Lying on this branch was already blissful as I was hanging in the air with one hand on a rope, and after making sure I couldn't turn over, I accepted the position and comforted myself mentally: at least it looked cool.

The rain hit my face without any shelter, and I had to stick my head as far forward as I could to open my eyes. The rain flowed like a curtain of water through the eyes, and what I saw was a little blurry. Fortunately, my position is close to the banyan tree opposite, especially the Laotian lying on the treetops, as if they are right in front of me, as if they can jump over.

But the Laotians didn't take the risk, I saw him pulling something hard, and I saw in the direction he was pushing hard, and there was something connected between two trees. The rain was so heavy that I couldn't look up, vaguely realizing that it wasn't the rope we brought, it was much thicker than the rope.

Suddenly the Lao man stood up, and he actually stood up on the treetops, and then jumped up as if there was a spring under his feet, and made an arc in the air and landed on a branch above me. Of course, I knew instantly that he had jumped with the resilience of this tree. But his approach was really ingenious.

The branches on it hung down with a bang, and the Laotian was holding the rope with his feet like monkeys, and I could see clearly that he was holding on to his belt. The Laotian belt is actually a very wide and long cloth that can be wrapped around the waist more than a dozen times. The Laotian shook the belt in his hand and shouted at Buasong.

By this time, Buazon had already climbed to the canopy. And after the giant python hit the trunk of the tree several times and did not kill itself, it suddenly made an even more unbelievable move. Its body squirmed for a moment, and then suddenly spat out a bloody mass. Is it vomiting blood?

I quickly dismissed the hypothesis, and a white light came out of the bloody mass. Monty Python spat out the signal canister.

Although the python spit out the signal canister, the phosphorus fire that the signal canister spewed out in its body just now was enough to cause great damage to it. I was shocked to see the mass of flesh it spat out, it was fresh, it was from its body, not the remnants of its stomach.

The python swayed its body, and the rain diluted the blood, flowing down the trunk of the tree all over the big banyan tree. I don't know if this damage will weaken the Python's aura, but the Python's ferocity has undoubtedly skyrocketed a lot. His head shook for a moment, and then he immediately locked onto Buazon, the nearest person, and coiled his body around the trunk of the tree a few times before burrowing into the canopy of the banyan tree.

Now it was Buazon and the python fighting for speed, and I watched the python quickly approaching Buazon, and I was panting with nervousness. The Laotians climbed quickly and with agility, and soon approached the treetops.

What I want to pray now is that the branches of the tree are not crushed by the python, because as soon as the python climbs the canopy, the whole canopy is crushed. I don't think the canopy can bear the weight of the python, especially the treetops, and Buazon not only has to run past the python, but also leave the banyan tree before the python reaches the treetops, otherwise there is a high risk of falling down with the branches crushed by the python.

Reaching the treetops, the python sped up, and seemed to ignore the danger, or rather it could not see the danger it was facing, and most of its body coiled into the canopy. The forked tongue "slopped" and expanded, and I could see a ball of blood every time its tongue stretched out. It's all so hurt, and it's so desperate, I look like I'm collapsing.

The treetops sinked, and the python's body pressed against the branch on which Buazon had climbed. My heart sank.

I was facing Buazon because the treetop was being pushed down so hard that Buazon was facing me almost at the same height as I was. But instead of looking at me, he seemed to be looking at another Laotian.

Then I heard the Laotian above shout something, and then the wide cloth belt flew out in front of my eyes, and at the same time, I saw Bu Asong leap forward and jump towards me.

I was dumbfounded, as if I should have opened my arms to hug him, but I couldn't, and I was the first to let go of my hand.

Buazon pounced on the wide cloth belt and grabbed it accurately. With this inertia, Buazon grabbed the wide cloth belt and flew towards me, and I watched as Buazon flew over, unable to make any moves, not even to protect the most vulnerable lower body. I just hope I don't get killed or knocked unconscious by him.

However, I soon realized that this worry was unnecessary, and it was not he who was killed by him, but the giant python that followed behind Buazon.

Buazon jumped away from the banyan tree, but did not let the python give up the pursuit. Similarly, Buazon's departure from the banyan treetops did not relieve the pressure on the banyan treetops, and the python quickly pounced on Buazon the moment he jumped away, not only supplementing Buazon's weight, but also pressing the branch of the banyan tree even lower.

The python was now a little lower than us, and it quickly poked its head out of the treetops, opened its bloody mouth, and pounced on Buazon with its upper body as if it had been fitted with a spring. Blood spurted out the moment the python opened its mouth. I can't understand the rules of behavior of these inferior creatures, and I don't think even if it swallowed Buazon, its crumbling stomach wouldn't be able to digest the food.

Buazon was obviously aware of the danger behind him, and he climbed up twice as he swung over, but it didn't really work, at most, he wouldn't collide with me, and he couldn't avoid the speed of the python at all.

I had to do something, and I'm ready to do something, but whatever I'm doing at the moment is going to be extremely challenging for me. I don't have any advantage in this position except for good vision, and the worst thing is that I can't maintain balance. Even so, I'm ready to fight, I can't face a living person dying in front of my eyes. Although this is a very challenging thing for me, it is not impossible to succeed.

Again, my right hand was forced. Originally, I was thrown by the Laotians to lie on my back on a branch and leaf mat, with my limbs spread apart to share the weight, while my right arm was thrown in a natural position. Now not only my right arm, but also the right side of my body is almost crippled, and it is difficult to use force. But now it's up to him to keep his body balanced.

He grabbed a branch with his right hand, released his left hand, pulled out his pistol from an awkward angle, and loaded it with one hand under his armpit. After these few simple movements, I almost collapsed, holding the pistol with my dislocated right arm and loading it, while not letting go of the branches, which made me sweat in pain.

While I was still in shape, I quickly turned my gun on the python.

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