When he saw that figure, Pan Feng subconsciously thought that it was the wild wolf that had been preparing to snatch his beast previously.
However, before he could approach, he felt a sudden punch to his stomach.
Then, a black shadow flashed and disappeared from Pan Feng's sight.
"Urgh ~"
Pan Feng, who had been beaten until he vomited bile, looked at the fog in front of him with a terrifyingly gloomy expression.
He was certain that the wolf that had ambushed him just now was definitely not Wild Wolf.
Wild Wolf was not that fast.
In other words, another group of people had sneaked in from the fog.
Thinking about how he had fought for so long and deliberately used the Blood Boiling Potion to make this Heavy Steel Bear manic and forget to use its skills, in the end, when he was about to harvest, so many people came to pick his fruit, his chest could not help but ache!
"F*ck!"
"Hawkeye, shoot into the fog!"