The horrifying scene made the nearby weak-minded men go weak at the knees and fall to the ground, while the braver ones were like madmen running for their lives.
With a group of masked, black-clad men protecting him, He Laoliu emerged from the thicket in the northwest corner of the cemetery with his gang of big bosses.
"I'm going to count to three. Anyone who keeps running will be killed on the spot!" He thundered.
But the terrified Red Bamboo Gang bosses didn't stop. They continued their mad run, forcing He Laoliu to bellow again.
The roar did the trick: the bosses stopped in their tracks, their bodies shaking uncontrollably.
Meanwhile, Chen Fan had taken Chu Ge, Huangfu Hongzhu, and Du Yidao into the cover of the rocky formation.
"Miss Huangfu, Mr. Chen, our brothers down there aren't responding. I fear the odds aren't in our favor." Du Yidao, sheltering behind a pine tree, said gravely.
