Forester

() Mu Yan rushed into the residential area and found a few sparsely parked cars downstairs. He immediately stepped forward and tried to open the car doors one by one. However, the driver who stopped the car without locking the door and turning off the engine was almost invisible in Nepal.

Fortunately, just when Mu Yan was almost desperate, a Nepalese man walked out of a building and walked straight to a Tata car produced in India.

Mu Yan was overjoyed and immediately chased after the man. As soon as the man got into the car, he was pulled out by Mu Yan who rushed over before he could close the door. Mu Yan snatched the car key from his hand and pushed him aside.

He got in the car, closed the door, started the car, started and rushed out, Mu Yan did it in one go.

It wasn't until Mu Yan drove away that the Nepalese man realized what he was doing. He got up and chased after him, roaring at the top of his lungs.

Mu Yan ignored him and rushed out.

At this moment, a Land Rover rushed in and passed Mu Yan's car.

When Allen spotted the Nepalese man running and screaming, he immediately realized and turned the Land Rover around.

Mu Yan had already stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, but the Land Rover behind him still quickly caught up.

Although Tata Motors and Land Rover are both brands under the Tata Motors Group, they are very different. One is a rich and handsome returnee from overseas, while the other is a short, poor man from the countryside. Their performance is not at the same level at all.

Mu Yan was very annoyed. He swung the steering wheel and cleverly blocked the front of the Land Rover, preventing it from getting close to the side. Otherwise, with the size of the Land Rover, if he squeezed even a little bit, his poor Tata would have to roll over.

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However, the racing skills of biologists and CIA agents not only lost the starting point but also lost on the road. What happened next undoubtedly fully proved this point.

Land Rover, which was following closely, rushed up and nudged Tata's butt a few times. Tata became erratic and uncontrollable, and then Land Rover came up.

Allen rolled down the window and pointed the pistol in his hand at Mu Yan's head.

"parking!"

Allen tried to force Mu Yan's Tata car to stop.

Naturally, Mu Yan would not give up. There was a three-way intersection in front of him. He turned the steering wheel and the Tata car immediately entered the road on the left.

However, the Land Rover soon caught up and Allen started shooting at the Tata car's tires.

Bang bang...

After several gunshots, Mu Yan's Tata car had a flat tire. The fast-moving car lost its balance and instantly hit the guardrail on the roadside and rushed down the valley next to it.

Seeing the Tata car rushing down the valley, the Land Rover also braked suddenly. The three CIA agents got out of the car, quickly walked to the side of the road, leaned out and looked at the valley below.

"Why did you just shoot and blow out its tires?"

Roscoe stared at Allen and asked in surprise.

"It's useless to say anything now. Go down and see if he's dead."

Allen obviously did not expect that shooting would lead to such a result, and he was depressed.

The three of them separated and groped towards the bottom of the valley from three directions.

Mu Yan climbed out of the driver's seat with great difficulty. He was covered in blood, had multiple contusions on his body, and his right leg was almost unconscious.

Must leave here immediately!

Mu Yan turned his head away and saw a Land Rover parked on the roadside in the distance, and three CIA agents touched it from three different directions. He sighed and immediately dragged his injured leg into the bushes.

This is a dense bush, and it is difficult to find traces when walking in.

Not long after, William, who arrived first, discovered the blood stains left by Mu Yan and chased after him.

Hearing the rustling sound behind him, Mu Yan knew that only one person was chasing him. He immediately walked around the bushes and walked back from the side. Soon, William appeared in his field of vision.

William was searching there following the blood trail left by Mu Yan, but he never expected that Mu Yan, who was already seriously injured, would dare to turn around and ambush him.

Before William noticed his presence, Mu Yan pounced on him, clamped one arm around his neck, blocked his mouth with another arm, and at the same time wrapped his legs tightly around his lower body.

Mu Yan launched an attack on William like a python, and William, who was caught off guard, was tightly entangled by him.

Huge force was transmitted from Mu Yan's limbs to William's body, and William immediately panicked. This was the third time that he was frightened by Mu Yan.

William's neck was stuck, and it became increasingly difficult for William to breathe. His mouth was completely blocked by Mu Yan's arm, making him speechless. He could only bite down hard.

Mu Yan's scarlet blood flowed down his teeth and into William's throat, causing him to suffocate immediately as he was already having trouble breathing.

