Chapter 272. Don’t You Dare Run

Paul hit Nancy’s hand with the bamboo pole, forcing her to let go of the hose. She was all that he was thinking about, so it caught him off guard when the crocodile bit his bottom.

Nancy could not help but laugh. She had warned him, but did he listen? Of course not. She thought – Men are single-mindedly stupid!

Paul cried out in pain, and as the reptilian beast increased its grip on his heinie, the bamboo pole fell to the ground. Had he not had previous experience with crocodiles, this might have been the end of him.

Paul fell backward, and as his weight fell on the beast, it was forced to let him go. Then, when it attacked again, he was ready for it. Paul reached out, grabbed it by the mouth, and pulled it open as far as he could.

Eventually, the skin began to tear where the crocodile’s upper and lower jaw met, and there was a loud cracking sound as its articular bone snapped. Blood and bits of bone gushed out of its mouth as it made its retreat into the wet