Seeing Song Heping smash their leader's jaw with a single blow, the remaining two or three bandits were utterly terrified, screaming as if they'd seen a ghost before jumping onto a pickup truck, desperately trying to escape this terrifying place.
Song Heping's eyes were cold. He quickly raised the AKM assault rifle in his hand, roughly aimed, and fired two short bursts.
"Da-da! Da-da!"
The driver of the first pickup jerked his head backward. The windshield exploded in a splash of crimson, and the truck careened out of control into the nearby earthen wall.
The second pickup had just started when its rear tires were shot out, sending the truck lurching to a halt. The last bandit in the truck bed jumped out, attempting to run.
Song Heping walked toward him calmly, like a hunter eyeing its pitiful prey.
When the bandit had run about a hundred meters, Song finally lifted the gun, firing a single burst.
