At this moment, Shen Lan and Xia Chuan finally understood what Professor Linton meant by "information chaos leading to mental confusion".

It referred to Xia Liang's current madness, where he couldn't make sense of the situation and was mentally disoriented, thus becoming irritable and wanting to kill anyone he saw. It wasn't stupidity.

Because during the more than ten minutes of pursuit, he immediately understood the difference between Shen Lan and Xia Chuan. He knew Shen Lan was the more difficult and troublesome one to deal with.

So when Shen Lan and Xia Chuan were each caught by a tentacle, Xia Liang immediately stretched out the remaining six tentacles, without exception, all pouncing directly at Shen Lan, not giving him even a moment to breathe, wrapping him up tightly from top to bottom.

Seeing the tentacle locked on Xia Chuan's shoulder tightening and sliding towards his neck, Shen Lan shouted to Xia Chuan while struggling: "Quick, turn around and call him Dad!"

The three people in the communicator: "..."

Xia Chuan: "............................................................................."

Dennis, whose memory had been completely erased and had forgotten the complex relationships, couldn't help but sigh: "Damn, calling him Dad if you can't beat him, have you no shame?"

Xia Chuan's expression instantly became colorful. He froze his face and painstakingly turned his gaze towards Xia Liang under the tightening tentacles.

Logically speaking, it was completely appropriate for him to call Xia Liang "Dad", not excessive at all, but even in the previous peaceful atmosphere he found it a bit hard to say, let alone in this chaotic situation...

But now it wasn't just him being grabbed and strangled to death by Xia Liang, but also Shen Lan.

So Xia Chuan, who always cared about face, stiffly made a one-second mental struggle and ideological construction in his heart, and finally opened his mouth slightly.

As a result, before he could call out "Dad", Xia Liang had already tightened the tentacles again. Xia Chuan was instantly choked hoarse, unable to make any sound at all.

This was no longer a joke. He felt his air intake was cut off, and his blood was suddenly locked above his neck, bulging so much that his blood vessels were "throbbing" along with it.

His deep brown eyes flashed with two stars of light under the dim light of the underground river, and his gaze at Xia Liang was extremely complex.

The darkness had no effect on Xia Liang, he could still see everything here clearly, including Xia Chuan's eyes.

For a moment, Xia Chuan suddenly felt that the tentacle around his neck seemed to be loosening, and Xia Liang was also fixed in place, facing his direction, not knowing what he was thinking, as if there was a trace of hesitation.

Xia Chuan took two deep breaths in this loosening gap and was about to speak again, when he heard a loud "splash" of water, as if something huge had heavily plunged into the water beside him, splashing up sky-high water. Xia Chuan only felt his eyes blur and his whole body spinning, as if being pulled and thrown out by something.

Immediately afterwards, he felt a gust of wind blowing in front of his face. He subconsciously leaned his head back and squinted to dodge.

With a crisp "pop", the tentacle that had been locking his neck was forcefully slapped open by something, with such force that the tentacle reflexively retracted, and then heavily hit the stone wall.

When Xia Chuan fell from mid-air, he opened his eyes and sure enough, he saw Shen Lan, who had turned back into a mosasaur, fighting fiercely with Xia Liang in the water. Whether it was the tail that weighed thousands of kilograms with a shocking striking power, or the teeth as sharp as a shark's, it made people tremble with fear at the sight.

He fell on the mosasaur's broad back as expected, solid with a slight fleshy feel, so it wasn't very painful. But the next second, he was thrown into the river by a swipe of the mosasaur's tail, and then Shen Lan's huge and powerful tail swung violently several times behind him, pushing Xia Chuan far away with the waves it created, along with the unconscious Gardner and Anyao who were also swept away by him.

Xia Chuan swiftly grabbed one with each hand, and his whole body instantly sank, making it much harder to swim forward.

Immediately afterwards, the mosasaur suddenly turned its head and bit one of Xia Liang's tentacles, swinging it hard with a tearing force.

Xia Liang was thrown by that irresistible force and heavily crashed into a stone pillar standing on the side of the river channel. The entire stone pillar made a crisp cracking sound, breaking into several sections and collapsing into the river with a crash. The sharp broken surfaces scraped across Xia Liang's tentacles and shoulders one by one, with one piece even grazing past the corner of his eye.

This attack finally slowed down his pursuit pace a bit.

In this kind of river channel, a body size and weight like the mosasaur's would always be subject to quite a lot of restrictions. Shen Lan didn't linger in the fight. After forcing Xia Liang to retreat a few steps and pause slightly, he turned his head without a word and headed straight for Xia Chuan and the other two, lowering his head and slightly raising it up in an extremely agile motion.

Xia Chuan, along with Gardner and Anyao he was pulling, were tossed onto his back, the entire process so smooth that there wasn't even a pause.

He maintained an extreme speed and charged forward for a while, until he sank again to a position where he couldn't support it, and then transformed back into human form amidst a large splash of water.

While transforming, he muttered to himself: "Don't blame me if he gets hurt, who told him to even go after his own son."

