The fire blazed into the sky and the deafening sound of an explosion echoed through the whole Red Autumn Mountain.
Seeing the massive fireball rising into the air and reddening half of the sky, everyone on the mountaintop froze; they often raced cars and were thus not unfamiliar with such sounds of explosion. It definitely was a car that had lost control and plunged off the cliff, causing this situation.
"Old Hu, what the hell is going on, whose car went off the cliff? Tell me now," the young man known as Brother Han demanded, his face pale with shock, as he yelled into the walkie-talkie.
"Brother Han, something terrible has happened."
A frantic voice quickly came through the walkie-talkie, "The car that lost control and fell off the cliff belongs to Zhang Tianfeng. Judging by the scene, Zhang Tianfeng is probably dead."
"What did you say? Fuck, Old Hu, you stay right there, I'm coming over now."