As Qin Yu moved through the trees, he suddenly spotted an object. With a flicker in his eyes, he leaped into the air, twisted his body, and shot a gun four to five hundred meters away, hitting a huge black ball hanging from a tree.
The tip of the black ball was broken off, and the entire ball fell to the ground...buzz, buzz, buzz!
"Wasps!!! Retreat!!!"
The pursuers were horrified, and the man at the front had already been stung by the wasps, crying out in pain....
Well done!
Because of the wasps blocking the way, those people were too busy fleeing to worry about chasing them. Qin Yu and his companions were exhausted from running when they finally shook off their pursuers. They were relieved, about to take a break.
"What's that?"
