At least now, Al doesn't have to risk stealing, and he can fulfill his desire to eat meat, even if it's raw—I'm !! what's that?!!

The chicken soup that had been brewing in his heart for a long time instantly turned into arsenic, so poisonous that he was about to crack, and he saw a big fool jumping out of the green background!

"Grass!hmm-"

What came out from behind the bushes was not a small beast, but a big man with five big and three thick!

Although Al was extremely complicated in his heart, and thousands of doubts were swirling in his mind, he did not forget to retract his hands to cover his mouth at this time, although it was not so timely.

A gradually simple [grass] has clearly expressed all kinds of emotions in Al's heart such as fear, doubt, and joy to everything around him.

What El had expected happened to her, but not what she had expected.

The man immediately tripped over a green vine, he was already running extremely fast, Al didn't even see his expression when he fell, the other party didn't expect such a ghost thing in the haystack at all, but he reacted quickly, and when he was about to fall, he had already adjusted his body, put his shoulder and back part to the ground, and after his shoulder touched the ground, he slid a long distance on the ground full of weeds and fallen leaves before stopping.

Oh no! I didn't do it! Lao Tzu didn't move just now!! Al roared in his heart, as long as the other party didn't know the pig brain, no, even if the other party was a pig brain, he would definitely connect that damn green vine to him! The only reason why he didn't get up and run away immediately was that the situation at this moment was really unknown to him.

The man seemed to have nothing left but the short-sleeved cotton shirt and shorts, and the bulging muscles stretched the clothes into lumps, and those things that represented strength and violence instantly convinced Al that he knew that the person who would be hung up and beaten was definitely himself!

After landing on the ground, the man glanced viciously at the grass where Al was hiding, and hurriedly turned his head behind him, before turning his head, Al could not see a trace of anger on his face, because it was completely filled with another emotion, and could not melt into any other expression.

It was horror, that look...... Live like those poor people who were culled by werewolves.

Al felt an inexplicable fear in his heart, and several meaningless questions swirled through his mind before the next heartbreaking scene appeared.

He's on the run!

What's chasing him?!

Isn't it one of those wolves who have been stabbed by a thousand knives——?!!

Whoosh! A dark shadow popped out of the green background again, and this time the visitor, before it stopped, Al didn't even see what it was.

Of course, he didn't see how it pounced on the man, and with a strange, muffled grunt of great pain, it rode on the man, and the great inertia propelled them to glide some distance again, farther than the man himself had the first time.

When they stopped, Al saw the gray Grim Reaper again.

It rode on the body of the prey, its claws pressed the prey's wrists, the huge wolf head was covered with black hair, a pair of yellow and green eyes stared motionlessly at the prey struggling under the crotch, and the cracked mouth seemed to mock the prey's indiscretion.

Al had never watched such bloodthirsty monsters so quietly and from such a distance, and they could make the onlookers tremble when they looked at their prey.

In a close comparison, Al found that its body size should be much taller than that of a man, but in terms of the thickness of the muscles of the limbs and torso, the werewolf did not have any advantage, and it could only be said that everyone was half a pound and eight taels and each other.

Of course, this is for the man.

A weak chicken like Al definitely doesn't belong to half a catty or eight taels, he can only be regarded as meat.

The postures of both Al had been seen before the first [jump], but after the main character...... is still the same sentence, the scene is very penetrating and makes people tremble.

Run or go up to help? He quickly weighed it in his mind, and in the current situation, isn't it clear that one is bare-handed, full of horror, and thrown to the ground......? Forget it, in short, that person is obviously not the opponent of the werewolf, otherwise why would he run, right, just do the and it will be over,.

If he escaped, he looked at the werewolf's thick and long legs, and if they were straightened into the tight trouser legs, they might still be a pair of beautiful legs.

The werewolf will then use its claws, or teeth, to deal with the man with its two paws, just as it did with the gold diggers and the henchmen, and then it will be able to pounce on itself with a few jumps with the beautiful legs of the hoof.

It's not enough, this time is probably not enough, and now I run to the river.

In addition, even if you manage to jump into the river and escape, and then be washed back deeper into the woodland by the river, you really have to die if you don't die.

The meaning of the two choices is obvious, one is to hold the vitality in the hands, and the other is to leave the fate to the gods.

So far, Al is still unsure whether the current miserable situation is arranged by the gods or his own choice to die, so this can't help but make Al hesitate.

When people hesitate, their minds are occupied with unrealistic fantasies. For example, at this point, Al wants the werewolf to kill the man with two brushes, and then pat his ass and leave.

Well?

Of course, it's a pat on its ass!

Ershang was thinking wildly, the situation had changed drastically, and whether it was good or bad, this feeling that the previous question had not been written and the next question was specially forced over, which really made him want to open his mouth and scold his mother.

After the man endured the initial pain caused by the impact, his waist bent violently, and he poked his legs back, and while the beast on his body was still pretending, his two feet stuck in the other's neck, and the waist exerted force again, and he pulled the werewolf off his body, looking that he was not powerless to resist.

"What are you looking at!" the man shouted.

Al shuddered with fright, and then, of course, pretended not to hear, and said in his heart, can't you fight, you kill it!

But the man didn't intend to let him go, and when he got up, although he was facing the werewolf, he was still yelling, "Don't come to help!

The serf had 10,000 drafts in his heart, and he said in his heart that he already knew the mistake of swearing, and he had been persuaded by himself to break this bad habit.

But when he prayed in his heart with luck to let the other party let him go—I, your ancestor!!

Aside from the absence of a sound, Al had reinterpreted the rest of the swear sentence in vivid detail, including the vivid eyes, the shape of his mouth, and his explosive body movements......