Sok tried to suppress the sound of her breathing. There was a reason she had chosen to flee here.
Fifty meters away was a bear trap she had dug herself. The pit was four meters deep, six meters long, and three meters wide, with sharpened wooden stakes planted at the bottom.
Only a narrow wooden plank ran across the middle. Sok had covered it with dirt, making it impossible to spot from outside. If Zhang Heng followed her footprints here and took one wrong step, he would be doomed beyond redemption. And even if he stepped correctly, placing every foot on the thin plank would not save him.
Sok had carefully chosen that plank. It could barely bear her weight, but Zhang Heng was much heavier. The board would definitely break beneath him, sending him into the trap below to be impaled and disemboweled.
As if to prove Sok's plan right, she heard the sound of wood snapping the next moment. Something had fallen into the pit!
Excitement flashed through Sok's cruel, cold little eyes. But she did not rush out. She first poked half her head out from behind the rock and quickly glanced around. Once she confirmed that Zhang Heng was nowhere nearby, her heart finally settled.
Holding her hunting rifle, she approached the trap step by step, ready to inspect her prey. Yet all she saw inside was a rock.
Sok stared in stunned disbelief, a sense of dread rising in her heart. But it was already too late. A figure silently dropped from the tree behind her.
Zhang Heng did not even fire a shot. With a single kick, he sent Sok into the trap she had dug herself.
The sharp stakes below pierced straight through her chest, arms, and neck, leaving her in a gruesome