I traverse America, using holy light to quell American terror!

On the intercontinental highway.

Li Yuan, riding the Holy Light Motorcycle, and Grace, dressed in a retro dress in the sidecar, both became the focus of attention on the entire highway.

Passing vehicles would occasionally whistle at Li Yuan, praising the motorcycle he was riding.

"Hey bro, your car's really cool!"

"Your date's vintage dress is so beautiful!"

Because there were many vehicles on the road during the day, Li Yuan did not speed up and just drove at a normal speed.

This is what drew the attention of the other drivers to Grace and her eye-catching motorcycle.

Li Yuan chuckled and waved to the driver, then slightly increased the speed.

Grace, sitting in the side compartment, had a happy smile on her face.

She had never sat in such a thing before, nor had she ever experienced such a feeling.

Even though the wind that brushed past her ear was a little cool,

But Grace didn't feel anything at all; instead, she opened her arms and felt the wind blowing through her body.

Li Yuan reminded him helplessly:

"Hey Grace, watch out for the roadside. Be careful not to get your arm caught on a car or some debris."

Upon hearing this, Grace obediently withdrew her arm.

But he still had a big smile on his face.

Just then, a police siren suddenly sounded behind Li Yuan.

A police car suddenly came up from behind!

"Please pull over, motorcycle in front. I'll repeat that again, please pull over, motorcycle in front!"

As Li Yuan turned his head, the police car suddenly accelerated and came to a stop right in front of the motorcycle!

"Holy crap! American-style stop, huh?"

Li Yuan, who was traveling at high speed, quickly braked to a stop.

He reached out and grabbed Grace, who was about to fly away.

Li Yuan glanced at the two state troopers getting out of the car and curled his lip, then turned to Grace beside him with concern:

"Grace, are you alright?"

Grace smiled and shook her head, a hint of excitement still on her face.

It seemed a little regretful that it hadn't flown out earlier...

When the two police officers saw that Li Yuan was Asian, a satisfied smile immediately appeared on their faces.

I missed out last night, but it looks like I've already got the extra money for today.

One of the obese Black police officers winked at his colleague.

He then placed his hand on the butt of the rifle and commanded in a stern tone:

"Sir, please turn off the engine, get out of the car, and give me the keys!"

Li Yuan shrugged and said to the fat, dark-skinned man:

"Why? I wasn't speeding."

As the police approached, Li Yuan thought to himself:

"I should have started earlier; they still can't catch up, just like last night."

"Maybe."

Another burly white police officer shrugged, then pointed at Li Yuan and said:

"But you did not wear a helmet as required, the vehicle did not have a license plate, and there were no safety signs posted on the sidecar."

As he spoke, he pointed to Grace, who was sitting obediently in the side chamber:

"Furthermore, I suspect you of abducting women. Please get off the bus immediately, or we will take coercive measures against you!"

"What the hell?"

The police officer's words stunned Li Yuan.

The first few points are one thing, since Li Yuan's motorcycle didn't actually have those things on it, and he didn't have much to argue about.

But what's the situation with the policeman accusing him of abducting women?

Does he really look that much like a bad guy?

Li Yuan began to defend himself:

"What makes you think I'm abducting women? This is my friend, someone we know."

Grace looked up at the police officer, frowned, and nodded in agreement.

The police officer who was refuted smiled, not angry.

"Alright, since you two know each other."

He came to Li Yuan's side, patted Li Yuan's shoulder, and said in a low voice:

"Pay $6000 and I'll let you go. Otherwise, we'll confiscate your motorcycles and you'll have to come with us again."

As he spoke, he glanced at Grace and threatened with a smile:

"We won't touch your girlfriend, but there have been a lot of perverts around here lately, so it's hard for us to guarantee her safety."

This absurd scene made Li Yuan laugh in anger.

Li Yuan stared into the white police officer's eyes and asked in a calm tone:

"Does it have to be this way? I think you're going to get into trouble."

The white police officer paused for a moment, somewhat surprised.

He then turned to look at his partner, and the two of them burst into laughter at the same time.

"Haha, you country bumpkin, are you the son of a congressman? Or the son of the governor?"

Before Li Yuan could speak, the policeman arrogantly said:

"Even with those titles, I'm the one who calls the shots here!"

As he spoke, he spitting as he loudly cursed:

"You get the hell down here right now! Or I'll blow your head off!"

Li Yuan turned his face away, avoiding the flying saliva.

With a hint of disdain, she turned her head and instructed Grace, whose smile had faded, as she stood to the side:

"Grace, give them a sweet dream. Just shoot themselves in the car. It doesn't need to be too bloody."

Grace, with her icy gaze, nodded and slowly closed her eyes.

In an instant, Li Yuan could clearly feel that

A mental fluctuation swept through the surrounding air.

The two state troopers, unaware of the impending danger, continued to curse loudly.

The white police officer next to Li Yuan even reached out to him, intending to pull him off the motorcycle.

But just as his right hand was about to rest on Li Yuan's arm,

A look of horror immediately appeared on his face!

"Oh my god!"

The white police officer screamed, then quickly turned around and scrambled toward the police car.

The Black police officers' initial surprise gradually turned into fear.

At this moment, in the eyes of the two state troopers,

There isn't a single living person left on this interstate highway.

The Asian youths who were previously seen as extra income have suddenly turned into zombies!

Immediately afterwards, the horde of corpses swarmed in from both sides of the road, roaring as they chased after the two policemen.

"Fuck!"

The white police officer, who had fled back to his car, muttered a curse under his breath.

While trying to start the car, he shouted to the black man next to him:

"I told you to stop playing zombie games, and this has now become a reality!"

"How can you blame me for this?"

The Black police officer frowned, replied, and pulled out his gun.

He shouted urgently, watching the approaching horde of corpses:

"You'd better drive quickly! We're about to be surrounded!"

However, I don't know why.

The engine made a starting sound but wouldn't start at all.

"Damn it! What's going on?!"

The white police officer slammed his fist on the steering wheel.

Looking at the zombies gradually gathering around him, his eyes were filled with despair.

"Drive, Steve! Hurry! They're closing in!"

The Black police officer screamed in terror, watching the approaching zombies, and had already urinated.

"It won't start! Let's run!"

The Black police officer glanced at his large belly, trembling, and said to Steve:

"Try again, Steve! I can't run anymore!"

Hearing this, Steve had no choice but to try again.

However, when he turned the key again, the car actually started!

The Black police officer immediately let out a cheer:

"Well done, Steve! Let's get going! Let's run over all these damn zombies!"

Steve nodded, gritted his teeth, and slammed on the gas.

However, the expected engine roar did not sound the next second.

Instead, all that could be heard was the clicking sound of the accelerator being pressed lightly.

"What happened? Steve! What's wrong with the car?"

The Black police officer stared blankly at his colleague, not knowing what had happened.

Steve was pressing the accelerator hard, but the car didn't respond at all.

*Clap clap clap, clap clap clap!*

The sound of zombies banging on the car window woke the two of them.

The sound of zombies banging on the car window woke the two up.

They exchanged a glance, and a feeling of despair welled up from the bottom of their hearts.

Meanwhile, in reality, Li Yuan was sitting on a motorcycle.

Looking at the police car swaying slightly ahead, he whispered to Grace:

"Let's get a little further away before they die, understand?"

Grace, still with her eyes closed, nodded slightly and silently received Li Yuan's command.