Bang!
Before Yang Fei had finished speaking, Blood Slave sharply caught sight of Yang Fei's darting figure.
He fired first.
A sharp warning blared through Yang Fei's Turtle Extreme within his heart.
Yang Fei's body plummeted to the ground like lightning.
The bullet grazed his hair, and even curled the short strands with its heat.
Yang Fei cursed profanely and exerted all his strength to throw himself forward.
Halfway through, he suddenly somersaulted backward and hid behind a large tree.
His feint had deceived Blood Slave.
The next three sniper bullets from Blood Slave met with empty air.
Yang Fei, hidden behind the trunk of the large tree, felt all his body hair standing on end.
The feeling of extreme danger caused the operation of his Turtle Extreme to peak inside his body.
Only now did the full extent of Blood Slave's terror become evident.
He raised his gun and fired with deadly accuracy, never missing his mark.
