When he arrived at Hefei, he went to look for the longevity lock first.
After all, it was in the city, and it was a recycling center.
Mo Qiong looked around. If it was close, a piece of paper would be enough to lock onto it. Soon, he found the longevity lock.
"As expected … these things have been removed from the children long ago."
He saw the longevity lock in a pile of junk. There were many children's belongings and even clothes. They had been covered in dust for a long time. It seemed like they had been thrown here long ago.
According to Qin Ya, this antique was a collector's item. However, at this moment, it was thrown into an inconspicuous corner like trash.
Beside them, Mo Qiong found the GPS that he had shot over and retrieved it.
"This must be one of the places that the gang will stay."
Mo Qiong made a mental note and rushed to the nearby county that night.
In the middle of the night, he retrieved the other five GPSs in the county.
These five GPSs were gathered in the corridor on the second floor of a travel agency.
"Hey, are you looking for a house or someone?" A fat woman followed Mo Qiong upstairs and asked him suspiciously.
After all, after Mo Qiong came in, he ran upstairs.
"A house. But I have to take a look. This place is a little dirty." Mo Qiong smiled.
It was certain that this travel agency was related to the gang.
The human trafficking gang would never find a random place to stay.
However, Mo Qiong did not ask further. He left after a while.
It took Mo Qiong only four hours to rush here from Weifang. The GPS was not discovered, but this place was empty.
There was no doubt that the child had been transferred normally, or had started to be transported to other places. Hefei was just a stop on the way.
"Four hours ago, they were in this corridor. Now, they are gone … This means that they were leaving with the children."
Mo Qiong furrowed his brows. Four hours was enough for them to travel a long distance.
Mo Qiong needed to use the GPS to track them.
If he threw a piece of paper, he would be able to catch it, but who knew when he would be able to catch them.
In other words, he had to use live arrows.
However, it was late at night. It was almost midnight. Where could he buy a bat?
Even if he bought a bat and chased after them, what if they stopped and continued to transport the children?
He needed time to chase after them. By the time he got there, they would be gone. Should he continue to chase after them? In the end, it was very likely that they would only catch up at the final station.
If the five children were to be transported separately, it would be even more troublesome.
"Tsk … Actually, the best living arrow isn't a bat."
"It's me …"
Mo Qiong smiled. If he chased after his target at high speed, he could interrupt him at any time.
After all, he couldn't shoot himself, so he had to use a vehicle. As long as he pushed away the vehicle's reset point, he would be able to interrupt the absolute hit on the previous point.
In terms of flexibility and maneuverability, there was no living arrow more perfect than him.
The only drawback was that a living human flying in the sky was much more abnormal than an animal.
He could still dive in the sea, but what about on land? He couldn't possibly escape into the ground, right?
However, at night, they could fly directly.
He was dressed in black. As long as he flew high enough and was not in a brightly lit city, it would be fine.
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In the corner of the county, he found an apartment.
She ran to the top floor and found that the door to the rooftop was locked.
But it didn't matter. He leaned on the windowsill at the end of the corridor and looked out, locking onto a cloud in the sky.
He casually threw a stick out of the window, then grabbed the stick and jumped out of the window.
However, he didn't fall. His body was lifted high into the sky along with the stick, and he ran towards the clouds.
After passing the height of the rooftop, he looked straight at the rooftop and found a landing point. Then, he casually threw a pen and quickly grabbed it.
At the same time, he let go of the stick and his whole body was carried towards the rooftop by the pen.
With a click, he let go of the pen and landed on the rooftop. As for the stick, because he had reset the landing point, it had already landed on the rooftop.
"Phew … I'm still a little nervous."
Everyone was afraid of heights. The only difference was that some people were afraid of heights, and some people were afraid of death.
Mo Qiong originally planned to only use the stick for that earlier operation. However, halfway through, he threw the pen with his other hand and did the safest operation.
"This place is not bad. It's very spacious and there are no tall buildings around."
On the rooftop, Mo Qiong tried jumping off a few more times. He easily flew back and confirmed that he didn't have acrophobia.
Then, he took off the backpack on his back and pushed it forward lightly.
Although he could simply throw a piece of clothing and fly, it was too inconvenient.
