Chapter 522: The Pursuers Do Not Relent

Under the moonlight, in the forest, Luo Zheng sprinted forward, constantly changing directions to dodge any bullets that might come shooting from behind. Although it was quiet behind him, who could guarantee that the enemy wouldn't catch up? Like a wounded tiger being hunted, his face was ashen, and his cold gaze was filled with endless murderous intent. Suddenly, his foot slipped, his body tilted forward, he lost his balance, and he started rolling downhill.

Luo Zheng quickly realized it was a slope and was shocked. He quickly hugged his head, held his breath, and tensed his body. While rolling, Luo Zheng violently hit a tree, almost letting out his breath but forcefully held on. Under the inertia, his body continued to roll, and soon his head also hit something. Thankfully, his hands protected his head. The pain in his arms made Luo Zheng twitch.