The wolf pinning Gu Zhang down was just a hair's breadth from tearing out his throat. Gu Qing and Er Lang raised their knives, ready to strike.
Gu Fei raised her gun, aimed at the wolf's head, and fired several shots in quick succession. BANG! BANG! BANG!
The wolf's body went rigid. It slid off Gu Zhang and collapsed to the ground, its eyes wide open, with only a single breath left in it.
Gu Fei rushed over. "Dad, are you all right?"
Gu Zhang couldn't speak.
Gu Fei saw that the flesh on her father's neck was a mangled, bloody mess.
She quickly took out the golden sore medicine she had bought at the pharmacy and a clean cloth strip she had prepared earlier, tossing them to Gu Qing. "Get Dad inside the circle and put this on his wound!"
Gu Qing's hands trembled as he took the medicine vial, quickly helping his father into the middle of the circle.
Gu Fei only glanced once before turning back.
'This is no time to let my guard down. Uncle Ma said there were five or six wolves.'
