The wild man moved, and just stood upside down and straight. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

His face was a little dazed, as if he was surprised why he suddenly fell to the ground, until he saw the blood holes in his shoulder and chest, he understood a little, dipped a little blood with his fingers, put it to his mouth and licked it gently,

"The smell of wolf blood, I'm actually injured!"

An unbelievable emotion surfaced on that ugly face, and he raised his head, looked curiously at the revolver in John's hand, and whispered to himself,

"Is this a musket?

Well! Very good weapon, fast and stealthy, and powerful, much stronger than a sword, but alas, it still didn't work for me. ”

The wild man smiled softly, and the muscles in his chest began to squirm, and with the strength of his muscles, he squeezed black blood out of his body along with the warhead.

Bite!

The blood-stained bullet landed on the floor with a crisp sound.

The wild man bent down to pick up the warhead, and by the time he got back up, the bloody hole in his chest was gone, leaving only a pile of jet-black blood, not even a scar.

This process takes only 6 seconds at most.

"This ...... How is this possible? ”

John's eyes widened, stunned by the scene in front of him, and he unconsciously let go of the revolver in his hand.

Looking at the vertical eyes of the beast that shimmered yellow-green light hidden in the shadows, a terrible name involuntarily popped into his mind.

"Werewolf!"

Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!

John cursed fiercely,

Damn my God, why are you playing with me like this, just find me a vampire goddess on the first night of the crossing, why do you want a werewolf killer the next night, do you really want me to die so much?

John clenched his fists, his face turned extremely pale in an instant, and his head rumbled, and he had to bite the tip of his tongue hard to calm himself down.

There is no doubt that the person in front of him was specially invited to kill him, and that person invited such a monster, which shows that he cares about this matter very much and cannot tolerate any mistakes, and it also shows that he trusts this "werewolf" very much.

Trust represents agreement and is often not swayed by words.

Damn it!

John scolded again, looking at the humanoid monster in front of him with more and more aura, he couldn't help but take a step back and said with a smile,

"What, I'm really sorry just now, I didn't know that you were the famous Moonlit Night Wolf, if I knew in advance, I would definitely sweep the couch to greet you and throw yourself to the ground to show your welcome."

After finishing speaking, he didn't see any reaction from the other party, John's face stiffened slightly, swallowed and spit, and said with a forced smile,

"Otherwise, you see what you like in this room, just take it, and I will make amends to you."

"Reparation!"

Hearing these two words, the wild man suddenly raised his head, a trace of remembrance flashed in his cone-shaped vertical pupils, and his voice was low and hoarse,

"It's been a long time since I've heard this name, two hundred years or three hundred years, I didn't expect that before I knew it, so much time had passed, maybe Joe's idea was right, we really need to return."

The wild man took off his animal skin and stood naked in the moonlight, he stepped forward and stepped on the doorrail,

Rumble! The wooden doorway suddenly dissolved into a pile of debris.

He let out a painful roar, his body crackled, the bones of his whole body seemed to be twisted open, black claws drilled out of his fingertips, his limbs became thicker, his mouth gradually stretched, away from the back of his head, his ears gradually moved up, becoming pointed, his whole body began to elongate, his back was abrupt, and countless black bristles pierced the skin, and sticky blood came out.

A painful journey brings immense strength.

He stood up, in the form of a half-human, half-wolf human-wolf, and his thick body instantly broke free from the door frame,

It raised its arms and roared to the sky,

Oh!

A wolf howl that was not like a human voice pierced the desolate night, like a thunderbolt on a clear day, in the mid-hollow of Conton Manor.

Invisible sound waves swept through the house like a hurricane, drafts, confetti, drawing boards, ink, and under this strong impact, everything flew up,

John lowered his head and grasped the table with his right hand, only to feel his head roar, and his eyeballs were even more terrifyingly protruding.

Fortunately, the sound wave did not last long before it disappeared, and John coughed in pain, and before he could look up, there was a sudden smell of blood on the tip of his nose.

Without thinking about it, he flipped his right hand and fired two shots directly in front of him.

Bang! Bang!

Two bullets struck the werewolf in the chest, blasting two inconspicuous bloody holes in the black fur, but that didn't stop the werewolf from following in his tracks, and with a roar of rage, its massive body rose out of thin air and swooped down like a falcon.

The piercing killing machine is like a black cloud that fills the sky, boundless and overwhelming.

John was flustered, and when he saw the stool beside him, he grabbed it and threw it away.

Bang!

As soon as the stool lifted into the air, it was slapped out by black claws, slammed into the wall, and turned into a pile of debris.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, John hurriedly rolled to the side, took advantage of the gap between the werewolves' landing, hurriedly got up, and ran out of the house without looking back.

Oh!

The werewolf let out an unwilling roar, gasping for breath in his nostrils, grabbed the candlestick embedded in the wall with one hand, stepped on the wall with both feet, and suddenly exerted force,

Rumble!

The 20-centimeter-thick masonry wall was torn apart, and with the help of this momentum, the werewolf leaped to his feet, and his huge body flew through most of the room like a bird, directly to the door.

The black claws rose high and fell down with a terrible roar, and struck John on the back like a hammer, and slapped him out like a ball, and flew through the door of the house, and landed on the lawn outside the house.

Cough! Cough!

John coughed in pain, blood running down the corners of his mouth, and felt like his internal organs were about to shift, but he didn't dare to make any stops, glanced back, forced himself to get up, and rushed quickly to the horse shed on the right,

There was a horse there, the same horse that had nearly killed John, the horse that had been old "John's" favorite horse, and now the only one that could save his life.

……

At this time, as the terrible wolf howl spread through the manor, some bits and pieces of lights were also lit, but although the lights were on, there was no human voice.

Each family sweeps the snow in front of the door, and does not care about the frost on the tiles of others.

After yesterday's vampire incident, the people of the manor have lost almost all courage to fight the night, and the only thing they can do is to put on the quilt and send a few abusive blessings to the hapless guy.

No one came out of the house, no one supported John, and even as the howl approached, the already scarce lights showed signs of extinction.

John was a little desperate, and he ran on his horse for three minutes, crying out countless times in a heart-rending manner, but receiving no help.

This is the Dark World!

A huge estate, 7,000 acres of land, and nearly 1,000 people, when darkness hits, no one has the courage to face death.

"Nope! I can't give up. ”

John bited, staring viciously at the huge black shadow chasing after him, with endless madness in his eyes,

"Come on! If you want to die, you will die together. ”

John tugged at the horse's mane, and the gray horse under his crotch let out a terrible wail, and under John's tearing, he turned his head and ran towards the pasture.