Qi Lang knew he could run fast. As the No. 1 soldier of the 27th Regiment, he ran at the front of the training team every morning, and in order to keep his ears quiet, he always ran faster and faster, leaving the white corporal as far away as possible. That made him a Scud.

But Qi Lang also knew very well that no matter how fast he ran, he couldn't outrun those mutant monsters with four legs. He had such an experience, and during his three years in the slave camp, he had seen many similar tragedies: the slaves who collected spirit stones unfortunately had a meeting with mutants, and in the process of scattering and fleeing, the ones who could save their lives in the end were often not the fastest runners, but the fastest brains.

What he needs is to constantly change direction, like an antelope being chased by a cheetah, and use his dexterity to make up for his lack of speed.

The mutant liger's right eye was hit by an arrow, which meant that there would always be a large area on its right side that could not be covered by the line of sight! Qi Lang firmly grasped this, and whenever the roar behind him was closer, he would always jump out to the right side in time and accurately. In less than three minutes, he had saved his life at least three times with this move!

However, with this move alone, he would not be able to escape the fate of being torn to shreds, because the liger had already completely targeted him - his arrow completely enraged it!

At this moment, the monster's face was already covered with green blood, flowing down the wrinkles on the side of its nose into the corners of its mouth, and the infestation of great pain and bloody qi made it more and more violent! Its roar was more deafening than the other, and each claw attack could sweep the boulder weighing half a ton aside! And it seemed that its endurance was also quite amazing, after sprinting for four or five hundred meters, there was still not the slightest sign of fatigue, and a large amount of radiation changed its body structure at the same time, it also gave it amazing energy.

Qi Lang no longer expected others to rush up and help him get out of danger. He didn't know where Quill and the corporals were hiding, and he believed that his life was not in their sights. What is he? An alien yellow man, a former slave! If he were to die under the minions of this mutant beast, Qi Lang believed that no one would even frown at it.

Qi Lang had to figure out a way on his own, he couldn't allow himself to lose his life in vain!

Qi Lang held the bow and arrow firmly in his hand, he knew that if he couldn't find a chance to give it a fatal blow, he would be swept by the dagger-sharp claws sooner or later, and the fate of the next could be imagined, he would die a miserable death, not even a bone left.

It was true that the mutant liger had a much larger target than the target thirty meters away, but it was already fully running, and its rough skin seemed to be made of stainless steel, and he could almost imagine that if he shot an arrow at it aimlessly, the arrow would sting and be sidelined. And there are only three arrows left, Qi Lang has no capital to squander, he must control his every move.

Unless you can shoot it in the other eye, that's the only chance!

Qi Lang was running as he thought about his plan in his head. He needed to slow down the mutant liger while still being able to stop himself and take aim with his bow and arrow for at least two seconds.

Qi Lang knew how his first arrow had hit its target - it had come up very slowly, about ten meters away from Qi Lang's arrow, as if it was so surprised by the ignorance and arrogance of the two little men in front of it that its eyes were as big as Aunt Casey's best beef burger. The red eyes are very similar to the ten-ring symbol in the center of the circle on the training target, although Qi Lang has never accurately hit the ten rings in tens of thousands of shots in the past few months, but this time, Qi Lang set a record at the moment of life and death!

He controlled his fear, his hands trembling without the slightest tremble, and the arrow was accurate, shooting deep into the mutant liger's right eye. If Qi Lang hadn't guessed wrong, the arrow would have hurt its cranial nerves somewhat, otherwise the liger wouldn't have lost its mind so violently, and even gave up the opportunity to eat Ouwu. You know, that big guy has a lot more meat on his body than Qi Lang.

But now, Qi Lang didn't have time to complain about the lion and tiger beast's favoritism, he had to try his best to get out of the predicament, use all the resources at his disposal, and shoot another arrow to completely blind it!

More than ten meters in front, there is a boulder, which is four or five meters high. It was a good cover! Qi Lang quickly made up his mind, he dodged one of the beast's attacks with a horizontal jump, and in a few steps he jumped in front of the boulder, and began to circle around it.

