Cooking the Village Chief

The monster looked at Bai Lin, and Bai Lin looked at the monster.

One minute passed.

Bai Lin was a little impatient and kicked it. "Haven't you had enough? It's not like he'ss anything good."

This time, the kick felt different from before. It was a little hard, as if she had kicked someone.

The next second, the monster spat Wang Can out.

Wang Can was lying on the ground face down holding his stomach. He did not get up for a long time, and his eyes were unfocused.

It was too terrifying. He felt as if he had arrived in outer space just now. There was no sound. No matter how he called out, no one responded. Every second felt as long as a year.

The most terrifying thing was that he had been attacked in the abdomen by something!

The monster was no longer the same monster that timidly hid in the corner after being kicked by Bai Lin.

It was already past midnight, and this was now its home ground!