Second level Patrol Officer Fan Yu's eyes were filled with intense fear.
He carefully drove an old patrol car, racing down the pitch-black road, his mind inadvertently recalling the earlier scene.
A big macaque, entirely golden yellow, one size larger than a normal macaque, slammed fiercely into an anti-riot vehicle.
"Boom!"
There was a loud explosion.
The five-ton anti-riot vehicle's side instantly dented a large chunk, quickly rolled a few times, and toppled into the roadside ditch.
And the big macaque merely staggered back a few steps, shook its head a bit dizzy, and then returned to normal.
This scene left an incredibly deep impression on Fan Yu.
Now, thinking back, he still felt his heart pounding, and his arms trembled uncontrollably.
He didn't even know where he got the courage at the time to draw his gun, aim at the big macaque, and quickly empty the magazine.
The big macaque, drawn to the attention, roared angrily and charged over.