He wanted something that was sturdy and could be easily repositioned at any time.
The backpack was quite good. It could be sitting, hanging, lying, or even lying down.
After buckling the shoulder straps and locking the belt, Mo Qiong and the backpack could be tightly locked together.
It was also very convenient for him to leave the backpack when necessary.
He bought this backpack from a junior high school student who was still fooling around in the middle of the night. He casually took out three hundred yuan and the student happily poured out all the books and gave him the backpack. He even helped him get a few sturdy canvas bags from home.
At this moment, the backpack was floating forward at a slow speed of ten centimeters per second.
Then, Mo Qiong followed the backpack and put on the shoulder straps. He fastened the belt and put the backpack on the front.
Hugging the backpack tightly, Mo Qiong retracted his legs. His feet suddenly left the ground and his body floated on top of the backpack.
He was flying, but at this speed, even if he was flying, Mo Qiong might as well ride a bicycle.
"Next is the air acceleration …"
The worrisome situation on the plane was both a disaster and a blessing.
For a closed cabin, it was indeed very dangerous. However, if it was only a semi-enclosed hot air balloon structure, it would be an accelerator.
Lying on the backpack, Mo Qiong took out the canvas bag and wrapped it tightly with both hands. He put it in front of his mouth and blew with all his might.
"Whoosh!"
In an instant, the canvas bag suddenly bulged and jumped forward.
Mo Qiong's hands hurt and he almost couldn't hold it.
The initial speed of a person's breath was usually ten meters per second. Therefore, when Mo Qiong breathed normally, he didn't make any big movements.
However, if he blew with all his strength, based on the initial speed alone, a person could blow out a typhoon of twelve to thirteen.
It could be around thirty-two to forty meters per second.
Of course, it was just an analogy to say that a typhoon's speed would decrease rapidly due to resistance.
However, Mo Qiong's air arrow wasn't like that. It would maintain its speed and hit the target without any decrease.
This was a constant and continuous thrusting force.
Because the path was the same, the backpack allowed Mo Qiong to fly while the canvas bag allowed Mo Qiong to accelerate.
At this moment, he was flying towards the children at a speed of thirty-five meters per second. In other words, it was 126km/h.
This speed was already faster than a car on the highway.
However, on the other hand, Mo Qiong also felt the feeling of being hit by a typhoon. He couldn't even open his eyes.
"But I don't feel dizzy … It's alright to fly on my own …"
"I'll just make do with it this time. If I get the money this time, I must get some good equipment when I go home."
"A backpack and a bag. It's really too simple."
Mo Qiong's face was distorted as he lay on the backpack. The whistling sound beside his ears was especially loud.
His body flew through the air. He controlled all the air that he squeezed out to fly into the canvas bag to maintain his speed.
Furthermore, as long as he controlled it carefully, the air that he squeezed out could even form an air current to hit his legs, stomach, and chest.
From the bottom to the top, he could form an air current to support himself.
This allowed him to not have to put all his weight on the backpack in mid-air. The other parts of his body also had a slight buoyancy as if there was always an air current below him.
However, because he couldn't fly himself, unless he bought a winged suit, he could only rely on air buoyancy to land slowly. Without a backpack, he still couldn't float.
"Whoosh!"
Mo Qiong, who was flying through the air, was above the highway. Using the cover of the night, he chased all the way.
However, because he was chasing after them personally, he couldn't possibly know which car he was chasing. However, it didn't matter. According to what he knew, the gang sent people one stop at a time and didn't send them all the way to their destination in one go.
Otherwise, if they were to stay in the car for ten hours, even if adults could bear it, children couldn't.
The gang that set off at night would definitely stop when it was daytime and then stay in a certain city for another day.
"Eh?" After flying for about an hour, Mo Qiong realized that he couldn't see the road anymore. He was getting further and further away from the highway and started to cross mountains.
"Are we almost there? No, they should have arrived. They left the highway and are driving horizontally. My path is getting further and further away. "
As he flew, Mo Qiong squinted his eyes and realized that there was a big tree on the hill in front of him.
If he continued to fly like this, he would definitely hit that tree.
