Mommy Alert! The CEO Daddy Won't Stop Courting-Chapter 861: Tearing the Flesh from Her Arm…
Her eyes couldn’t see, yet she had to face three ferocious wolves.
Her fate was already sealed, leaving her with only a path to death.
But so what?
Even if it meant dying, even if she couldn’t kill them, she was determined to severely wound them!
Soon, the three vicious wolves launched an attack on Arnold from three different directions simultaneously.
One darted towards Arnold’s arm holding the dagger, another went for her other arm, and the third lunged straight at her face to bite.
Out of tension and fear, every muscle in Arnold’s body was taut.
She stood there quietly, as if paralyzed with fear.
But very quickly, Arnold moved.
Arnold stood there foolishly before, only to wait for the right moment.
She waited, waiting for the time when the three wolves were closest to her, hoping to harm the vicious wolves while protecting herself as much as possible.
Arnold held her breath and concentrated, listening and waiting.
As the gusts from the leaping wolves approached Arnold, and their foul breath was near, her wait for the optimal moment had arrived.
Without any hesitation, Arnold deftly lifted her foot and kicked hard at the wolf lunging towards her face.
Then Arnold retreated swiftly without lingering in a fight, dangerously dodging the bites from the other two wolves.
Thud! Thud!...
Arnold’s foot sent the pouncing wolf flying, landing it hard on the ground.
As for the other two wolves biting at her arms, Arnold’s successful dodge caused them to crash into each other and then fall to the ground.
The three wolves got up from the ground, emitting furious howls.
They encircled Arnold, their eyes reddish as they glared at her, once again lunging to bite her.
This time, Arnold also kicked one of the wolves over.
Moreover, the dagger in her hand plunged with precision into one wolf’s belly, slicing a long bloody mark on its stomach.
The wolf, with its belly torn open, let out a painful wail before collapsing to the ground, completely losing its breath.
In this way, Arnold successfully took care of one of the three wolves, but the other two were still very much alive.
Not only that, besides the dead wolf and the one kicked by Arnold, one of the three wolves managed to bite Arnold.
Its sharp fangs clamped onto Arnold’s arm, viciously tearing off a chunk of flesh...
Overwhelming pain surged, causing Arnold’s face to turn ashen as she retreated.
She backed up against a big tree, gasping heavily, "Boss, maybe this time Arnold really is going to die?"
As soon as Arnold’s muttered words fell, an angry voice from Mark rang out, "Arnold! Without my permission, not even King Yan can take your life, not to mention these mere beasts!"
Arnold was overjoyed, "Boss!"
The next second, realizing her predicament, Arnold became worried again, "Boss..."
"Quit the nonsense, I’ll deal with you later!" Mark coldly interrupted Arnold, quickly charging at the wolf that Arnold had kicked to the ground.
Mark gave the wolf no chance to get up from the ground, ruthlessly thrusting a sharpened stick he held into the wolf’s belly.
"Awooo!..." A piercing wolf howl echoed, and the wolf met its end.
Mark pulled out the stick from the wolf’s belly with one swift motion, turning abruptly.
His cold, sharp eyes dangerously watched the only wolf left, which had just swallowed the flesh from its mouth, exuding a terrifying aura—not just terrifying to humans, but to wolves.
The wolf whimpered and retreated, frightened so much by Mark’s murderous aura that it turned to flee.
But it was too late.
Just as it turned and ran a step away, Mark’s stick pierced its belly, ending its life instantly.
After finishing off the last wolf, Mark didn’t even bother to pull out the stick as he immediately walked over to Arnold’s side.
Seeing Arnold’s arm missing a large chunk of flesh, blood dripping and shocking to behold, Mark was both angry and pained, "What were you trying to prove being so reckless! Didn’t I tell you? Call me if anything happens! Are you deaf to my words or mute at a critical moment?!"
Arnold weakly spoke, facing Mark’s direction with a pale face, "I’m not deaf or mute, just... blind..."
...Not wanting to become a burden to the boss, nor wanting him to risk for saving me.
The latter part, Arnold kept in her heart unspoken.
Mark’s anger instantly dissipated.
"I’m not scolding you, it’s just that it was far too dangerous for you," Mark explained, then looked at Arnold and said, "who said you’re blind?"
Mark looked at Arnold, affirming, "I told you, your eyes will be fine! I’ll get you out of this forest soon and find a doctor to cure your eyes."
He finished speaking, looked at Arnold again, and asked, "Why? Don’t you believe me?"
Arnold smiled and nodded, "I believe!"
Mark looked at Arnold’s shoulder bitten by the wolf with heartache, "Arnold, I shouldn’t have left you alone to pick wild fruits, leaving you to get hurt!"
"I’m fine, Boss, what’s a little injury to us soldiers?" Arnold forced a smile despite the cramping pain in her shoulder.
Mark tenderly bandaged her wound, and looking at the pale girl, he gently held her in his arms. Arnold leaned quietly against Mark without hesitation, a bittersweet smile on her lips...
While Arnold faced the wolf pack alone, Mark was picking wild fruits from a tree not far in the forest.
Hearing the sudden wolf howls, Mark paused only briefly before his expression changed, "Oh no!"
Mark immediately jumped down from the tree, picked up the stick he had left below, and sprinted back.
He ran swiftly but still not fast enough.
When he was ten meters away from Arnold, he saw three wolves lunging at her simultaneously.
Mark was terrified.
He forgot to shout but never forgot to run.
With the wolf pack attacking Arnold, he couldn’t let anything happen to her!
Seeing Arnold kicking one wolf over and cutting open another’s belly with one hand, Mark was astonished!
Mark always knew Arnold was impressive, yet he never realized that even with her eyes injured, Arnold could still be so formidable!
Alongside the shock, Mark’s heart was also seized tightly.
Because he noticed that Arnold failed to escape the remaining wolf, which bit her arm fiercely.
Watching the wolf tear off a large chunk of flesh from Arnold’s arm, Mark was enraged.
