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"Oh my God!"
A cry of astonishment came from behind Chu Ge; the Adventure Team had already caught up.
They stood five or six meters behind the Suicide Group, their eyes wide open with shock, staring at the opposite snow slope.
What did they see?
A group of tigers fighting with gray wolves, American leopards, crocodiles, and Tibetan mastiffs?
What sort of absurd scene was this?
They thought that Chu Ge and his three companions were strange enough, but this was even more ludicrous.
Bang!
A Siberian tiger pounced towards a gray wolf, who dodged, but the tiger collided with a tree as thick as a thigh and snapped it in two.
Nangong's eyelids twitched wildly as he muttered to himself, "What kind of monstrous strength is this?"
Gu Tianjiao and Xiao Poor Thing were also frightened.
If it were them, they would probably have been killed instantly by the Siberian tiger.
Chu Ge marveled inwardly at the strength of the Southern Assassins.