Professor Linton, while shouting "hey hey" in the speeding convertible, explained feebly for his old friend: "Liang's mind hasn't sorted out the information yet, it's equivalent to the update package being sent to ninety-eight percent and getting stuck on the last two points. His information is still stuck at what Xia Chuan looked like when he was four or five years old. If you hold up a doll and call him Dad, he might soften up a bit."

Shen Lan nimbly flipped over in the water, took Gardner and Anyao with one hand, and kicked the water with his straight and powerful long legs, breathing with Xia Chuan at an appropriate and fast rhythm. He didn't forget to ask Xia Chuan: "Or... when he catches up later, why don't you pout and call him Dad again and see?"

Xia Chuan: "..."

Paying attention to him was just being mentally ill.

They had a hard time shaking off Xia Liang a little on this side and got one step closer to the junction of the river channel and the inland sea. It seemed that things were finally going to go smoothly, but Professor Linton and the others rushing on the ground discovered something.

"There are cars following us." Gardner glanced at the rearview mirror expressionlessly and interjected.

"What?" Dennis didn't dare to turn his head directly to look, and also stared at the rearview mirror.

"Two black ones, one car apart from us, and four more in the two lanes beside us." Gardner was driving like a plane, and didn't have time to explain in detail, only briefly pointed out a few cars, saying, "I'm not quite certain about two of them. But I can definitely confirm four."

Dennis originally wanted to ask "How did you figure that out", but thinking about their flamboyant driving route, he closed his mouth again. If such a bizarre route and driving style could coincide, there was no other possibility except for being followed.

But obviously, being able to follow in this way meant that the other party had no concept of "sneaking" at all, and had no intention of hiding.

"Will they shoot at us?" Dennis looked terrified, "Holy crap, this is a convertible! Why don't you put the top down to block bullets just in case? I don't want to be shot into a sieve on the highway..."

Gardner and Professor Linton both glanced at him from the corners of their eyes.

Professor Linton slapped the back of his head impatiently: "You think this is a movie?"

Dennis said with a long face: "If not, what's the difference between this and a movie?"

"In this situation, chasing us and shooting is simply telling the police to come and investigate, that our company has big problems." Although Professor Linton said this, he couldn't help but tuck the flat box on his chest a little tighter, as if someone was going to shoot him in the head and snatch the box away in the next second.

Just as everyone was highly tense, a "buzzing" vibration suddenly rang out, startling both Dennis and Professor Linton.

Gardner didn't look back, and said to Dennis concisely: "The phone is in the jacket pocket, help me get it."

In this high-speed driving and constantly changing lanes situation, if he really let go of one hand to get the phone, Dennis estimated that he could directly pounce over and throw the phone away for him.

"No..." Dennis felt around in the pocket near him and found nothing but a bunch of keys.

"The other one." Gardner said impatiently.

Dennis: "...How the hell do I get it?"

The phone stopped for a few seconds and started buzzing again. Gardner cooperatively raised his elbow, and Dennis finally gave in with a twitch of his mouth corner, crawling over Gardner and fumbling out his phone from the other side's jacket pocket.

"Steve Goss..." Dennis looked at the name displayed on the screen and muttered, "Isn't this the company's executive director..."

Gardner glanced and said, "Put it on silent, throw it back in the pocket, and then you can get off my lap."

Dennis: "..."

Gardner and Professor Linton in the back seat looked at each other through the rearview mirror. Professor Linton smiled bitterly and rolled up his right sleeve all the way to his upper arm, revealing the crook of his arm.

Because of keeping his arm raised, a deep crease was pressed into the crook of his arm. Few people would notice any abnormalities in the skin under that crease.

Professor Linton straightened his arm and the crease was pulled flat. It could be seen that where the crease originally was, there was a horizontal incision, which was easily covered by the crease if you didn't pay attention.

The professor gritted his teeth, using his left index and middle fingers to separate the two sides of the incision.

Blood immediately seeped out of the incision, but he seemed to feel no pain at all, frowning and still pulling the incision wider, revealing a small thin plate hidden under the outer flesh, and if you looked closely, you could see that there was a small protrusion on the thin plate.

The phone in Gardner's pocket stopped for a few seconds and started vibrating again. Dennis looked at the professor's actions in the rearview mirror with suspicion and alarm, and glanced at Gardner's pocket, feeling that something more dangerous was about to happen.

The few cars behind were still in hot pursuit, and could catch up at the next intersection at any time.

Gardner turned the car onto a road with ease, saying, "We're almost at the bridge."

After he said that, Xia Chuan, panting, added in the communicator, "I see the light, we'll go a little further and we'll be in the inland sea too."

The phone vibration stopped for the third time, and Professor Linton stared intently at the small thin plate in the incision of his arm.

About three seconds later, the small protrusion suddenly lit up, flashing red at a set frequency.

The professor closed his eyes, let go of his hand and leaned back against the seat back in defeat, not caring about the increasingly bleeding arm, and said with a furrowed brow, "It's indeed activated."