章節 1120: The Might of a Gunshot

The hyena slapped the man and made him roll a few times on the ground. Before the man could stop, it had already rushed to the man. It opened its mouth and broke the man's neck. It even bit off a piece of meat and chewed it very cruelly. Seeing that the hyena was eating his flesh, the man fell to the ground and held his bloody neck with both hands. His legs kept kicking the ground. The man's eyes were filled with despair and fear. He tried his best to breathe, but his lungs could not get any oxygen. Soon, he stopped struggling in the hyena's cold eyes.

At this moment, in the stands, Di Qianmo subconsciously leaned back in his chair. He supported his chin with one hand and tapped his fingers on the armrest with the other. Behind the mask, his eyes were filled with disappointment as he looked at the competition in the field. He said calmly, "Potian won again. How boring."