With her large sniper rifle slung over her shoulder, Feng He ran so fast she was practically kicking up smoke.
She didn't dare stop. She absolutely couldn't stop!
The moment she did, a mutant beast's claws would tear right into her.
A single swipe would mean instant death.
'I'd be off to see my great-grandma!'
"Help me!" Feng He felt her adrenaline surging.
All her senses were on high alert. Surrounded by thick brush, Feng He didn't hesitate and plunged right in.
The light orb on her head bobbed erratically from her frantic pace.
When Mo Xuan heard his fiancée's cry for help, he immediately scrambled to his feet, grabbed his large sniper rifle, and took off in her direction.
"Feng He, hang on!" Mo Xuan yelled as he ran.
'He couldn't let Feng He die here.'
'If someone had to die, it would be him first!'
Gu Kaiwen hastily secured his rifle and charged out after him. Both men were rushing toward Feng He's position.
