Yan Dabiao, who deeply felt the sting of deception, flew into a rage and immediately scrambled up to grab the tranquilizer gun that had fallen beside him, aiming it at Jiang Li.
"Damn bitch, go to hell!"
Jiang Li, who was dodging the encirclement of the other pursuers, didn't notice the danger approaching from behind.
Just at the critical moment, another dark shadow flashed through the bushes nearby.
Taking advantage of the moment Yan Dabiao pulled the trigger, the dark shadow leaped forward and knocked the basket that was on the ground over his head, twisting his hand back in the process.
The tranquilizer dart shot straight into Yan Dabiao's chest, and he screamed in agony before collapsing unconscious.
Jiang Li heard the commotion from their direction.
Seeing the fallen Yan Dabiao, her eyes darkened; she didn't continue to lead the others in circles. She picked up a dry branch from the ground to wield like a club.
