Rusty Dragon

When the night came, there was a twittering sound in his ears, and the monster in the shadow began to move restlessly. Jason’s hungry stomach began to roar, and he couldn’t help swallowing saliva. Hunger is the best spur.

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A gunstock made of solid wood viciously rammed into Bondy's cheek.

That gloomy smile was instantly distorted by the ferocious blow.

Bondy's entire being fell to the ground. Then, the muzzle of a lever shotgun was pointed against his forehead while Jason looked down at him in a most condescending manner.

Not only was there not a tinge of fear in Bondy, he even let out a momentary somber laugh.

But right away, laughter like this came to an abrupt end--

In the midst of the deep, low graphical reiterations, at the moment when a special stance shrouded his entire body, Jason lifted his leg and kicked Bondy.

Suddenly, Bondy's entire body began convulsing, causing him to roll and huddle up on the spot.

An anguished cry was heard coming from Bondy, but it faded away quickly.

About two to three seconds later, Bondy shook his head and tried his best to get back on his feet.

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