Chapter 44: Scorpion? What Are You Doing Here?

The bodyguard hesitantly said, “Mr. Schneider, you've already let three beasts go.” A gunshot echoed nearby. Someone was being killed. Frank clenched his fists secretly, pretending to be indifferent, “Drive. This beast is too weak. I want the strongest prey!” The bodyguard said no more and started the car. Frank felt restless. As an FBI agent, he couldn’t ignore such atrocities. But now, he had to blend in. How could he save more innocent people without arousing suspicion? As he pondered, another gunshot rang out nearby. Frank's heart tightened. He ordered the bodyguard to stop the car and then walked into the jungle with his hunting rifle. The bodyguard, thinking Frank was finally starting to hunt, excitedly parked the car and followed him. Frank surveyed the surroundings. The gunshot had come from here. Meanwhile. Munster was excitedly digging a pit after searching the third hunter for bullets and guns. Nina stood by, arms crossed, her beautiful eyes looking down at Mu