In the forest, Lin Fan sprinted with Yang Linglong as if they were flying.
Despite their agile maneuvering, they still maintained a distance of more than ten meters from the black bear.
However fast Lin Fan's speed had become, akin to a whirlwind,
The bear simply overpowered all clever tactics with sheer brute force.
As it charged in a straight line, the trees blocking its path were all snapped off.
"Stop worrying about me!"
Feeling the threat of death close behind her,
Yang Linglong knew that if this continued, neither of them would escape.
It was better for one to die than for both.
"Don't talk nonsense, hold on to me tight!"
With a push against a tree trunk with his right leg, Lin Fan propelled himself and Yang Linglong in a reflexive leap.
After dodging the bear's deadly strike, his eyes flashed like lightning as he searched the woods for a way out.
Soon, an abandoned bunker caught his attention.