The injured mutant liger was in hot pursuit, following Qi Lang and making several empty pounces in a row. In this race in circles, it finally slows down, and this style of running makes it simply not possible for it to fully exert its speed. The intense pain in his right eye also made it difficult for him to maintain the caution and composure of his predator as before.

It chased it twice to the right and then turned back again, but it could not stop its prey, and its opponent had sharp ears and a clear mind, and seemed to be much smarter than an antelope or something like that.

At this time, it noticed that the footsteps coming from the opposite side were also soft, and the rapid wheezing had even disappeared, and it seemed that its prey had lost its strength. Feeling that his chance had come, the liger could easily pounce him to the ground and tear his flesh off bit by bit with its own teeth until it chewed all his bones apart.

However, just as its hideous face slowly emerged from around the corner, it saw an arrow with a cold light waiting in front of it!

Whoosh! Qi Lang let go of his right hand, and the arrow came out of his hand!

That left eye has just shown a fierce light, and the arrow has arrived!

Bang!

A furious scream!

The mutant liger lunged forward in a frenzy! it was blind, the pounce lost its purpose, its claws clawing hard at the rocks beside it. The ten-ton rock shook slightly. With a single blow of its claws, the solid rock was like a crunchy cocoa cake, and the gravel splattered with a loud bang.

Qi Lang couldn't dodge, and was scraped by a stone the size of a basin on his thigh, and blood immediately flowed.

He held his breath and slowly stepped back. It is true that this mutant liger is blind and can no longer pose a direct threat to itself, but its frantic struggle is amazingly powerful, and its claws swinging around and its violently shaking head are not to be taken lightly.

Just then, a panting Ou appeared. He chased for a long time, carefully waiting for the right time behind, and now, his chance has finally arrived!

Woo!

The ugly saw in Owu's hand made a loud buzzing noise!

It's a slap in the crack!

Ao Wu jumped up, his strong body actually flew up more than two meters high, and his slash was really amazing! Qi Lang had never seen O'U's slash so accurate, it seemed that he must have done a lot of training in private, and the force was also very heavy, judging from the sound of the saw, it must have surpassed Felix's proud demonstration.

The sawtooth sank deep into the mane of the mutant liger's neck, and then, under the traction of Owu's weight of a hundred kilograms, he slashed a long bloody hole downward!

When the great pain struck, the beast opened its huge mouth and roared to the sky, the sound was so loud that it almost scared Qi Lang's soul away.

It shook its head in pain, knocking the unsteady Au-U to the side.

Owu fell so badly that the blow nearly shattered his bones. He reluctantly made a face-to-face salute with the liger, and although he carried it on his broad shoulders in time, his brownish-red face was still splashed with green blood. The Aowu saw had also come out of his hands and flew several meters away.

However, O'U was in a much better situation than his opponent, and he struggled a bit and quickly got up. On Ou Wu's face, a proud smile was already visible.

He succeeded, though he didn't smash the mutant liger's nose and then saw its head off, as he had expected. But after the move, he knew he had succeeded—its blood was flowing like a faucet, and needless to say, the saw must have slipped through its arteries as planned.

The mutant liger beast writhed wildly in place, green blood splattered everywhere, although Qi Lang had withdrawn a full three or four meters away, it was still not spared, the hem of the linen robe had been completely dyed green, exuding an unpleasant fishy smell.

Oh!

A final roar exploded from the giant jaw of the mutant liger.

It fell. Like a hill, it fell to the ground with a thud. This seemingly unconquerable beast in the world finally lost its life under the joint attack of Qi Lang and Ouwu.

"I'm going to kill it!" roared Owu!

He picked up his saw and raised it to Qi Lang proudly, his eyes full of pride: "Have you seen it, you bastard, I killed him!

"Don't rush to get credit just yet, Owu. But Qi Lang didn't show any excitement, his voice sounded calm, but it gave people the impression of extreme despair, "Unless you can kill them all, you will have the capital to go back and show off your bravery." ”

At this moment, just behind Ou Wu, a low roar came.