After the divorce, the CEO's ex-wife deeply regretted her actions.

"Thank you for the treat," Chen Yun said softly, quickly searching the two men for their passes and weapons.

The surroundings were still chaotic, with alarms blaring and reports coming incessantly from the walkie-talkies.

Without dawdling, Chen Yun went straight to the maintenance opening of the ventilation duct on the right, swiped the access card he had just collected, and the electronic lock opened.

The ventilation duct was much narrower than I had imagined, but luckily he was thin.

Chen Yun deftly climbed into the pipe, gently closed the maintenance port, and took out the small night vision goggles he had prepared.

The pipes were pitch black, but Chen Yun knew the building's structure inside and out.

He knew that if he climbed twenty meters to the left along the ventilation duct and then turned right, he would reach a large intersection from which he could go straight to the outer wall of the parking lot.

A heat source was moving in the surveillance footage. Chen Yun's sneaky figure seemed to be wearing an invisibility cloak; no matter how you looked at it, you couldn't tell who it was.

The walkie-talkie was buzzing.

"Nothing was found on B2!" "A7 is empty too!"

"Quick, search! Where is that kid?" "No news! Everyone, get out there!" They were extremely anxious.

Chen Yun crawled swiftly through the pipe, pausing frequently at every turn to evade his pursuers. Like a cat, he moved without making a sound.

Finally, they reached the exit. Through the gap in the blinds, they could see the parking lot wall outside. Six meters down, his prepared motorcycle was waiting.

Just as I was about to turn on the ventilation, I suddenly felt a chill down my spine. Someone had noticed me coming here and turned on the emergency ventilation.

"That's clever enough," Chen Yun muttered, his hands moving even faster. This lock is really sturdy; he had to pry it open quickly.

Chen Yun tried to pry open the lock, but the cold wind howled as if trying to blow him back.

He gritted his teeth, his arms were taut, and beads of sweat dripped down his face.

"Damn it!" Chen Yun cursed, feeling the pressure inside the tube increasing.

My fingers were trembling violently, but there was no turning back now.

He was struggling against the airflow when suddenly, with a "click," the lock opened. Although the sound was faint, Chen Yun heard it clearly.

"It's done!"

He flung open the blinds, and a blast of cold air hit him. Six meters below, the black motorcycle was waiting.

Without saying a word, Chen Yun jumped, adjusting his posture to land precisely on the vehicle.

Who knew that when he jumped, all the parking lot lights suddenly turned on, glaringly bright.

Chen Yun squinted, his heart skipped a beat—the enemy had set an ambush.

"catch him!"

Several fully armed security guards rushed out of the darkness.

Unable to move in mid-air, Chen Yun could only adjust his landing point, steadily sit in the car seat, and reach for the start button.

"Bang!" A gunshot rang out, and a bullet grazed past her shoulder.

Chen Yun immediately started the engine! The motorcycle roared to life, like some kind of wild beast.

He twisted the accelerator hard, the front wheels lifted off the ground, and the rear wheels left a black mark on the ground as he headed straight for the nearest exit.

A police car drove sideways in front of him, trying to block him.

Chen Yun's lips curled into a cold smile. Instead of slowing down, he twisted the accelerator to the floor and sped toward the police car.

The police car driver definitely didn't expect him to be so tough; his face turned pale with fright.

When they were about two meters apart, Chen Yun suddenly swerved the car, narrowly missing the side of the police car.

At the same time, he raised his right leg and kicked the police car window hard, hitting the driver squarely in the temple.

The man's head lolled to the side, and he passed out on the spot. The police car went out of control and skidded.

Using the recoil from that kick, Chen Yun propelled his motorcycle onto the roof of the police car. As he landed, he pulled out steel balls he had prepared beforehand and tossed them behind him.

"Crack! Crack! Crack!" A bunch of tires exploded, and the cars chasing behind crashed into a mess, creating complete chaos.

Chen Yun kept his eyes straight ahead, focusing intently on his positioning.

He swerved his motorcycle around, freeing his hand to take out the walkie-talkie he had snatched from the security guard, tuned it to the frequency, and listened to the enemy's movements.

