mai.
The Rust Belt originally referred to the northeastern part of Mai, near the Great Lakes. It was an area where traditional industries had declined. Now, it could be generalized to refer to an area where industries had declined.
In the late 19th century to the early 20th century, steel, glass, chemicals, logging, mining, railways, and other industries in Mai flourished, creating a large number of industrial cities.
However, ever since Mai entered an economic system dominated by the tertiary industry, the heavy industries in these areas have declined.
Many factories were abandoned, and the machines were gradually covered in rust. Hence, it was called the Rust Belt.
It was called the Rust Belt for short.
On the first day in the Rust Belt, Yue Heng saw an abandoned industrial town.
The tall iron tower was rusted, and the factories beside the road were dilapidated. A few crows stood on the poles without wires, preening their feathers and cawing hoarsely.
The town was deserted, and the wind from the wilderness picked up the plastic bags on the road and stuck them on the windshield of the BMW wagon.
Yue Heng parked the car next to a factory.
It was getting dark, and he didn't plan to travel at night. He planned to camp here.
Yue Heng took out a tent from the wagon and set it up on the flat ground.
Then, he walked around the factory.
This abandoned factory should have been a mechanical processing plant. There was still a lot of production equipment in the factory, but it was all rusted and unusable.
The once bustling factory was now a paradise for animals and plants.
But in one of the largest factories, Yue Heng found fresh traces of human activity.
There were a lot of empty beer cans, food wrappers all over the floor, and trash like cigarette butts, bones, and condoms.
Obviously, someone had recently held a carnival here.
There were a lot of participants.
Yue Heng didn't care. He found some wood and stuffed it into his storage space.
Then, he returned to the campsite and set up a bonfire.
When night fell, the blazing bonfire dispelled the surrounding darkness and coldness.
Yue Heng set up a barbecue rack next to the fire.
Having a storage space was simply too convenient. Yue Heng stored a large amount of fresh ingredients in it.
Due to the time constant effect of the space, the steaks, mutton, sausages, mushrooms, vegetables and other ingredients that he took out to barbecue were no different from when he bought them.
Barbecue tools and condiments were all available.
Of course, there was beer.
Sitting in an armchair, Yue Heng drank beer while grilling a steak. Looking up at the boundless starry sky, the memories of his previous life flooded his mind.
The long night had just begun.
The next morning, Yue Heng resumed his journey.
After driving for tens of kilometers along the long interstate highway, Yue Heng suddenly noticed three motorcycles behind him.
These motorcycles were all modified heavy-duty Harleys, and their appearance was quite eye-catching. There was a metal skull hanging on the front of the motorcycles, and the riders were dressed in strange clothes. Their bare arms, necks, and faces were covered in tattoos.
Also, the three Harleys were driving side by side on the highway, and they quickly caught up to Yue Heng's BMW wagon.
Yue Heng thought for a moment and took the initiative to move to the right to let them go first.
In the end, one of the Harleys sped up and moved alongside him. The burly rider turned his head and revealed a ferocious smile.
He looked like a typical red-necked white man, and there was a star-spangled flag on his head.
Seeing that Yue Heng, who was driving, had an Asian face, he raised his middle finger at Yue Heng.
Then he suddenly leaned over!
Such a dangerous move, and the provocation was self-evident.
Yue Heng's eyes flashed, and he ignored the other party.
However, the red-necked rider became even more excited and roared, "Stop the car, you damn yellow monkey, I told you to stop the car!"
Yue Heng rolled down the window and extended his left hand out of the window.
In his hand was a Ruger P85.
Bang!
The red-necked rider didn't see how a pistol suddenly appeared in Yue Heng's hand.
When he saw the black muzzle pointed at him, it was too late.
A bloody hole instantly exploded in his head, and he fell backward. The Harley he was driving immediately lost control and flipped over, creating sparks on the rough interstate road.
Seeing such a scene, the two Harley-Davidson horsemen behind him turned pale with fright.
One of the riders pulled out the revolver at his waist and sped up, ready to avenge his companion.
Bang!
However, Yue Heng raised his hand and fired again, sending him to his companion.
This time, the last rider was scared out of his wits. He quickly braked and slowed down, putting some distance between him and the station wagon.
How despicable!
Yue Heng observed the other party's movements through the rearview mirror and couldn't help but shake his head.
He knew that there was a Harley Gang in Mai.
Tattoos, beards, leather vests, long hair, and red necks, plus a flashy Harley motorcycle, formed the impression that most people had of the Harley Gang.
The members of the Harley Gang were all white. They liked to gather in groups and patrol the streets. In the name of defending freedom and safety, they liked to cause trouble and often attacked immigrants.
It could be said that all of them were members of the same race!
Some of the Halei Party's organizations were completely gang-like and engaged in illegal activities.
Yue Heng didn't expect to bump into the Harley Gang in this desolate Rust Belt.
He couldn't help but recall the scene he saw in the abandoned factory last night and had some guesses.
More than half an hour later, Yue Heng's premonition came true!
The Harley rider who ran away just now returned.
He wasn't alone, but with a whole team.
In the lead was a Optimus Prime heavy truck, but it had been modified to look like a wasteland. There were even people standing on the front of the truck playing bass. A few guys with weapons in their hands leaned out of the windows and roared.
Following behind were a few pickup trucks and dozens of Harley motorcycles.
A team of more than a hundred people!
Da da da!
When they were about a hundred meters away from the station wagon, a guy on the heavy truck opened fire.
He was using an automatic rifle!
The flying bullets hit Yue Heng's BMW caravan. A few bullets penetrated the glass of the rear compartment and pierced through the seats in the car.
One of the bullets hit Yue Heng's back.
But it was blocked by Yue Heng's God-of-War Armor.
However, more bullets hit the vehicle.
Damn!
Yue Heng was annoyed.
He opened the sunroof of the station wagon, got up, and got out.
Yue Heng stayed on the roof for a moment. He bent his legs and jumped high into the air, pouncing on the heavy truck behind him.
In the air, he suddenly swung his Xuanjie Heng Dao.
He cut off a rifle bullet flying towards him!
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