At this moment, Ma Jun, although running at an extremely fast speed, felt he had reached his limit, with his legs as heavy as if filled with lead, unable to take another step.
If it weren't for the sense of responsibility toward Wang Yan behind him, if it weren't for Wang Yan's training these past few days, Ma Jun would never have been able to persevere for so long, nor break through the onslaught of hundreds pursuing him.
Now on a steep mountain path, Ma Jun found it even more strenuous.
Upon hearing the commotion from the mountainside, Ma Jun glanced back with the corner of his eye and immediately saw the rocket roaring towards him from below.
The missile, with its long fiery tail, reached right behind Ma Jun in the blink of an eye.
Upon seeing the rocket, Ma Jun's heart instantly sank in despair.
As Liu Xia said, no matter how fast he ran, he couldn't outrun a rocket.
Ma Jun sighed inwardly, thinking: Boss, I'm sorry, it looks like I'll die here today.
