Chapter 242
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Shao Qing's throw was very accurate. She had probably thrown it right around the tiger. This poor big tiger's fur had been blasted black. It was missing tufts here and there.
The tiger didn't know who the culprit was. As soon as it jumped out, it attacked the first person it saw. It was fine if it was just one, after all, it was only a high-level level-three tiger. But it had a wife, and there was a tigress behind it.
The tiger couple jumped into the crowd at that time and started a massacre.
The mutant tiger was considered a high-level level-three mutant tiger. It wasn't something ordinary level-three and level-three paranormals could resist. The paranormals who were chasing Shao Qing immediately became chaotic.
"Retreat!" Shao Qing took the opportunity to throw Yan Qiyue out of the crowd. Yan Qiyue used the momentum and landed on a branch. Han Lilin naturally wouldn't let them leave. He was about to chase after them when Shao Qing whipped him. Coincidentally, he hit the tigress's head.
He landed on the tigress's head, and the tigress almost fainted. The tigress turned around and clawed at him. If Han Lilin didn't react quickly, he would have been slapped to the ground.
Gu Panpan was at the front and rushed out. Han Lilin was entangled by the tiger and couldn't chase after them. Shao Qing and the others broke out of the encirclement.
Han Lilin was so angry that he stomped his feet.
"Chase! Chase! Don't let them escape! " Han Lilin knew that the foundation he had built with his own hands had been destroyed by Shao Qing just like that. In the future, he might have to spend the rest of his life on the run. He was a fugitive, and what he was best at was revenge. Before he fled for his life, he had to leave Shao Qing and the other culprits alive no matter what.
It didn't matter even if he had to run for his life. In the survival base, he would go out to rob during the day and hide at night. Once he was surrounded, he would move his base.
When the time came, he would find a remote place and lead his brothers. He could either be a bandit or build a small base. He could still live a happy life.
Therefore, the same scene appeared again. The four of them were running in front while a group of people chased behind them. At this time, going up the mountain would be courting death. Those who were a little smarter knew that Han Lilin's people were blocking them on the other side of the mountain. Shao Qing turned around and ran back without saying anything.
Yan Qiyue was the slowest among the four. He was carried on Shao Qing's shoulders like a sack. After being jolted all the way, he almost vomited all his stomach acid.
They were being chased, and their speed was unprecedentedly fast. Before they reached the foot of the mountain, they saw a group of people rushing over from the foot of the mountain. Shao Qing was startled, thinking that they were Han Lilin's reinforcements. After taking a closer look, she saw that the leader was Yan Hanqing.
Reinforcements had arrived!
At this time, Han Lilin had almost caught up with them. As soon as he looked up, he saw the four people slip into the crowd like slippery loaches and then look at him calmly.
Han Lilin almost vomited blood at that time. Originally, he was the one chasing them, but now they were chasing him. Han Lilin turned around and ran without saying anything, his speed was faster than a rabbit's.
This time, it was Shao Qing who didn't want him to run. She threw Yan Qiyue aside and jumped up. The vines that flew out hooked onto Han Lilin's ankle. Han Lilin ran too fast and was almost bitten off by the vines.
At this time, the paranormals from the capital swarmed up. Han Lilin couldn't escape and was tied up like a fried dough twist.
"There are still some paranormals left at the foot of the mountain. Please go and clean them up." Shao Qing was relieved and said to the leader.
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