"He ran towards the south gate! Everyone, seal off the south gate immediately!" came the urgent order over the walkie-talkie.

Chen Yun smirked and quickly opened the motorcycle's smart system, typing out a few lines of code.

The screen immediately displayed an enemy distribution map—this was a backdoor program he had installed beforehand, capable of locking onto everyone in the building with communication devices.

"Fool." Chen Yun snorted coldly, immediately changed course, and headed towards the east gate.

The east gate is the least defended, with only two guards, and they've both been transferred to support the south gate.

The motorcycle engine roared through the night. With his extraordinary patience and lightning-fast reflexes, Chen Yun dodged obstacles and adjusted his route. His eyes were as cold as ice, and his mind raced as he calculated various threats and escape routes.

"Hold on for another ten seconds." Chen Yun gritted his teeth, gripped the accelerator tightly, and the motorcycle shot towards the East Gate like an arrow.

The railings at the east gate have been lowered, but this is no big deal for Chen Yun.

He accelerated sharply, the front wheel lifted high, and when he was still five meters away from the railing, Chen Yun pressed his entire weight forward, and the motorcycle flew up, perfectly clearing the railing.

"He's at the East Gate! He's broken through at the East Gate!" came a panicked shout from afar.

Unfortunately, it was too late. Chen Yun had already rushed out the gate, and the motorcycle nimbly disappeared into the city streets.

The pursuers were blocked by a bunch of obstacles he left behind, and could only watch helplessly as his figure disappeared into the night.

In the pitch-black night, motorcycles roared through the empty streets.

Chen Yun drove expressionlessly, the wind whistling past his ears, his heartbeat gradually calming.

He was temporarily out of danger, but he couldn't let his guard down. He squinted at the road ahead, mentally reconstructing the enemy's pursuit.

He abruptly turned and disappeared into a narrow alley. Surveillance was scarce, a loophole in the city's planning. He fiddled with his smart device on his wrist, hacking into the surveillance system.

Green grids flash, red dots mark cameras. Fingers fly, planning invisible routes.

"A bunch of good-for-nothings!" he scoffed. The technological advantage was only temporary; the enemy had abundant resources and would besiege the city sooner or later.

Suddenly, the road turns, leading through alleys into an old industrial area. Abandoned warehouses and factories stand side by side, a haven for fugitives.

As we drove into the dilapidated old warehouse, silence fell the moment the engine was turned off.

Checking the fuel level under the moonlight. The fuel tank is more than half full, enough for an escape. A quick tap of the hide button activates silent mode.

"Let's see what they're up to." He pulled out his micro-terminal and connected to the enemy's communications. He had planted this backdoor long ago, and the other side was still in the dark.

The encrypted data flowed freely, completely transparent to him. The enemy mobilized all their forces, setting up roadblocks, deploying police, and conducting a widespread manhunt.

"Damn! That was some pretty nimble movements," Chen Yun cursed under his breath, the situation becoming even more dangerous.

The main exits were sealed off, and a professional tracking team was dispatched. Time was not on his side.

Many possibilities flashed through my mind. I adjusted the city map on my wristwatch, marked control points, and searched for loopholes.

He happened to run into a worker returning home late at night. He hunched over, pretending to be drunk, and swayed past.

"Dude! Working this late?" someone said.

"Damn foreman, I'm working like a dog." He deliberately rambled on, "This lousy company is a bloodsucker, I'm quitting as soon as I get back."

The man laughed and patted his shoulder: "Who isn't? Come have a drink!"

"Let's do it another day, my wife is waiting." He hiccuped and slipped away.

The figure disappeared, and vigilance immediately returned. The wristwatch indicated that the surveillance coverage had expanded, and the main road was under alert.

"We were prepared." A backup route was found; navigating the construction site's narrow paths was still safe. They scaled walls and jumped over railings to cross the construction site.

“The industrial dock in the southwest corner…” he muttered to himself, staring at the flashing weak point on the map.

With weak surveillance and regular shipments of cargo ships, it's an excellent springboard for escape!