But, the military signal transmitter is shaking. Could it be that Yan Hao is nearby?
But how could Yan Hao be nearby when they didn't go to the South China Sea?!
The situation suddenly became very chaotic, and Zhou Rong also realized that the roadblock robbers were probably fake Liberation Army soldiers. Seeing a few of them struggling to get up from the ground, there was no time to interrogate them. He decisively said, "Si Xiao Nan, don't open fire. Hurry, tell me the direction!"
With a loud bang, Zhou Rong stepped on the gas pedal, and the beaten-up SUV knocked those people over.
"Turn right at three o'clock," Si Nan glanced at the rearview mirror and saw someone raising a shotgun. He immediately shouted, "Duck!"
Both of them bowed their heads and hunched over. There was a loud crash from the rear window as steel balls mixed with broken glass showered the rear compartment once again.
Fortunately, they reacted quickly. If they had been hit in the back of the head, both of their heads would be gone by now. Nevertheless, Zhou Rong still hissed in pain as the flying shards of glass left a bloody streak behind his ear.
The sight of that blood reflected in Si Nan's eyes. His brow furrowed, and he grabbed a submachine gun, set it to single-fire mode, and without even turning his head or aiming, he pulled the trigger backward.
The bullet left the barrel.
The bullet passed through the shattered rear compartment, cut through the smoky and dusty road, and flew for tens of meters. Time seemed to slow to a near standstill at this moment.
The next moment, it appeared in front of the "soldier" who had been shooting, passed through his skull, and went "bang!"
Red and white brain matter burst forth, and the "soldier's" body shook and suddenly fell.
"..." Zhou Rong praised, "Good shooting! We'll decide who does the dishes with a sniper from now on!"
Si Nan looked bewildered and asked, "What? Doing the dishes?"
The car roared and leaped, crushing the road barriers and flying into the wild overgrown with trees. The people behind the car didn't dare to chase anymore, fearing getting their heads blown off by sniper bullets from a distance. They scattered and disappeared in an instant.
"Go forward at eleven o'clock, there are people over there!" Zhou Rong turned the steering wheel, and the tires rustled through the undergrowth, covering a distance of three to four hundred meters. Suddenly, he saw a group of several people not far away, surrounded by chaos and arguing, with two people in the middle fighting.
Zhou Rong's eyebrows jumped violently, "Yan Hao?!"
Yan Hao was cursing loudly, and he got up and punched the man hard, knocking him to the ground. Several people immediately rushed in to break up the fight, but the scuffle was clearly biased towards Yan Hao. So much so that the other guy covered his nose and got up, kicking Yan Hao in the abdomen several times.
Obviously, this group of people was ganging up on Yan Hao!
"F**k!" Zhou Rong cursed loudly and slammed on the brakes before jumping out of the car and striding over.
The group of people hadn't reacted yet, and Zhou Rong had already walked straight into the crowd, grabbing the man and executing a perfect shoulder throw to toss him out!
"What are you doing?!"
"F**k, stop!"
Those people cursed and tried to pull Zhou Rong away, but before they could lay a hand on him, Zhou Rong knocked them all down like lightning. He then grabbed the one who had kicked Yan Hao earlier, restrained his arm, grabbed his collar, and pressed his head against a tree!
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