Yao Ling had run?
When Luo Yan heard the news, he was somewhat surprised.
That woman was quite clever. She knew he was treating her as cannon fodder, and she also knew to take advantage of the chaos to escape.
But Luo Yan had no intention of letting her go.
Since she refused to be cannon fodder, there was only one possible outcome.
"Deserting in battle—kill!"
Hong Gu quickly replied through the earpiece, "Understood."
Outside the harbor docks, a jeep was driving along the highway.
Glancing at the rearview mirror, Yao Ling laughed and tossed her helmet out, letting her hair stream in the wind.
She happily slapped the steering wheel. "I'm finally out!"
"By the time that Red Ghost notices, I'll already be long gone."
"Hmph, what Red Ghost? He's nothing special."
"He still has to drink my foot-washing water!"
Just as she was gloating, gunfire suddenly rang out.
The sound was extraordinarily loud, like thunder, carrying an imposing, crashing force.
Almost the instant she heard it, a fireball erupted from the jeep. The violent explosion sent the vehicle flying into the air.
The rear of the vehicle lifted high, flipping the jeep upside down in midair.
It then crashed heavily to the ground, leaving Yao Ling feeling as if every bone in her body had been shattered.
She tore through the airbag, unfastened her seat belt, opened the door, glanced around, and then sprinted toward a large tree nearby.
Just then, Yao Ling shuddered.
The sense of danger in her heart instantly climbed to its peak.
An image of herself being shot in the head flashed through her mind.
Yao Ling let out a shriek and stopped.
However, in the next moment, a burst of Blood Mist erupted from her long, slender leg.
The enormous impact sent her