On the car, the distance between the two parties was getting closer and closer, and the hearts of the audience were pounding fiercely.
It was too thrilling.
Not just in the realm of live streaming, but in the whole world, it was utterly explosive.
Even movies didn't have so many twists and turns, such breath-taking excitent.
From yesterday when Bi Fang found the lion until now with the car chase, the number of viewers in the live stream had fluctuated, generally stable and improving. At this very mont, the backstage had reached an astonishing twenty-eight million people watching online simultaneously.
The entire world had only eight billion people!
Discounting the old, weak, sick, disabled, the populations of the third world, those who were asleep because of ti differences, or busy at work, or studying, the proportion was high enough to drop everyone's jaws.
Thanks to Bi Fang joining, Wolf Fang had been voted for two consecutive years as the most favored by investors, the enterprise with the most developnt potential.
The influence of Bi Fang himself was so imnse, his status was no lower than that of so minor nation's high officials.
So vast was the world, there was nowhere he couldn't go!
No one had ever thought that one could achieve so much through live streaming.
Bi Fang, the world-renowned Wilderness Survivalist, the greatest Adventurer of this age, the freest man on the face of the Earth, the son of Nature.
Countless higher education institutions tried to hire him as a visiting professor, nurous countries attempted to invite him for adventure activities.
Even though he had fallen into danger ti and again, everybody believed.
Master Fang, never fail.
In the night, another gunshot flared under the pale moonlight, breaking the rope around the guide's wrist this ti.
But when the guide put his hand down, he seed very bewildered.
He wasn't like Ved, rigorously trained. He only knew the prairies, the animals, how to bribe town officials who controlled the passes, and how to take wealthy people to find the ga they were looking for.
Jump out of the car?
At speeds over a hundred kiloters per hour, wouldn't he die?
The performance of this off-road pickup had reached its limits on the wilderness; the engine roared madly, every rotation, every second, was a huge challenge to the machine's lifespan.
Help the people behind to take down Bi Fang?
What a joke!
If he could, he wouldn't still be in the car.
For a mont, the guide was frozen in place.
"Damn, you're actually daydreaming! Are you crazy? Hurry up, help untie these knots!"
Palr shook his body with all his strength, bumping the other with his pelvic bones to remind him to untie him.
It was then that the guide rembered he still had sothing to do.
But before he could act, the incident that had happened to Ved was repeated on the guide.
However, this ti Sisko was prepared. The third shot rang out.
At this mont, the forward window had a third bullet hole, with so fresh blood spattering inside the cabin.
The blood stread down Palr's arm, staining his glasses a crimson red, and only now did the searing pain begin to spread from his forearm, crashing over his fragile nerves like a tidal wave.
The screams nearly drowned out the overburdened engine.
"Empty?" Grace raised an eyebrow.
"Empty," Sisko said, dazed.
"Empty!" Chaman smirked at the corner of his mouth.
If previously Sisko was careless, then this ti it was a bona fide mistake.
The distance between them had been narrowed to less than fifty ters.
"Damn it."
"Can a person really be faster than a bullet?"
The voices of the two n in the car behind ca over the intercom, evidently they were also amazed by the scene unfolding before them.
Sisko shook his head, "No, he dodged before I even fired."
"Is this so kind of superpower? Do such things really exist in the world?"
Everyone was astounded.
"No, it's possible he's like , with an abnormally keen perception of firearms."
Sisko pondered, his affinity for guns was innate; each barrel was an extension of his arm—his shots were unerring, consistently accurate. He was one of those rare individuals blessed with a skill that couldn't just be trained. Talent wasn't quite the right word either.
And it wasn't just about never missing a shot; whenever a gun was pointed at him, even if it wasn't in his line of sight, Sisko always had a peculiar sensation.
"Is he really that formidable?"
"If he wasn't formidable, how could he have caught Ved, let alone to this degree? If he joined us, we would probably have to call him boss."
Ben had thought the other party was formidable enough, but had not expected him to be on the sa bizarre level as Sisko.
Troubleso!
anwhile, Bi Fang, on the other side, had knocked out the black guide and pushed him back into the car through the rear window, he too sensed trouble.
With the other party firing intermittent shots, being so passive was intolerable. He couldn't even dare to stick his head out, let alone charge into the forest to counterattack.
Even though he had two pistols and a shotgun, the shotgun could be dismissed due to the long distance, making it practically useless.
The two pistols, on the other hand, were another matter entirely. He was unerring, but so was the marksman on the other side.
Moreover, the firepower wasn't on the sa level.
For now, luck had been on his side, controlling the car with ropes, luckily encountering no large rocks on the road. Bad luck would spell doom; he couldn't delay.
He had to take the initiative to strike!
Thinking this, Bi Fang checked his equipnt one more ti, loading both pistols; he also had a shotgun, and lastly, there were the bow and arrow and the Short Spear on his back.
But after a mont's consideration, he put down the bow, the Short Spear, and the shotgun, taking only the two pistols and a dagger with him.
It was ti to make a move.
When everyone saw Bi Fang in this state, they imdiately realized he was preparing to counterattack!
Bi Fang lifted his head, checking the position and distance of the car behind him through the rearview mirror—less than thirty ters separated them now.
After a glance at the moon, Bi Fang started to breathe deeply, his leg muscles tensed, his entire body hunched like a Leopard ready to pounce.
After ntally counting to three, Bi Fang forcefully kicked off the seatback and hurled himself through the shattered window and out!
What was he doing?!
No one knew why Bi Fang suddenly went out, but soon, everyone was too shocked to speak.
Under the moonlight, the agile man seed to transform into a flowing shadow, actually leaping out like a Leopard through the narrow window. He then rolled inside the car, quickly regained his composure, and with a single stride, stepped onto the vehicle's sideboards.
Bi Fang's heart thudded wildly, his blood flowed like molten lava, and every ounce of muscle strength was summoned to its peak—excellence at its finest!
Using the sideboards as leverage, Bi Fang leapt again, his gaze fierce and fearless!
The military-grade aluminum alloy sideboards, under his unmatched force, bent into a "mountain" shape, reflecting the cold white light.
Wind howled by his ears.
In one fluid movent, under the moonlight, everyone saw a sleek Leopard.
His outstretched form blocked the moonlight, casting a shadow across the car's windows.
Everyone was flabbergasted.
Zhuomuke, gripping the steering wheel, saw his pupils dilate suddenly; it was as if sothing had gripped his heart, leaving it too frightened to beat.
He felt like helpless prey unable to struggle, rely watching as the mighty eagle swooped down from the sky to carry him away.
With a thud.
The eagle landed; Bi Fang crashed onto the hood of the off-road vehicle, and using the montum, he kept rolling to dissipate the impact, rolling onto the roof. Bi Fang reached out and grasped the roof rack, successfully halting himself.
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