"Don't worry, I'm here." Ye Feng knew what she was worried about, he comforted her.
This finally made Anjou Prince feel a little more at ease.
However, the bearded man was more cautious than he had imagined.
There were two motorcycles behind him, but he still made a few circles on the road to prevent being followed.
Fortunately, Ye Feng had the positioning system given by John Bull, and with his sensitive consciousness, he was not shaken off.
If it was someone else, even if they had a positioning system, they would probably be confused.
Finally, after another half an hour on the road, the truck arrived at a waste recycling station.
The recycling station was just beside the road and occupied at least tens of thousands of square meters. The structures inside were dilapidated which made people avoid them.
Just as Ye Feng and the others were observing this place, a person suddenly walked out.
"Vulture, you're back?"