502: Chapter 501: Avenge the Murder of His Wife, Can You Take It Seriously?
502: Chapter 501: Avenge the Murder of His Wife, Can You Take It Seriously?
The giant black tongue lunged at Ning Fan, opening greatly, while the forked tongue kept trembling in midair.
Snakes do not have vocal cords, but in that moment, Ning Fan seemed to hear a silent roar emanating from the huge black snake’s head.
Run!
Without a second thought, Ning Fan leapt to his feet and bolted without a word, using the fastest speed he could muster.
The pursuing serpent behind him certainly wasn’t going to let Ning Fan escape so easily.
It twisted its body and gave chase, abandoning the corpses of its own kind.
Seeing this, Ning Fan suddenly realized that the snake from before must have been a female.
Had it been a male, there shouldn’t be such great animosity.
A vengeance for killing one’s spouse is insurmountable!
This time, Ning Fan had no desire to fight.
All he wanted was to run.
The previous serpent from before almost killed him, and he was not sure he could survive an encounter with this even more ferocious one.
Risking an adventure could be deadly, and Ning Fan could not afford to gamble.
Behind him, the serpent was clearly prepared to fight Ning Fan to the death.
Wherever it went, trees snapped with a crackling sound.
The entire primeval forest seemed as if a row of excavators had passed through it; debris scattered everywhere, and the overwhelming force caused Ning Fan, who was running faster than a rabbit, to break out in a cold sweat.
The previous serpent was fast, but this one was obviously faster!
Ning Fan knew he couldn’t outrun it.
What to do?
Was he really going to be toyed with by the serpent until death?
No, there had to be another way.
If only someone could help.
That way, someone could distract the serpent’s attention for Ning Fan, he thought.
Unfortunately, this was the Amazon Jungle.
Ning Fan had no friends here, and Chen Fengnan and his group had likely already left the jungle.
No, that’s not right.
Ning Fan suddenly froze.
He might not have friends, but he did have enemies!
The guys from the Skull Guild were intent on finding him, right?
Well, alright then, Ning Fan decided to pay them a visit right now, and moreover, with a generous gift!
With that thought, Ning Fan suddenly became excited.
He laughed heartily and started to adjust his direction, heading towards the camp in the swamp he had discovered earlier.
Behind him, the black serpent followed with a thunderous presence, flashy and as fast as lightning.
Ning Fan suddenly felt like he was walking a pet.
Inside the camp, within the tent, the leader wearing a skull mask spoke uneasily, “Something seems off; that guy hasn’t shown up yet.”
“Maybe he’s given up,” his subordinate guessed after some thought.
“No, I’ve always had a bad feeling.
Tell the people outside to be vigilant,” said the leader, his worry evident as he had a persistent bad feeling.
He had barely finished speaking when they suddenly heard a commotion outside.
The few men exchanged glances, puzzled, and walked out.
Once outside, their eyes widened in shock.
Under the faint light of the camp, a figure stood lazily in the very center of the clearing, looking like a guest who had arrived in the night.
What’s going on here?
Who is this?
In the camp, all the members were dressed in the Skull Guild’s uniform, uniformly neat and tidy.
Ning Fan’s attire stood out conspicuously among them.
He was as conspicuous as a turkey among a group of roosters.
“Who goes there?” the lieutenant shouted loudly, scanning the surroundings.
The unease in his heart grew stronger, but all he could see was this one guy.
Could there possibly be accomplices hiding in the dark?
“So quick to forget me, after playing with your men for so long, I thought I’d made a lasting impression,” Ning Fan said casually, waving his hand.
“Turn on the lights!” the lieutenant yelled.
With a few clicks, the surrounding floodlights switched on instantly, all focusing on Ning Fan.
At this moment, Ning Fan was like a dazzling star amidst the forest.
He waved to everyone around him and greeted them cheerfully, “Hello, hello everyone, what a grand welcome ceremony this is.”
Strange, too strange.
He had stormed into the camp single-handedly, seemingly unfazed by so many members of the Skull Guild; this man was either a fool or he truly had significant skills.
Given that he had previously killed so many of their men in secrecy, he definitely couldn’t be a fool.
But what was he doing here now?
“At first, I thought we had encountered a tough opponent, but who knew it would be a fool.
You dare to barge in here all by yourself; do you really think you are invincible?” the lieutenant sneered.
After speaking, he cautiously surveyed his surroundings.
Since the man wasn’t a fool, that meant he must have a backup plan.
But what could it be?
“Stop looking, I came here alone,” Ning Fan stated, seeing through the lieutenant’s intentions.
He was right, he had indeed come alone.
Although something had followed him, could that thing be classified as a person?
Clearly not!
According to Ning Fan’s calculations, that thing should have followed him by now, but for some reason, upon entering this marsh area, it had sunk into the marsh and didn’t seem to be in a hurry to chase after Ning Fan any longer.
It seemed the marsh was its favorite area to roam.
“Coming here alone, I admit you’ve got guts, but today, you’re still going to die.
We’ve been looking for you all this time.
You had the chance to run, but unfortunately, you chose to walk right into the trap.
Since that’s the case, go ahead and die!” With a loud shout, the lieutenant gestured with his hand, and the surrounding members all converged toward Ning Fan.
They didn’t shoot Ning Fan immediately, as the lieutenant wanted to see what kind of backup this man had.
His reaction was just too odd, as if he had not a single worry.
In fact, he misunderstood.
Ning Fan was indeed very worried.
The forest serpent had sunk into the marsh and seemed to have become still.
He was very concerned; surely, the forest serpent hadn’t seen the crowd and turned tail to run?
The grudge of murdering one’s wife, could it at least take that seriously?
If the forest serpent really had fled, Ning Fan would have been wanting to cry but had no tears.
His actions would have indeed turned into a walk into a trap.
Please don’t leave, I’m the one who killed your wife.
Ning Fan particularly hoped that the forest serpent would seek revenge on him.
He looked around and waited a good while, but there seemed to be no movement.
The lieutenant looked at Ning Fan suspiciously, thought for a moment, and then decided to kill the man first, hence shouted, “Kill him!”
He was a smart man, also very cautious.
He would never give his opponent a chance to turn the tables.
Since things were off, the best solution was to kill him first!
But just at that moment, suddenly, the surrounding marsh began to bubble up with large, gurgling bubbles.