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Speaking of Yang Fann's and Bing Feng's love for each other, Bing Feng had purely fought her way out. From the moment they first met, Bing Feng had asked Yang Fann for help to capture Owner Lingnan King, until recently, Bing Feng had helped Yang Fann to settle Tong Sandai's affairs, as well as dealt with the gunners who had secretly attacked Yang Fann. Bing Feng's help to Yang Fann had far surpassed Yang Fann's assistance to her.0

Since Bing Feng was in a difficult situation, she did not know whether she was dead or alive. Furthermore, she was still calling Yang Fann's name while she was unconscious. It was fine if Yang Fann did not know, but since he did, there was no reason for him to stand aside and watch.

Even if a stranger was in trouble, Yang Fann would stand out, not to mention Bing Feng, who had an unusual relationship with him. Yang Fann was confident that with the Spatial Spirit Spring in his possession, as long as he could meet Bing Feng, and as long as Bing Feng still had a breath in her, he had a 90% chance of bringing her back from the gates of hell.

Of course, Yang Fann had no idea about Bing Feng's condition, whether she was injured or sick, nor did he know if spatial Spirit Spring could be of any use to her. Yao Ji's words were unclear. It seemed that if Yang Fann wasn't going, he wouldn't tell Yang Fann the truth.

Two hours sounded like a long time, but after a round around the bustling city, time was about up. When Yang Fann arrived at the State Business Building, he saw a middle-aged fatty with an extraordinary demeanor standing at the door. If he wasn't mistaken, this guy was Director General Qian, the one that the witch had told him to look for.

Seeing Yang Fann drive over, Director General Qian didn't say anything to him and just threw a file bag into the window. Without waiting for Yang Fann to say anything, he turned around and walked into the skyscraper, leaving Yang Fann with a fat back.

Yang Fann touched his nose. He didn't have any way to get his surname and money. He might as well be the safety director of a local city. He's just a small commoner, he can't just rush up and catch him and beat him up, right?

It wasn't that he couldn't beat her up, but the reason was, she hadn't spoken to him. Wasn't this too overbearing?

Yang Fann was full of anger, but he could only hold it in. He had more important things to do, so it was boring to argue with an old bureaucrat.

He opened the folder and saw that it really was his ID. It was an official passport, only valid for three months, but a trip to Myanmar was enough. As long as he could see the still alive Bing Feng, she would be alive and kicking again in less than half a month.

In addition to a passport, there was a plane ticket for the flight from Lingnan to Yangon, the capital of Myanmar.

It seemed like they moved to a place called Neibitu. It was said that it was to solve some national problem, since it was a mess. Yang Fann had never cared about the matters of Myanmar before, so he only had some impressions, but didn't know the specifics.

Since Yang Fann had decided to go to Jiang Tuo, even if Myanmar was like a dragon's lair or a tiger's lair, he still had to give it a try. However, it didn't seem that scary.

There were less than 10 hours before the plane took off, so Yang Fann did not have time to make any more preparations. Since he had already finished packing his clothes, he just called home to inform his family that he would not be able to go back for now. He had some urgent matters to attend to in Myanmar, so he decided to make a trip to Myanmar.

Jiangnan City wasn't very close to Lingnan, but if one walked at high speeds, ten hours should be enough. Otherwise, Director General Qian wouldn't prepare this ticket for Yang Fann.

The Ford Raptor arrived at Lingnan Airport half an hour earlier than planned. Yang Fann even ate a meal before boarding and didn't know what would happen after they left.

The flights to Burma were mostly made by domestic stewardesses. Even if there was a Burmese girl, it couldn't be a princess, at most it was a daughter of a chief or a young warlord.

Yang Fann didn't want to be a young master of a chief's family, nor did he want to be the son-in-law of a small warlord. Therefore, it was better not to meet any girls he met on the plane.

As for the flight attendant from China, forget it, they were all very reserved. If Yang Fann took the initiative to ask for her phone number, something might have happened. They were hoping that she would hand over the note to Yang Fann on her own accord, like the air stewardess from Air France.

When they arrived at Yangon, it was already near dark and it was raining. Luckily, Yang Fann had an umbrella in his Space of Jade Pendant, otherwise he would have been drenched in sweat the moment he stepped out of the airport.

Unlike China, Myanmar is a tropical monsoon climate with three distinct seasons, namely, the hot season (March-May), the rainy season (June-October) and the cool season (November-February). The best time to visit Burma is between November and February, not the rainy season.

If Yang Fann wanted to know, he could take the train or the passenger car. As a Chinese, it would be best if he didn't go by car, otherwise he might run into danger.

However, the train and car that had gone to the Mad Arch today were gone. He would have to wait until tomorrow morning.

Bing Feng's life was hanging by a thread, Yang Fann didn't have the time to stay in Yangon until tomorrow. He immediately bought a map of Myanmar at the airport, found a quiet place, and took out the Golden Bread Car from Space of Jade Pendant.

This Gold Cup van was confiscated from a few delinquents earlier on. Later on, Yang Fann bought the Ford Raptor and didn't drive it much. Now, in order to see Bing Feng earlier, he could only take it out and use it.

As for the Ford Raptor, of course Yang Fann left it at Lingnan Airport. Yang Fann did not want to keep such a big car in Space of Jade Pendant, if it was discovered, it would not be a good thing.

Whether it was night or dawn, it did not affect Yang Fann much. As long as he was careful not to get hit by other cars, it would be fine.

With Yang Fann's extraordinary reaction speed, even if Yang Fann encountered some danger, it didn't matter. He could still use Spirit Body to pull the van, even if it was on a cliff in front of him, Yang Fann wouldn't fall down and get killed.

The headlights of the Golden Cup drove through the rain, and the van shot up the road from Rangoon to the Arch like an arrow off a bow. The van had no license plates, some, but it was a deck of cards.

The vicinity of Yangon was still alright, the road conditions weren't bad, but the further they drove, the worse the road conditions would be. If it wasn't for Yang Fann's car skill being unparalleled, it would still be dangerous on a rainy day like this!

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