William stopped struggling, but Mu Yan did not let go immediately, and continued to hold his neck until his hands and feet went numb before he slowly let go.

After confirming that William was dead, Mu Yan picked up his Glock pistol, then found several magazine covers on his body, and immediately limped out of the bush.

Not long after, Allen and Roscoe also followed the blood trail. When they found William lying motionless on the ground, their anger resounded like a volcano erupting throughout the world.

Mu Yan heard the screams of the two men from a distance, and without looking back, he ignored the cutting of the bushes and ran towards the road over there at high speed.

The bottle of magical water was still left in the room of the Himalaya Hotel. He wanted to rush back to get it before these CIA agents had time to react.

Not long after, Mu Yan got rid of Allen and Roscoe and returned to the road. Then, he found their Land Rover, started the car and drove away, leaving them chasing in the bushes angrily.

An hour later, Mu Yan returned to the Himalaya Hotel. He abandoned the Land Rover on the roadside, put on the windbreaker that someone left in the car, entered the hotel, and took the elevator to his room.

The room was unlocked. Mu Yan held the pistol tightly and carefully pushed the door open. There was no one in the room. The water bottle that Mu Yan desperately wanted to come back and take away was also standing intact on the table.

It turned out that the CIA agent who was the last to leave just closed the door and did not lock it. Mu Yan was overjoyed, picked up the water bottle and left the room.

At the same time, CIA technicians at another base in Kathmandu have tracked the location of the Land Rover.

"Surround the Himalaya Hotel immediately!"

Lieutenant Colonel Richard, the current top commander of the CIA in Nepal, issued an order, and the agents who had been waiting for him quickly rushed to the Himalaya Hotel.

As soon as Mu Yan stepped out of the elevator, a CIA agent who arrived first shot him recklessly.

Mu Yan was caught off guard and was shot in the right shoulder and fell to the ground. Fortunately, the bullet passed through his body and was ejected.

Hearing the sudden gunshot, people walking through the hotel lobby immediately ran around in panic.

Mu Yan took the opportunity to get up, blended in with the crowd and rushed out of the Himalaya Hotel.

When the agent saw Mu Yan running out, he immediately followed him with a gun, but was quickly targeted by several Nepali police officers who came after hearing the news.

The agent had no choice but to put away his pistol and blend into the crowd, and stopped tracking Mu Yan. However, he also informed surrounding colleagues of Mu Yan's dress and whereabouts through the walkie-talkie.

The windbreaker Mu Yan wore was very big and conspicuous, but if he didn't wear this windbreaker and walked in the crowd with his bloody upper body naked, his target would be even more obvious.

Mu Yan blended in with the crowd and walked into the bustling and noisy clothing street.

Although Nepal is a small plateau country, its population has exceeded 30 million. Its capital, Kathmandu, has a history of thousands of years and is a famous tourist destination. With a population of nearly one million, the streets are even more overcrowded.

At first glance, there were crowds of people. Even if the CIA had the courage to open fire here, they could only squeeze in the crowd and approach Mu Yan.

Mu Yan quietly walked into a men's clothing store. When he came out, he had taken off his windbreaker and put on ordinary local clothes, blending in with the crowd without being noticeable.

CIA finally lost track of its target, Mu Yan left the street, took a taxi and drove away.

Half an hour later, Mu Yan walked into Swayambhu Temple.

There are more than 2,700 large and small temples in Kathmandu. It is known as the "City of Temples". In the city center alone, which covers an area of ​​7 square kilometers, there are more than 250 temples, Buddhist halls and sutra pagodas. It can be said that 'five steps and one temple'

, "Ten steps and one nunnery", forming a peculiar scene of "there are as many temples as residences and as many Buddha statues as residents".

Most people in Nepal believe in Hinduism and are the only country in the world where Hinduism is the state religion. However, even so, as the birthplace of Buddha Sakyamuni, Buddhism here has been flourishing since ancient times.

Swayambhu Temple is located on a hill within the ring road on the west side of Kathmandu. It was built in the 3rd century AD. It is the oldest Buddhist temple in Nepal and a famous Buddhist holy place. From the temple, you can have a vivid panoramic view of Kathmandu.

The reason why Mu Yan came here is because his only friend in Nepal is here.

Soon, Mu Yan met his friend, Lama Dropuba.

