Little Ivan immediately complied.
*
Ten minutes later.
In a snow forest.
Two figures dashed past, one behind the other.
The person in front looked panicked, clearly an Eastern Bering person being hunted down, and the one behind was, of course, Wang Guogou.
A few seconds passed.
"Bang!"
A gunshot suddenly rang out.
The sound was very close, just a few dozen meters away.
Wang Guogou was startled and instinctively turned his head towards the direction of the gunshot.
At that moment.
A sharp ice spike suddenly emerged from the snow, shooting towards Wang Guogou from another direction.
This was a visual blind spot.
By the time Wang Guogou realized the ice spike, it was too late to dodge.
The person merely tilted their head slightly, and the ice spike struck their neck, easily piercing through it.
"Snap!"
The ice spike shattered.
The head dropped off.
Not a drop of blood splattered because the low temperature of the ice spike had frozen it into stiff ice pellets.
