The valley was definitely not an option, Luo Zheng ran erratically in the opposite direction, dodging the bullets that were shot at him, the uneven hillocks under his feet like open roads, the continuously rising mounds offering cover for his figure. The pursuers fired wildly in frustration, venting their fury to no avail, before spreading out under the leader's command, attempting to encircle him from both sides.
"Da da da!" A barrage of bullets caught up with Luo Zheng's pace again, nearly nipping at his heels, frightening him to the point where the hairs on his body stood on end, tensing up as he pushed himself to move faster, opening his mouth as wide as possible to ensure he could take in enough air for his lungs, with nothing but the whooshing of the wind left in his ears, his complexion turning red from the lack of oxygen.
