Seeing Wang Qiang's devouring posture, Wei Siyuan slowly retreated, he understood that he was afraid that Wang Qiang would want to kill him, so he forcibly searched out the crown.

"Uncle Wang, calm down, calm down, what if you can't find the crown after you kill me?"

"Can't you find the crown? How could you find it, right?"

Dragging the Tang knife step by step, Wang Qiang at this moment is like a demon seed crawling out of hell. The sparks that burst out on the ground are his unique embellishment.

"Wang Haoren!"

Seeing that Wang Qiang was getting closer and closer, Wei Siyuan used all his strength to call Wang Haoren's name.

"What?

With a 'crunch', the door opened, and Wang Haoren poked his head out of it, ready to walk out of it.

"Who let you out!!" Wang Qiang turned his head and scolded.

Seeing Wang Qiang turn his head, Wei Siyuan suddenly erupted and pounced on Wang Qiang. The body quickly turned into a werewolf, with white hair, slender and sharp claws, and shoes that were torn out, revealing long nails inside.

"Monster! Brother Siyuan has become a monster!" Wang Haoren screamed.

"Huh?" Wang Qiang only heard a gust of wind, and then his chest was cold, and there were a few more crossed wounds out of thin air, and an indescribable pain spread from his chest to his whole body.

Wang Qiang looked at the wound in front of his eyes, and then at Wei Siyuan, who was standing in the distance and looked completely different from before, and suddenly showed a mad smile.

"Is this your hole card? Become a werewolf! It's fast, but it doesn't seem to be strong enough!"

Seeing him speak, the wound on his chest that was originally bleeding stopped bleeding at a speed visible to the naked eye and slowly healed.

"I forgot to say it! Your talent is to become a werewolf, and my talent is to heal yourself! Give up! As long as you give up resistance, I will leave a whole corpse and bury you properly. Even during the New Year's holidays, he will take Haoren to see you and see this unsung hero who has paid for him without asking for anything in return!"

Looking at the scarred and itchy wound on his chest, he was very satisfied, and his satisfaction could be seen in the mad smile.

Wei Siyuan didn't speak, his two eyes that had become a little narrow stared at Wang Qiang, and there was a solemn aura in his eyes—he didn't dare to act rashly. In this small room, his speed advantage simply couldn't be used. And the Tang knife that could easily break through his defense was also in Wang Qiang's hands, and rushing forward was only a dead end. He wanted to do it again.

"Haoren, I'm here! I'm not a monster!"

"Haoren, I'm Wei Siyuan! Come out and save me!"

"Haoren, I'm ......"

No matter how Wei Siyuan called and how his voice moved, Wang Haoren didn't make a sound, but looked at Wei Siyuan angrily. In his heart, his brother Wei has died and been eaten by this monster, and his uncle is avenging Wei Siyuan.

Wang Qiang didn't turn his head again, and there was not much time left for Wei Siyuan. Seeing that the Tang knife held by Wang Qiang in his right hand was almost two meters close to him, Wei Siyuan gritted his teeth, only by taking risks could there be a way out.

Once again, he turned into a gust of wind, trying to fight Wang Qiang with his speed, and then took the opportunity to leave.

"Brush, brush, brush!" Wei Siyuan kept flashing around, his slender and sharp claws slashing at Wang Qiang's body, cutting through his clothes and flesh.

"I've found you!" Listening to the whirring sound in the air, the Tang knife in Wang Qiang's hand stabbed sharply, directly stabbing Wei Siyuan's waist and abdomen, and stabbing Wei Siyuan to the ground.

"Wei Siyuan, haven't you heard of the phrase Jiang is still old and spicy? What's the use of your three-legged cat's body and kung fu? It's full of flaws, and it's just a futile struggle!"

Wang Qiang walked towards Wei Siyuan as he spoke, standing on Wei Siyuan and touching the wound on his body that had stopped bleeding.

"Tut-tut, it hurts, it's itchy! It's a futile injury, it's just a little tickle. ”

Gragging Wei Siyuan's collar, he dragged Wei Siyuan up from the ground. Wei Siyuan didn't struggle, he just pinned his head, and his white hair covered Wei Siyuan's eyes, so that Wang Qiang couldn't see his thoughts.

"Don't blame me for being ruthless! Actually, I'm quite optimistic about you! It's suitable for using knives, it's suitable for making knives, if it weren't for Haoren, I would definitely choose you to inherit my mantle." It's just a pity!"

Shaking his head and clenching the Tang knife, he was ready to directly pierce Wei Siyuan.

"What a pity?"

With a "poof", Wei Siyuan turned his head and admired Wang Qiang's dilated pupils. On Wang Qiang's stomach, Wei Siyuan's claw-like right palm was piercing it, and flowing blood gushed out along the claws, falling down Wei Siyuan's arm.

"Uncle!"

Seeing the blood that had already gathered into a puddle, Wang Haoren finally rushed out, pushed Wei Siyuan away, held Wang Qiang and lay flat on the ground, and knelt in front of Wang Qiang.

"You monster! What did you do to my uncle, what is wrong! Uncle!

While looking at Wei Siyuan, and at his uncle, who was already lying on the ground and was speechless, Wang Haoren's eyes became blood-red.

"Don't! Haoren!" Wang Qiang stretched out a hand and grabbed Wang Haoren, who was about to enter the state of talent.

"Alas!" Looking at Wang Haoren who was kneeling, and then at Wang Qiang, who was lying with some flesh and blood, Wei Siyuan shook his head and left here.

Covered in blood and wearing broken shoes, Wei Siyuan ran on the street, he had already shed back to the appearance of a normal person. The people on the road were pointing, but he didn't care, now he just wanted to get to the Flame Building quickly. The whole city of Oklet, now only there, is the place where he can put his sustenance.

"Stop, who are you?The Flame Clan's garrison can't be entered at will!" the guard looked at Wei Siyuan, who was covered in blood and his shoes were torn, even if he remembered this face, he didn't dare to put Wei Siyuan in it.

"I'm in danger!" Wei Siyuan said hoarsely. He had just been injured by a sinister aura that made the guards tremble, who had never seen blood.

"Danger-danger deputy team, it was you-you-you!" The guard was a little scared, he smelled the smell of blood on Wei Siyuan's body that had not been completely dried, and with this hoarse voice, he had no doubt that he might die in the next moment.

"Can I go in?"

"Yes, yes, please, please!"

Quickly turned sideways to make his debut, watching Wei Siyuan step by step up the stairs, the guard felt that his clothes were soaked, but he was extremely warm, as if he was back in the world.

Knocking on the door, Wei Siyuan came to Wu Qi's office. Standing at the door, he didn't know what he was going to say the next moment Wu Qi opened the door, and his mind was blank.

"Siyuan! You're here! Enter, enter, enter! The guards told me! Take your time, everything will pass!"

(End of chapter)