Seconds ticked away as Matsumoto Masao's forehead was drenched in cold sweat, his back already soaked.
This Han Yu was too terrifying. Not only was he extremely powerful, but he also had considerable experience in field combat. Battling against such a person in the jungle left him with no advantage at all.
This won't do, I can't just sit here waiting to die!
Matsumoto Masao took a deep breath. He immediately unbuckled his backpack, pull out a smoke grenade, and threw it to where Han Yu had just disappeared.
With a bang, the jungle was enveloped in a cloud of grey smoke.
Seizing the moment, Matsumoto Masao, wearing a mask and sunglasses, leaped out of the crater and ran down the mountain in the opposite direction at top speed.
To maximize his speed, he didn't even take his backpack; he only carried a handgun for self-defense.
He ran down the mountain in a panic, choosing no particular path.
"Huff... Huff..."
