"Fighter jets?" Upon hearing this, Liu Long's expression changed, and he couldn't help but look up at the sky: "What fighter jets?"
Hu Fuhu's lips trembled as he said with lingering fear, "A fighter jet just flew over and opened fire on our people. It must have been Ye Li's fighter jet!"
Although he wasn't sure, judging from the situation at the time, the drone's bullets seemed to be equipped with tracking devices, simply spraying bullets at the members of their two convoys.
Bai Yuekui, on the other hand, was completely unharmed, not even the hem of his clothes was touched.
The bullets seemed to have eyes, perfectly bypassing Bai Yuekui.
Therefore, even if it wasn't Ye Li controlling the drone, it must have been done by other survivors connected to Bai Yuekui.
Whoever possesses such equipment is not someone these people can easily provoke.
"Ye Li should be more than an hour away from here. We need to leave quickly, otherwise, no one will be able to leave if we're too late!"
With a grave expression, Hu Fuhu hurriedly walked toward his SUV.
At this moment, he looked just like a puppet on strings, his body stiff and his movements very uncoordinated.
As a result, before Hu Fuhu could take two steps, a sharp and piercing sound of wind breaking came from afar and rushed towards him.
"careful……"
Hu Fuhu was startled and instinctively turned his head to look in the direction from which the sound of wind breaking came. At the same time, he heard Liu Long's shout in his ear.
Hu Fuhu only saw a cold glint gradually widening in his pupils, widening and widening.
The speed was astonishing.
Hu Fuhu was terrified and lost his composure. It was too late for him to dodge.
In the blink of an eye, that cold light had pierced through his skull.
"Ah Hu!"
Seeing his friend suffer such a terrible misfortune, Liu Long was filled with rage and roared in grief and indignation.
He instinctively wanted to rush forward, but he forcibly pulled his leg back halfway after taking a step.
The words Hu Fuhu spoke before his death echoed in his ears like a curse.
Liu Long stared intently at Bai Yuekui not far away, gritting his teeth as he questioned, "He was already trying to leave, and you still killed him? Isn't that a bit too much?"
Bai Yuekui's face was as cold as ice. He took out a Tang sword from his spatial ring, held it in his hand, pointed it at Liu Long, and said, "You can kill others, and others can kill you. The moment you drew your gun, you should have been prepared to be killed."
"Hehehe..."
At that moment, a chilling laugh suddenly rang out.
Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw that Liu Shuaishuai had sat back down on the ground at some point, with an inscrutable smile on his lips, looking like he was about to watch a good show.
The other survivors from the other convoys who had returned to the highway also hid in what they considered safe places, secretly observing what was happening here.
"What happened?"
"They're fighting! They're fighting!"
"..."
Everyone whispered among themselves, afraid to make a sound, lest they accidentally get into trouble.
Liu Long's face was extremely ugly. He glared fiercely at Liu Shuaishuai, who had suddenly sat down on the ground, and demanded sharply, "Liu Shuai, what exactly do you mean?"
Liu Shuaishuai's smile faded, and he said, "Haven't you understood what this beautiful lady meant? It's obvious she's not going to let us off easily today..."
At this point, Liu Shuaishuai paused deliberately, then gave Liu Long a meaningful look and said, "If we kill her, we still have a chance!"
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