"Don't ask me why I came here. I urgently need a Zen room to rest without being disturbed."

Before Lama Dropuba could ask, Mu Yan said immediately.

"Okay, I'll take you to the meditation room where I do my homework."

Lama Zhuopuba frowned slightly, but he didn't ask any more questions, and immediately took Mu Yan into the temple. After going around seven times, they came to a secluded Zen room. This was already the inner courtyard of the temple, and there were usually no

Visitors come in and disturb.

"Go and do your business first, don't tell anyone I'm here."

Entering the Zen room, Mu Yan said softly.

Lama Dropuba nodded, turned around and left the meditation room, closed the door and left.

Mu Yan immediately fell on the bed. He was now covered in wounds. Although the wounds were no longer bleeding, the waves of indescribable pain overran all his strength.

Finally having the chance to lie down, Mu Yan slowly closed his eyes, and the wound regeneration began to accelerate.

During this period, Lama Dropuba came back to see Mu Yan, but saw that he had fallen asleep on the bed, so he did not disturb him. However, Mu Yan woke up again the next day.

After more than ten hours of deep sleep, Mu Yan's injuries had healed.

After taking a hot bath, Mu Yan put on the clean clothes of Lama Dropuba and immediately felt refreshed.

Only then did Lama Dropuba come over and ask why.

Mu Yan immediately told Lama Dropuba everything about the CIA's pursuit of him, except of course the existence of the mysterious Qingshui.

"Blessed by Bodhisattva, if you survive the catastrophe, you will be blessed later."

Mu Yan's experience was like a real-life Hollywood blockbuster, which shocked Lama Dropuba.

"I have to notify the people at the embassy and ask them to come and pick me up."

The CIA's methods were so powerful that Mu Yan did not dare to go to the embassy to seek asylum in person. He could only call the embassy staff. However, he still underestimated the CIA's methods and determination to catch him. Now all the embassy's phone calls were monitored by them.

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“Muyan is at Swayambhu Temple!”

Before the embassy staff launched a rescue operation for Mu Yan, CIA agents had already rushed towards Swayambhu Temple from all directions.

Fortunately, when the CIA agents entered the Swayambhu Temple, Lama Dropuba was accompanying Mu Yan to visit the temple. At this time, Mu Yan was dressed in local clothes, walking slowly and lightly among the strange-shaped pagodas.

In the eyes of outsiders, he looks like a devout Buddhist who comes to worship.

The agents did not find Mu Yan, but Mu Yan found them. They were running around the temple like flying, looking in a hurry, so it was strange that they did not attract anyone's attention.

"My whereabouts have been exposed. I have to leave here immediately. You can get me a set of cassocks to put on."

Mu Yan whispered to Lama Dropuba.

Lama Dropuba also discovered these intruders. He immediately led Mu Yan into a pagoda hall not far away, took a cassock for him to change into, and also put a yellow lama cap on his head.

The hat just covers the hair.

"I have long said that you should also become a lama."

Lama Dropuba saw Mu Yan put on his cassock and looked like an enlightened monk, so he couldn't help but joked.

"Buddha bless me. If I can escape this disaster, I will fast and recite Buddha's name for three years."

Mu Yan solemnly promised.

"Don't lie before the Buddha's throne."

After hearing this, Lama Dropuba put his hands together and recited.

"Don't dare to deceive the Buddha."

Mu Yan clasped his hands together and promised again.

After making the promise, Lama Zhuopuba immediately left the pagoda hall with Mu Yan and walked outside the temple as if nothing had happened.

At this time, many CIA agents had entered the temple, and they were searching everywhere for traces of Mu Yan.

Just as Lama Dropuba said, Mu Yan, who was wearing cassock, looked so much like a Buddhist disciple that it was difficult for outsiders to recognize him. The two of them passed by an agent, and the man didn't notice anything at all.

Swayambhu Temple is a world-famous Buddhist holy place. CIA agents did not dare to brazenly conduct a rough search in the name of the world, and they did not dare to touch the lamas in the temple. This undoubtedly allowed Mu Yan to take advantage of the loophole.

After leaving Swayambhu Monastery, Mu Yan said goodbye to Lama Dropuba, then got into a taxi and left.

"Go north, enter the country at Zhangmu Port, and return to the motherland!"

After thinking for a long time in the taxi, Mu Yan decided on a new escape route in the future.