"Understood." He steered the car towards the side of the road.
In the instant the tank rolled over, he opened the car door and jumped out.
Jun Mochan was faster than him, but at the moment of jumping out, his foot got caught.
Jun Mochan saw this and turned back to pull him, and at that moment, he was hit by a bullet.
While rolling down, his head struck a rock.
Zhou Xian didn't dare shout. He carried Jun Mochan and kept running, specifically choosing small paths to escape.
He kept walking, walking, not knowing how long he had walked, but even when he no longer heard any sounds behind him, he still didn't dare to relax.
He ran until he couldn't run anymore, and only when his legs knelt on the ground did he stop.
Without looking too much, he took out the communication device to contact the people below.
Location set, contact made, and at the moment he got in touch with them, Zhou Xian shouted, "Quick, send a helicopter and a doctor over, the young master has been hurt."
