The scene looked incredibly eerie; in an instant, not only were the twelve bodyguards, who had guns pointed at them, scared pale and dared not move an inch, but even Chen Jiateng and his son, Xu Lei, and others all wore looks of horror.
Such miraculous techniques existed only in legends, and even they had never witnessed them before.
"You can try moving and see if these grasses will trigger the trigger," Ge Dongxu said indifferently.
The twelve bodyguards, despite their harsh special forces training, were facing a scene that far surpassed their wildest imaginations in terms of eerie horror and had a feeling of being scared out of their wits. As for moving, who would dare!
"Alon, right? Can you produce the antidote now?" Ge Dongxu asked Alon indifferently.
As he spoke, he tossed something with his hand.
The black snake in his hand shot towards a pine tree some sixty or seventy meters away from Chen Family's mansion like a streak of black lightning.