"Wait … Don't you plan to go around it?"
Mo Qiong was shocked. He hurriedly let go of the canvas bag and released the air arrow.
Then, he blew diagonally upwards and adjusted the direction with his mouth.
After going around the tree, Mo Qiong hurriedly continued to fly up until he reached a height of a few hundred meters. Then, he released the air arrow again.
"This height is good enough."
After being blown by the cold wind for a long time, Mo Qiong felt cold all over.
However, the other party had already stopped. He was now going straight to his destination. If he persevered, he could definitely catch up.
After persevering for about four hours, Mo Qiong felt that he should be arriving soon. In front of him was a small county.
"Where is this …"
Mo Qiong hurriedly reset his speed. He lay on his backpack and floated at a speed of a few meters per second.
He took out his phone and located his current location. He found that he was in a county under the jurisdiction of a city in Gan Province.
Mo Qiong was speechless. "Damn … I'm in another province. I flew more than 500 kilometers."
When he was about to enter the city, Mo Qiong slowly floated down and found a place to land.
"I almost died from the cold … I can't go back. I have to earn some money and get a set of equipment first."
Mo Qiong rubbed his arms, lit a cigarette, and began to follow the smoke to find the specific location of his target.
He looked tired and didn't sleep. He couldn't help but take a few deep breaths.
If it was in the past, he would have choked on the smoke. However, he unexpectedly succeeded this time. He couldn't help but feel more energized.
He had traveled all the way from Deng Province. He had been through trains, planes … and even flying himself.
At this moment, when he saw the smoke entering a run-down hotel, he couldn't help but sigh. It wasn't easy to earn some money.
With a cigarette in his mouth, he knocked on the closed metal door below.
"Who is it! It's closed! "A shout came from upstairs.
Mo Qiong ignored it and continued to kick the door.
The person upstairs hurriedly ran down and opened the door. He glanced at Mo Qiong and was about to chase him away.
However, Mo Qiong blew a mouthful of smoke into his face. The smoke went straight into his nose.
"Cough cough cough …" The person choked twice and felt Mo Qiong push him aside and barged in.
"Get a room. I want to stay," Mo Qiong said.
The person hurriedly chased after him and stopped him in the living room. "Stop, we haven't opened the door yet."
"It's almost dawn. Why haven't you opened the door yet?" Mo Qiong walked straight with a cigarette in his mouth. The person was so weak that he couldn't stop him at all.
After being dragged for two steps and seeing that he was about to go upstairs, the person said helplessly, "Okay okay okay, I'll open it for you."
Mo Qiong followed him to the counter and glanced at the room distribution map.
The person said, "204. Don't quarrel so early in the morning. There are customers."
Mo Qiong shook his head. "I don't like 4. 205 it is."
"205 won't do. Someone's staying in it." The person's expression changed.
Mo Qiong took a puff and said, "It's okay. I'll go talk to him. I guarantee that they will exchange rooms with me."
As he spoke, he started to walk upstairs again.
The person stopped him and said, "Don't. How about 206?"
"No, I don't like the number 6." Mo Qiong said stubbornly.
The person was so angry that his nose was crooked. He stared and said, "Are you looking for trouble?!"
Hearing this, Mo Qiong stopped. He glanced at him.
The person thought that Mo Qiong had stopped. However, after a second, Mo Qiong suddenly exploded.
"Bang!"
Mo Qiong kicked the counter that weighed more than ten kilograms and threw the cigarette on the ground.
"With my bad temper, you say that I'm looking for trouble? Do you want to fight? "This sudden outburst scared the person so much that he took three steps back.
The person was really frightened by Mo Qiong. He had never seen such an unreasonable person! He was completely unreasonable.
"You … You f * cker … If you dare to touch me, I'll call the police!" The person threatened.
Mo Qiong was happy. He took out his phone and dialed 110.
The person's expression changed. He hurriedly grabbed his phone and shouted, "Come down quickly. Someone's causing trouble!"
There seemed to be people listening upstairs. When they heard the shout, a few people's footsteps immediately came down.
Mo Qiong sneered. That's right.
He had chased after them for an entire night. He was so cold that his face was almost paralyzed. He just wanted to move around.
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