Everyone was stunned by the scene before them. Wasn't this the kind of monster that only appeared in movies? How could it be here? If Zhang Ting hadn't warned them beforehand, they might have really thought it was someone in a costume.
Roar, roar.
The Mothman let out a chilling roar, like a beast excited to see prey after hibernation. Zhang Ting faintly sensed a crisis, with killing intent lurking all around. This Mothman was truly a monster.
"Open fire." Zhang Ting was the first to pull the trigger, bullets fired one after another, each embedding in the flesh. Zhang Ting almost aimed exclusively for the Mothman's head, which seemed small compared to its massive body.
Bang, bang, bang.
