But he didn't put down the gun either. He took a half-breath, held his breath, and fired another double shot. With a "bang," the motorcycle tire burst, and the whole bike twisted violently like a pretzel, separating from the rider, and both crashed to the ground, starting a slide across the surface.
"Zhou Yang! The target!"
"Bang!"
A gunshot rang out, and from a hundred meters away, Zhou Yang shot the fugitive on the motorcycle in the back.
But he was still a step too late.
"Boom——!"
"Crash!"
A loud explosion erupted with a blinding flash of flame, instantly raising a large wave of air. The sound of glass shattering resonated faintly around them. The snow and grass on the ground scattered like fallen wheat, even the kite hanging on the tree was blown away. Bare brown mountain terrain was exposed at the center of the explosion.
"Mr. Qiu! Mr. Qiu!"
"Mr. Xiong! Mr. Qiu got hit by rocks flying from the blast wave while protecting us!"
These words froze everyone in place.
