Pain, an unbearably intense pain that seemed to burst every pore in Zhang Fan's body.
The battle with the mastiffs was like a summation of all his strength. During that time, he had completely forgotten about the gang of Poison Spiders lurking with covetous eyes.
Had it not been for the screech of the Poison Spider that jolted him to reality, that very moment could have burst his heart.
Can a person be faster than a bullet? Impossible!
"Ding, the host's body has been injured, do you wish to spend 8000 Spiritual Value for Healing?"
"Yes!"
Zhang Fan confirmed without hesitation.
What a joke; without Healing, was he waiting to die?
The bullet had gone straight through his left abdomen, piercing his stomach.
Without Healing, even without the Poison Spider gang, he would have died from shock due to blood loss alone!
"Counting down!"
"10!"
"9..."
