A shadow was the first to pounce on Zhang Xiaojun.
I saw Zhang Xiaojun's body arch backward and slam into the wall. The next second, blood streaked across the snow-white wall in a spray of red.
Zhang Xiaojun's throat had been torn open. The blood-smeared bear was still on top of him, sliding down to the floor along with his small body.
More shadows leaped into that corner.
The change had come so suddenly that even Chen Xiaoqiu, who was closest, couldn't react in time.
By the time Chen Xiaoqiu released the man and tried to rush over, a giant tree of blood had already blossomed across that patch of wall.
The man let out a heart-wrenching scream and shoved Chen Xiaoqiu aside, trying to rush over, but the other shadows knocked him to the ground.
I rushed forward, reacted quickly, and yanked Chen Xiaoqiu back.
The shadows charged at us, but didn't bite. They only slammed into us, making us stagger backward.
I turned to look at Lü Qiaolan. She tried to get up, but the bears pinned her to the ground. They were sprawled across her, weighing her down so she couldn't rise.
"Junjun! Junjun!" Lü Qiaolan cried.
The sounds of chewing stopped, and the blood no longer sprayed.
Several blood-covered bears emerged from the corner. Their smiling mouths were smeared with blood and bits of flesh, making them look especially terrifying.
"Why... why..." Lü Qiaolan asked blankly.
"It's all your fault! These bears of yours! They killed us, they killed us..." The man's furious curses grew shrill, his voice rising. After a scream, the chewing started again.
Lü Qiaolan screamed wildly, trying to throw off the bears pinning her down. She struggled helplessly on the floor.
Chen Xiaoqiu wanted to help, but a row of bears stood