The carriage drove in the silent darkness of the night, and two oil lamps hung on the carriage lit up the road.

Arno opened the window of the carriage, looked at the carriage not far away, turned back to Abel and said, "Which family belongs to this carriage outside?"

Able sat up straight, leaned his head against the window, and looked at the carriage: "This should be the carriage of the Kenway family, you see, the carriage is engraved with jackdaws, and the emblem of the Kenway family is the jackdaw, just like the eagle of our Dorian family." ”

Arno nodded, closed the window, and was about to sit down, when the carriage suddenly began to shake violently, and the horses, as if frightened by something, began to struggle as if they wanted to shake off the reins.

"Boom!!"

A loud thunderous bang came from outside the carriage.

Arnold stood up excitedly, kicked open the carriage door, and slammed out, and at the same time said to Megan, who got up from the seat, "Megan, you take your father and them back!"

Outside the carriage, the carriage of the Kenway family seemed to be split in half by a huge machete, and in the driver's seat, the coachman's head was gone, the wound on his neck sprayed blood, and the horse fell to the ground miserably, its waist seemed to be torn apart by the claws of some wild beast, and the blood spread mercilessly from the wound on its waist, staining the ground red, it was not dead, and it was lying on the ground and roaring weakly.

Arno held the stick of his cane in his left hand, drew his revolver from behind his waist with his right hand, and watched the dark street warily.

Meghan quickly climbed from the carriage to the roof, jumped into the driver's seat and grabbed the reins, and drove the carriage away, and there was a roar belonging to Ms. Messer from the speeding carriage: "Meghan! I can't believe it!

James got up from the car and surveyed around as he put his hand on Sevilla to stop her from getting up, "Damn! what the hell was that monster?!"

Seville lay on the ground and struggled to get up: "I seem to see it, it looks like a wolf!

James didn't let go of Sevilla's back, he continued to press Sevilla: "Don't move!

James saw Arno standing on the side of the carriage with his gun on guard through the oil lamp that had not yet been extinguished, and his brow furrowed: "Hey! I suggest you get out of here quickly!

Arno approached the carriage while guarding the unknown creatures hiding in the darkness, "Mr. James, I think you'd better get off the carriage and come to me, or I won't be able to guarantee your safety." ”

James looked at Arno in the light, pulled out a revolver from his body, and aimed it at Arno: "Ha! will you shoot us when we go down?" I don't know what trick you used to sabotage my carriage, but don't try to kill us easily!"

Arno didn't care about aiming his pistol, as if James was holding a toy gun, not a weapon of great danger, he tensed his body violently, and pointed the pistol at the corner of the street: "It's coming!"

"Whew!!"

With a roar, a huge black shadow rushed towards the carriage from the corner.

Arno aimed at the shadow and pulled the trigger continuously.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The huge body of the black shadow splashed three small blood flowers, and it seemed to be unaffected, and continued to rush towards the carriage without a pause!

James was stunned as he looked at the huge black shadow, and through the faint light, he saw the true face of the black shadow, a giant wolf! No, to be precise, a werewolf that seemed to have a human body!

It was covered with thick, hard, needle-like hair, arms like a human, two black claws raised high, a mouth full of sharp fangs, spit out its long, blood-red tongue, saliva dripped down the corners of its mouth as if it were torn, and its scarlet and brutal eyes looked straight at James in the carriage.

James stared blankly at the rushing werewolf, he just pointed the pistol at the werewolf blankly, but forgot to pull the trigger, and could only watch weakly as the werewolf got closer and closer to him.

James looked at the werewolf who was getting closer and closer, he put his foot on Seville's back to prevent his daughter from struggling to stand up, and then weakly put down the hand holding the gun, as if he had accepted his fate, but he just clenched the hand of the revolver tightly, proving that he had not given up resistance!

James looked at the werewolf galloping in front of him, he could even smell the smell of blood coming from the werewolf, he raised his pistol violently, and aimed it at the werewolf's blood-red eyes.

"Bang!"

"Whew!!!"

The werewolf's miserable howl resounded throughout the street, its hideous clawed hand clasped its left eye, a trace of blood oozing down its palm, and its right eye was full of tyrannical staring at James with a pistol in the carriage.

James forced a smile: "Ha, you've tasted the bitterness, you damn monster!"

The werewolf seemed to understand James's words, and lowered its paws from its face, its eyes intact, but the stinking blood slowly flowed from its eyelids, the corners of its mouth curved, revealing a brutal and hideous smile, and its right paw was slowly raised...

James stared blankly at the werewolf's giant claw: "Hell!!"

"Whoosh!!"

When the werewolf was about to tear James apart, the cane stabbed into the werewolf's shoulder with a whistling sound!

"Whew!!"

The werewolf staggered two steps to the side, howling in pain, and turned to look at Arno standing in the distance.

"Whew!!"

With a roar, the werewolf pounced on Arno!

Arno crouched slightly, and as the werewolf pounced on him, a tumble rolled from the werewolf's crotch to its back, his left hand spread out to the werewolf's high bulging back.

"Poof!"

The rope dart shot out of the bracer and sank into the werewolf's bulging back, Arno gently raised his wrist, and the rope dart quickly recovered, hanging from the werewolf's back with Arno.

"Whew!!"

There was a sharp pain from the werewolf's back, and it screamed, stomping wildly on the ground, its arms swinging wildly backwards, but Arno hung behind it, and no amount of effort could hit him.

Arno reached out and pulled his cane from the werewolf's shoulder, stabbed the root of the cane with the blade of the sword into the werewolf's heart, then pulled out the rope dart fixed to the werewolf's back, and stomped his left foot on the head of the cane, jumping behind his back.

The cane was heavily stepped on, and it sank into the back of the werewolf a few centimeters, Arno jumped in mid-air and turned over, raised the pistol, aimed at the head of the cane behind the werewolf, and pulled the trigger!