"We're not all going to die here, are we?" Liu Liqun sat in the hollow, watching worriedly as the snow outside Yamaguchi gathered.
Everyone could see that outside Yamaguchi, more than twenty robust wild wolves had not left. Instead, they nestled in the snow, cautiously watching them.
Gradually, even as the Great Snow buried their bodies, they still did not move.
Qing Li saw this scene and pretended to charge out of the hollow.
The next moment, the twenty-odd wolves simultaneously stood up, shaking off the snow on their bodies, coldly staring at him.
Qing Li thought for a moment; he raised his automatic rifle and tried to fire at the wolves.
However, the wolf pack instantly increased their distance, not stopping until they were 300 meters away before lying down again.
Qing Li fired a few shots, but the pack didn't budge.
