Luo Fei chased through the mountains, the path beneath his feet was difficult, but he didn't pause for a moment; his speed perfectly matched his physical limits, developed to the extreme.
However, he always felt that shadow relied on familiar terrain to leap around, causing a sense of anxiety.
Suddenly, Li Jun's voice came through the radio earpiece.
"Old Luo, we've got the people, how's it going on your end?"
"I'm chasing the killer; he's armed with a gun, and I have my eyes on him now. As long as he can still run, the others are safe."
"You take them out first, I'll try to hold on until daybreak, remember to call the fire department and armed police to prepare to search the mountains."
At this moment, Li Jun was somewhat anxious.
As a colleague, he was naturally worried about Luo Fei.
In this environment, the further in he went, the more dangerous it might be, but the other party remained headstrong, his worries were not unfounded.
