He knew that he could not withstand the killing of Murong Yanran and the others in front of him, so he could only use the help of the mountains and forests to touch the hills alone.

Then cut the throats and kill them one by one.

He had great confidence in the jungle attack.

"When I was playing with guns, you were still playing with mud in the Northeast."

The bald wolf snorted heavily, running like a wolf... Three hundred meters, two hundred meters, one hundred meters, fifty meters... The forest made of rocks, shrubs, grass, and trees is difficult for ordinary people to settle down, but the bald wolf is like walking on flat ground.

He kept jumping, shuttled and rolling, as handsome as parkour, quickly narrowing the distance between both sides.

The bald wolf that was approaching was already vaguely able to see the guns fired by Murong Yanran and the others.

A cruel smile also surged on his face.

These opponents, even though they have no idea what the bald wolf is capable of.

Just pulled closer to thirty meters, he stopped.

He felt a breathtaking and powerful pressure.

It seems that as long as he steps one meter ahead, he will die.

The bald wolf's eyelids twitched and looked at him, and he saw a person slowly stepping out.

"Come?"
Chapter completed!