The three Jeep vehicles stopped, but there was no other movement; the people inside had no intention of getting out.
On the other hand, a few people got out from the other cars on each side, surprisingly forming a mix of white and black individuals.
From the middle of the three Jeeps came a woman's scream, then as if someone covered her mouth, cutting it off.
Lu Zheng glanced over, "A vendetta? Or an impulse?"
Lin Wan glanced at the back compartment of the pickups. On one of them lay the corpse of a male lion, and she frowned, saying, "Poachers?"
Lin Wan frowned, looked at the three Jeeps, her fingers gently raised, and Qi and blood surged.
Lu Zheng raised an eyebrow, "Is it that serious? Do poachers also need to kill to silence witnesses?"
"It depends on what they're poaching. People could have gunfights with patrol officers; why wouldn't they kill to silence witnesses?" Lin Wan said, "Normally it wouldn't go to that extent. I have no idea what's happening now."
