Wu Damming gasped for breath, still pondering what to do, when suddenly a cry for help came from the tranquil cornfield.
"Save me, help me, save me."
It was Xu Jing's voice!
"Mr. Xu is still alive."
Zhang Xiaoshan became agitated at this point.
Being alive was good.
"Give me the gun."
Zhang Xiaoshan snatched the shotgun from Wu Biao's hands and dove into the cornfield.
"Hey, are you trying to get yourself killed?" Wu Biao yelled anxiously, wanting to follow.
But Wu Damming grabbed Wu Biao's arm.
"If he wants to get himself killed, then let him be, why the rush?"
Wu Biao looked at Wu Damming and then back at the cornfield, hesitated for a moment, and then stood silently in his spot.
Deep inside the cornfield.
Xu Jing was tightly coiled by the Red Training Snake King, its massive strength nearly breaking her bones, leaving her unable to breathe.
After emitting a single cry for help, she could no longer speak.
At this moment, she smelled the scent of death.
