The fur of the saber-toothed tiger is yellow, blending perfectly with the surrounding grasslands, making them the most outstanding hunters, waiting for the moment to deliver a fatal blow.
This group of cows was the target of the saber-toothed tigers, but because the survivors were too close, they ended up being attacked instead.
The fat woman's screams pierced through the sky, almost scattering the clouds, as the women beside her turned and ran as if facing the apocalypse.
The saber-toothed tiger bit through the fat woman's arm and took another bite at her throat before quickly dropping her and lunging at Bai Xia.
"Don't run, fire!" Zhang Xinzhong bellowed, reminding his companions as he emptied the entire clip at the charging saber-toothed tiger.
The recoil lifted the muzzle, but since it was so close, several shots hit the body of the saber-toothed tiger, yet failed to kill it.
