Tang Zhengzheng raised his gun and shot at the Australian Eagle. With a flap of its wings, the bird veered and dodged the bullet, then rapidly closed the distance to the ground.
"No, get out of the way!" Song Huiqiao and Dongzi were very unlucky; the Australian Eagle's original targets were Tang Zheng and Lu Fan, but because of his shot, it had to deviate and dodge. Consequently, it naturally grabbed at them. This feathered beast also possessed intelligence and did not want to return empty-handed.
Dongzi, after all, was a tough guy. Even injured, he dodged more nimbly than Song Huiqiao. Hearing the rushing wind pressure behind him, Dongzi suddenly reached out, pushed on Song Huiqiao's shoulder, then veered to the side to dodge.
Song Huiqiao let out a cry and fell to the ground. Before she could get up, she felt a piercing pain on her back and thighs, almost tearing her nerves apart, and then her body lifted off the ground.
