On the beach, there was a cacophony of wails and screams. The members of the Skull Gang, trapped and facing encirclement, their supporters on the lifeboats—those alive yelled, the wounded howled in pain, and only the dead were silent.
Seeing that the situation was settled, Gao Yang, while slightly relieved, couldn't help feeling terrified. He had been a mere step from death, escaping the barrel of a top marksman's gun with his life. Aside from feeling terrified, Gao Yang also felt rage; he couldn't fathom how the attackers had infiltrated the village so easily.