The old hunter sneered: "There will not be many white lions in the world like that..."

"Little reporter, did you see us fighting the white lion in the afternoon?"

Lan Mu shook his head and said, "I don't know, I arrived at night..."

"Don't lie! Boy!" The old hunter interrupted Lan Mu's words with a look of seeing through.

"When you were pointed at the head by a gun just now, everything was exposed. You must have been there at that time and saw it with your own eyes!"

"Otherwise, I wouldn't say with certainty, 'Don't you want to know the whereabouts of the white lion'!"

After hearing this, Huang Sheng also smashed Lan Mu with a butt and said viciously: "Damn, I know you are not honest, tell me!"

Lan Mu swallowed, thinking that he was still too tender, and said, "Yes. I saw it all."

"I was nearby and heard the gunshots, so I walked towards this side and saw a mighty white lion pounced on one of you and scratched him."

"I hid behind the tree in the distance and watched, you were defeated by the white lion and ran away."

Huang Sheng said angrily: "What are you running away? You guy knows nothing!"

"Hey." The old hunter stopped Huang Sheng from fighting again and sneered: "Escape is running away, there is nothing that cannot be admitted."

"Tell me, where did the White Lion go after we left?"

Lan Mu opened his mouth and looked at a group of people surrounding him with hunting rifles, and suddenly shut up.

"Hmph, boy, if you don't say it, you'll die. There's still a glimmer of life if you say it." The old hunter said in a sequel.

Lan Mu is not stupid. He knows that he will die if he says it, and that if he doesn't say it, there is a glimmer of hope.

And he couldn't say anything, so he could only make up. He was the white-haired lion himself, where did he go to find the white lion for this group of people?

Seeing Huang Sheng hit him with a butt again, he said indifferently.
Chapter completed!