The starving Wild Wolf eyed fat Huang Zhong the way one might look at a big roast chicken, and pounced straight at him.
"Ah!"
Huang Zhong closed his eyes in terror, trembling, and ended up peeing himself.
Just at this critical juncture,
Bang.
A crisp gunshot rang out; Huang Zhong felt his face splattered and his body weighed down by something heavy. When he opened his eyes, he saw the Wild Wolf with its head blown open, causing him to shudder all over again.
Tiger, his face ashen, watched the wolf pack wreaking havoc in the hallway. He raised his hand and bang, bang, bang, fired several shots in succession, the exposed Wild Wolves outside the door getting shot one by one.
However, the Wild Wolves outside were not frightened by the gunshots. The scent of blood only stirred their ferocity, and they turned around to swarm into the box room. Tiger held a revolver, a gun with great power, but it could only hold six bullets.