Bab 215: Fighting the Coyotes Alone

Bell was extremely fast, and this dagger was extremely sharp.

When he stood up, blood flowed out of the coyote's throat.

Looking at their fallen companions again, the remaining four coyotes retreated.

This little guy seemed to be a tough nut.

Looking at the four retreating coyotes, Bell ignored them and walked to the alpha coyote that was still struggling at death's door.

Although it did not die immediately, the wooden arrow in its mouth made it not dare to move.

Seeing Bell walk towards it, the alpha was clearly very afraid.

Bell looked at the alpha coldly and kicked the wooden arrow.

The wooden arrow pierced through the alpha coyote.

The fear in its eyes quickly dimmed as it died.

Bell did not enjoy this killing. There was no so-called pleasure.

He had to kill it as soon as possible to stop the torture, as well as intimidate the other coyotes.