The casual pants I just bought have been torn open. Inside the holes, there is a long scar. It's a centimeter deep. There's no meat left. It soon spills blood.

I stood up with difficulty, turned around and looked behind Dong Caiying. I saw him carrying a dark bow and arrow, let alone a bow and arrow, because I couldn't tell them apart. It seemed like a crossbow on TV. I heard that many rich second generations now like to buy such crossbow to hunt. If the arrow hits the thigh, it will definitely go through the hole, with great power.

Just now my thigh was shot by an arrow,...