Although it was small and stout, as it landed, it flipped over quickly like a spider, with its limbs touching the ground. Its tiny head remained high, and its narrow eyes flashed incessantly.
In the next moment, Zeng Miaomiao began to move rapidly from side to side while Tan Wenbin watched her twist her body.
Suddenly, Zeng Miaomiao made a reverse pull, seemingly using inertia to evade Tan Wenbin's attention. Then she pounced forward, her arms like two sharp pincers stabbing at Tan Wenbin's abdomen.
After losing his target, Tan Wenbin fell back instinctively, his hands grabbing at the air and his legs kicking out.
His legs kicked through thin air, but his left hand caught hold of something, and he fiercely flipped it over, slamming it hard onto the ground.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
It rolled and slammed continuously, like a washing machine drum turning over and over.
