"Little sister." The old eggplant turned his head, and his eyes grunted in his triangular eyes: "I'm hungry, I want to eat, it's very simple, you just need to ......."

As he spoke, he rubbed his hands together and walked over to Angela with a smile.

The timid expression on Angela's face suddenly disappeared, revealing a seductive smile: "You love your son very much, don't you?" ”

The old man was stunned for a moment, nodded unconsciously, and then felt that Angela's smile became brighter and brighter, and asked a little confused: "What do you mean?" ”

Then he realized that Angela, who was still three yards away, was in front of him, and then he felt that it was dark in front of him.

Angela grabbed his face and pressed him to the ground, and with a "boom", there were a few more cracks in the bluestone floor.

The old eggplant fell to the ground bleeding from his head, unconscious, but his legs twitched, indicating that he was not dead.

Little Eggplant was stunned, he never thought that Angela, who seemed to be weak, would burst out with such a powerful force.

Then, with a roar, the little eggplant roared and pulled out towards Angel, the wide clothes filled with muscles, and thick hairs grew on the surface of the body.

Bang!

The sound is like beating a drum, and the little eggplant's eyes bulge.

Angela punched him in the sturdy abdomen, and the little eggplant flew out and slammed into the wall, hanging on it like a mural, slowly sliding downward.

The house was originally a small aristocratic house, and the whole stone structure was strong enough.

If it were replaced by those wooden houses, I am afraid that the little eggplant would have knocked through the wall at this time, but even then, the wall was shaken, and several cracks appeared.

Suffering such a heavy blow, the little eggplant said that the internal organs had been stirred up, and the severe pain made him unable to concentrate, and he retreated from the transformation process, and his originally swollen body shrank again, returning to the appearance of a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy.

He sat down on the ground, fluid constantly spitting out of his mouth, tears of pain and blurring his vision.

He could only vaguely see the pair of long legs approaching, opened his mouth, and said with difficulty: "Spare ......"

Before he could finish speaking, one of the long legs had turned into an afterimage.

He was kicked in the forehead and slammed the back of his head against the wall with a "thump".

The little eggplant rolled her eyes and fainted.

After this series of noises came out of the house, it had already weakened by half, and by the time the ears of the four Gero brothers, who were not close to here, they were already faint to a certain extent.

If it were an ordinary person, this voice would be directly ignored by them.

However, the four Gero brothers are not ordinary people, their hearing is much stronger than ordinary people, plus they are eggplant father and son, so they did not ignore this voice.

Gro looked over there, a solemn look in his eyes.

The younger brother shouted with red eyes: "Big brother, that woman shouldn't be killed by them!" Damn, if those two guys dare to do that, I'm going to kill them. ”

"Shut up!" Gro scolded, pointed his finger at his head and scolded: "This voice is very abnormal, won't you think about it?" ”

The younger brother was full of grievances, and muttered: "What's not normal, we usually fight with other people, isn't this the movement?" ”

"Idiot!" Gro didn't want to talk to the stupid little brother anymore, and he didn't want to think about it, because of this movement, it was not normal.

The battle between men is very quiet, but when the prey is captured, the movement can be almost ignored, because of the difference in strength between the two sides.

And this kind of movement that appears now, no matter who wins or loses, means that the woman is abnormal.

It seemed that he was going to investigate in the evening, and Gro glanced at the little brother who was anxiously walking back and forth, and his heart moved, perhaps, he could take advantage of this stupid little brother.

Thinking like this in his heart, Gro showed a kind smile and said in a slightly helpless tone: "Little brother, don't shake, my eyes are almost glazed when I shake, so let's go and see it when it's dark, how about it?" ”

"Really?" The younger brother exclaimed in surprise: "Big brother, you are really good. ”

Am I too good? The corners of Gro's mouth cracked, revealing Bai Sensen's teeth, my stupid little brother! You're right.

When the old eggplant and the little eggplant woke up, it was almost dark.

At this moment, they found themselves tied to a pillar, one big and one small looking at each other.

They both found that the other seemed to be in a very bad situation.

"Woo woo woo ......"

The father and son struggled frantically, their mouths filled with strips of cloth that made them only whine.

Both of them are extremely weak at the moment, and they can't turn into werewolves at all, so naturally they can't break free of the tight ropes.

How to kidnap werewolves is a very interesting subject.

First of all, they need to have enough strength, and secondly, they need to be unable to transform all the time.

Werewolves are dangerous, but that doesn't include werewolves who can't transform.

The easiest way to make it impossible for werewolves to transform is to make them not have enough stamina to transform.

So, Angela was bleeding them.

Hollow vines plunged into their bodies, and their blood dripped down the vines into the clay pots that lay on the ground.

The two of them also discovered this, and they wanted to struggle in great horror.

Angela walked between the two of them, blocking their line of sight.

The old eggplant's pupils shrank sharply as he saw Angela give her a malicious smile.

I saw Angela connect a hollow vine, chanting a spell in her mouth, and then easily inserted the hollow vine into the veins of the little eggplant's arm.

The little eggplant was terrified, and struggled even harder, whimpering in his mouth, and big tears fell to the ground.

The old eggplant was also very frightened, he looked like the eggplant was scared, struggling hard, the tendons on his forehead and neck were bruised, and his cheeks and eyes were swollen and red.

Angela walked up to the old eggplant and removed the cloth from the old eggplant's mouth.

"Bastard, you slut, let go of my son, or ......"

Angela listened to the chatter and roar of the old eggplant, frowned, stretched out her fingers and plucked her ears, and complained in her mouth: "It's so noisy! ”

Then, he walked up to the little eggplant, picked up a hollow vine, and inserted it into the veins of his neck in the struggle of the little eggplant.

"No !!"

The old eggplant roared angrily, but he felt extremely powerless, not only physically powerless, but also heartless.

It had been a long time since he had become a werewolf, and it reminded him of his weakness before he became a werewolf, and he could only remember the night when he could only watch the little eggplant be fucking insulted and die by that damn nobleman.

It wasn't until later, when he tore the nobleman's family to shreds, that he gradually forgot the nightmare of the night.

And now, the nightmare is back.