Just arrived downstairs, the sirens were already sounding from afar.
The gunshots had attracted the attention of the military police.
"Damn!"
Song Heping cursed under his breath and started sprinting through the alley.
While running, he took out his phone and dialed Nura's number.
"Song, where are you?"
"I'm getting closer to you!"
"Did you kill all those people just now?!"
Nura had obviously noticed the enemies chasing her falling one by one.
Now, she suddenly realized this man's power.
Not executing him in the desert was definitely the wisest decision she had ever made.
"Did you get the passport!?"
"There is no passport at all!"
"Then forget it! Leave the factory now; the military police might have heard the gunshots, run quickly!"
"Got it!"
"Run in the direction I left before, get into the cross-alley! I'm getting closer to you!"
"Okay!"
They ended the call.
Song Heping accelerated his sprint.
Must be fast!
Before the military police arrive!
