Although Niu Zidong was a bit dissatisfied, he didn't dare to defy Qian Jin: "Why are you all still standing around? This damn beast has already been severely injured by Lord Qian. Capture it quickly and report back! If anything goes wrong, even a hundred heads won't be enough for the Gang Leader to chop!"
Liu Honglie ruled the Black Sand Gang with an iron fist. Upon hearing this, the gang members felt a chill in their hearts, and their fear of the Blood-toothed Demon Tiger dimmed somewhat.
Aside from Niu Zidong, the entire Black Sand Gang surged toward the Blood-toothed Demon Tiger.
The Blood-toothed Demon Tiger fought back with its life, but its injuries were too severe, and before long, it began to lose its strength.
From the shadows, Qian Jin observed the situation and immediately leapt out, landing on the back of the Blood-toothed Demon Tiger, now at its last gasp.
With a twirl of the steel fork in his hand, he drove it precisely and brutally into the tiger's eye.
