Chapter 171 The Sun Tribe

• More than a dozen massive crocodiles crawled out from behind the trees and swiftly approached the Vietnamese people whose limbs I had dismembered. On their heads were fresh, green aquatic plants which left a trail of mud on the path they came from.
• There was probably a sizeable river nearby where these crocodiles lived. They were all attracted to the smell of fresh blood.
• The crocodiles closed in on the Vietnamese people in no time. With their mouths wide open, they bared their sharp teeth and enjoyed the feast I had prepared for them.