"No, no..."
"Ah..."
"Run… run…"
Following that, they saw Zhao Feng turn and dash into a nearby cave, disappearing from sight.
"Fuck your grandpa... Go to hell!"
Hu Jun, frightened out of his wits, aimed his machine gun at Zhao Feng's fleeing figure and opened fire.
"Don't!"
Yuan Yi, realizing what was happening, shouted frantically at Hu Jun.
But Hu Jun had already started shooting.
Bullets crazily sprayed in pursuit.
Fortunately, Zhao Feng was fast, almost darting into the darkness just as the bullets whizzed past.
At such a sight, everyone couldn't help but be stunned.
Since when was a madman that quick!
Chen Yucheng watched Zhao Feng disappear, a grave expression flashing across his eyes.
For the second time!
For the second time, they encountered someone who should have been dead!
Hu Fuhai watched the vanishing figure, and coldly snorted at a frenzied Hu Jun.
"Enough, stop shooting!"
The angry Hu Jun then ceased fire.