Chapter 909: We Must Bury One!

Li Qing scraped away the yellow soil covering the charred head below and unexpectedly discovered that this fellow was not just barely breathing; by the looks of it, there were at least two or three breaths left in him.

Because he actually still had the strength to struggle.

When Li Qing reached out to lift the soil, that guy even grabbed his arm.

It's just that the very refined suit he wore was completely ruined, shredded to ribbons, and one could clearly see the charred flesh beneath, emitting a foul smell that could only be described as that of burnt meat.

Brushing the man's arm aside, Li Qing let out a cold chuckle and said, "Let go of your claws, eh? If you try that again, I'll really take your life!"

The middle-aged man's eyes, tightly shut, trembled fiercely a few times, and he let go of his hand, no longer trying to stop Li Qing.

Li Qing swiftly cleared away the yellow soil and rescued the middle-aged man from the mound of earth.