Chapter 897 African Tree Snake

The sound was extremely subtle.

Had the environment not been so quiet that even the heartbeat could be felt, perhaps even Bi Fang would have overlooked it, and the audience in front of the screen heard nothing at all.

Bi Fang became alert, instinctively stepping back.

Just then, the hissing sound intensified, and a few audience members began to react, with Cheetah Harley's fur bristling!

But it was already too late.

As the sound grew more intense and Bi Fang stepped back, from somewhere in his rear diagonal, within the reach of the torch, a rock perfectly blended with the ochre rock wall suddenly quivered.

The drone quickly captured the moving object, and to the astonishment of everyone, the rock, like a finely cut apple peel, unpeeled layer by layer. It sprang from its center, lunging toward the back of Bi Fang's neck!

A snake!

A venomous snake with exceptionally cunning camouflage!

Like a bolt of lightning, it all happened too quickly for anyone to react.