Chapter 228: The Disappearance of Song Heping
Song Heping stood in the bed of the pickup truck, looking at the flickering lights in the distance.
Those were headlights.
They were all rushing towards this place.
Obviously, the members of the Revolutionary Brigade hadn't anticipated that he and Mist would flee south; their interception forces had been positioned to the north and east.
The last-minute decision caught them off guard, proving his judgment was correct.
Heading east, heading north, were both dead ends.
Only by going south, could they hope for a sliver of chance at survival.
Rabbani was now very scared.
He hadn't spoken for a long time.
Rabbani, sitting in the passenger seat, was pale as a ghost.
In his eyes, everything was over.
The Revolutionary Brigade's territory was vast, extending even into the mountainous areas of the Persian Plateau.