Those were a few pickup trucks, purely American style, with a tall and rugged design.
Noticing those vehicles stopping, Ling Feng was taken aback for a moment, then his Divine Sense scanned the area.
He immediately discovered that the vehicles were occupied by burly men, each with fierce expressions, some were white and some were black.
Ling Feng thought it was strange, what were these people up to?
While wondering, the vehicles left the highway and slowly drove towards where the minibuses were parked.
Everyone noticed this scene, so they all put down their skewers.
"What are they up to?" Long Xiaoyu asked.
Ling Feng chuckled, "Maybe they caught the scent of the meat and want a piece of the action?"
The highway was over two hundred meters from the woods; the aroma of the meat couldn't possibly carry that far, Ling Feng was just joking.
He knew something was unusual about this but didn't mind it too much.
