"Ah!" With a strange scream, Cao Heyang ran down the mountain like a madman.
His speed was practically like lightning, leaving Song Xiaodong dumbfounded. This guy had clearly unleashed his hidden potential. At such a pace, running a hundred meters wouldn't be a problem. Despite Song Xiaodong's own physical fitness, catching up to him was absolutely impossible.
But Song Xiaodong's goal had been achieved. He didn't believe those people would dare come back here to cause trouble again.
Song Xiaodong dealt with the two corpses he had taken care of. Such a gruesome scene—it was best not to let Miao Qingqing and the others see it.
Cao Heyang kept running, eventually reaching the beach, where he collapsed to his knees with a loud thud, vomiting uncontrollably.
"What happened? What happened? Where are the other two?" Li Fangding and a few other men hurried over.
"Dead! They're dead… all dead…" Cao Heyang shuddered and then began screaming hysterically.