She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 655: Who Will Die First?

'It's so damp and warm here. I hope there are no snakes around.'

Thinking of this, Cheyenne didn't even dare to reach out to the branches beside her.

But with this slow pace, she feared that she wouldn't be able to get out of this swampy forest even after the sun went down.

What's worse, she had a lingering feeling of unease, as if there were invisible eyes watching her from behind.

This feeling intensified as she walked deeper into the swampy forest.

Sure enough, her intuition was correct.

Shortly after entering the swampy forest, with her vision greatly hindered, her hearing became unusually sharp.

In addition to the faint sound of the wind, there was also the "gurgling" sound of flowing water, along with the sound of footsteps.

Cheyenne judged that the person coming was a man!

Startled, she realized that her intuition was right. She was being followed, but when did this person arrive?

As she pondered, the man behind her also furrowed his brow, holding his breath as he cautiously took a step forward.

He regretted not making a move when they were by the stream earlier. Now that Cheyenne had entered the swampy forest, the mission's difficulty had increased by half.

It wasn't just the external difficulties, but also the psychological and physical pressure he was facing.

As the altitude increased, the air became thinner, and he found it increasingly difficult to breathe due to altitude sickness, unconsciously quickening his breath.

As a result, the inhalation of toxic gas accelerated, and his body began to feel heavier.

He couldn't let himself continue like this. The man quickly took out a yellow talisman from his pocket and murmured something under his breath.

The talisman ignited, but the bright yellow flame only lasted for less than three seconds.

feeling a warmth and ease throughout his body. The man couldn't help

piece of

he felt a quick bite on the back of his hand, followed by

bitten him, he dared not scratch the wound, so he could only

mound in front of him,

her from behind, "Cheyenne,

voice, Cheyenne quickened her

the wind and the

familiar, and he knew

it was obvious that he was calling out to

some thought, Cheyenne quickly identified

was

purpose in tracking himself?

not to hear and quickened her pace forward, her feet stepping

saved the day. Arms wide,

think you

A gunshot rang out

through the biting cold wind,

Cheyenne's keen sense of sound from her years of training, she might

ahead as the man behind continued

the forest stirred due to the commotion, flapping their

With her movements accelerating,

and

being pregnant, Cheyenne, with her petite figure, remained agile and

"Don't... don't run!"

like to see, would you run faster, or would my gun

to catch me? Do you think I'm stupid? If you really saw me, you would have come

nearly grazed

the condensation of forest mist, she didn't have the time to wipe it before a stone struck

"Uh."