Lu Xi'an knew that brown bears were large, but he had never seen a brown bear this huge.
If this creature could even still be called a brown bear.
Its eyes were swollen, its nose was peeling, its teeth jutted out, and its visage was hideous. The brown fur on its body was like spikes, and Lu Xi'an wondered what would happen if a car hit it.
Lu Xi'an saw beneath its fur various festering wounds, as if decayed flesh had scabbed over, hidden by the fur.
One or two scabs were even raised, forming tumors that reminded him of the eyes of that fish in the river.
"Yao Wei, get out of the car and run far away!"
Lu Xi'an shouted loudly.
As he spoke, he threw the lock body of the padlock at the brown bear with a "whoosh", while his eyes glanced at the Liang River.
Then he sharply noticed that faint ripples were gently spreading across the Liang River, which was utterly abnormal in the stillness without wind or waves.
It's that weirdo!
That person indeed has not given up!
