Chapter 1245 Wolfie’s Wild Move, Part 2

• Wolfie seized the moment and went for the kill on the blue mini plane.
• The red little bird suddenly reared up, its body shooting higher—half a fuselage above the blue mini plane. From the belly of the red bird, a burst of white liquid sprayed out and splattered straight onto the blue mini plane’s wing propellers.
• That white liquid hit the wind and hardened into long silky strands, tangling around the blue mini plane’s propellers. Boom—its props got basically tied up.