On the cliff, Lu Buping dangled in mid-air.
Wolf heads emerged above him, howling and snarling at him.
The corners of their mouths were bloody, and one wolf still had a human arm in its jaws.
The people below stared in horror, their eyes sweeping across the scene to find the pack numbered over thirty wolves.
The Wolf King led the charge, its teeth bared as it ripped at the vine, trying to throw Lu Buping down from above.
Watching, Long Fei frowned and thought to himself that this wolf seemed somewhat intelligent.
Vice-Captain Yang Gang raised his rifle and fired, the bullets spraying upwards in a burst.
After being hit, a wolf's neck spurted blood, and it let out a howl before tumbling to the ground.
The Wolf King led the pack in a swift retreat, howling loudly from above.
A group of wolves broke off to the side, clearly intending to make their way down and launch an attack on the crowd.
