Qu Jianlei was particularly attentive to the man sitting in the back seat; he couldn't figure out what that seemingly simple palm strike was all about.
Moreover, this man's physical strength was extraordinary; he single-handedly tossed the several hundred-kilogram Snow Concealment Leopard's carcass onto the snowmobile's cargo bed.
He must be someone from the martial arts world! Qu Jianlei took a deep breath. "What a coincidence."
The man who delivered the palm strike had just landed when he seemed to notice their prying eyes. From several kilometers away, he cast a cold glance over.
Qu Jianlei was better off, only feeling a vague sense of pressure.
But Flower Scorpion was not so lucky; her body went limp instantly. "What the... What is this?"
Under normal circumstances, if someone had snatched the prey they had been watching all night, there would definitely be consequences!
