On the other side of the mountain, Qiu Tong was engaged in a tug-of-war with the remaining hooligans. The three children followed the gunshots and hid in a pile of rocks and grass to watch.
Song Yan's subordinates were highly experienced and worked well together. Compared to the reckless hooligans, Qiu Tong had the advantage.
"Should we go around the mountain from the back?"
Song Yan's men suggested according to the terrain. Qiu Tong narrowed her eyes and realized that the hooligans seemed to be deliberately luring them deeper into the forest.
She imagined that there would definitely be a gathering place in the mountains. Qiu Tong instructed her team. "Find a place to surround the area 100 meters ahead. We also have to reduce the frequency of our attacks. Order a few scouts to throw away their guns and empty magazines…"
"Are you trying to confuse them?"
