The further he went, the more and more chaotic the heartbeat Yang Ge heard, and he counted roughly, at least seven or eight.

He was secretly frightened in his heart, thinking to himself, could it be that there was Dracula Castle ahead?

He slowed down, trying to sneak in a more stealthy way, and observe.

"Roaring ......"

Suddenly, a mighty roar came, and Rifle leaped from the bushes with his backpack on his shoulder.

"Whew......"

In the next second, a chaotic wolf howl sounded, and Yang Ge knew that it was the roar of a werewolf's transformation.

"This idiot!"

Yang Ge cursed angrily, no longer hiding his steps, pulled out two Browning handfuls with both hands, and rushed forward desperately.

"Bang ......"

"Woo......"

The silence of the forest was broken by the muffled sound of blows and the roar of the beast, and Rifle was already fighting the werewolves.

Yang Ge accelerated desperately, and after forcing his way through a dense bush, he saw a bonfire burning three or four meters in front of him, and on the bonfire was a wild boar the size of a buffalo, surrounded by shadows, all of them were gray-haired werewolves as tall as Laifu.

Yang Ge's heart tightened, there were more than a dozen half-werewolves he hunted, he had never seen such a tall and strong gray-haired werewolf, not surprisingly, these werewolves were all lord-level.

"Shit, damn idiot!"

Yang Ge spat out angrily, grabbed two Brownings, bent down and struggled, jumping more than two meters high.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

At the moment when his body was in the air, the vampire's bloodline ability was activated, Yang Ge shot wildly with both hands, aimed at the necks of those gray-haired werewolves, and poured out all 14 bullets of the two Brownings in one go, and in an instant, blood splashed everywhere, and almost every werewolf was shot in the neck.

But none of the werewolves fell, and all the werewolves made the same action and looked back at Yang Ge!

Jango himself knew that with the power of a Browning pistol, he couldn't shoot through the bones of these werewolves, so he shot them in the neck, not their heads.

"Roar", the werewolves who saw the blood went berserk collectively, and all the werewolves abandoned the blessings that were surrounded by them, turned around and roared wildly and pounced on Yang Ge.

Before the man could land, Yang Ge abandoned two Browning pistols, pulled an AA-12 automatic shotgun from his waist, aimed it forward, and pulled the trigger.

The accuracy of the AA-12 automatic shotgun is not high, and it is all up to luck to shoot more than 100 meters, but if you are in close combat, the power of this gun is terrifying, and two shots can break people in two, which can be called a miniature version of the machine gun!

"Bang. ”

The fire flashed, and countless silver beads tore apart the chest of the gray-haired werewolf who was beaten by Yang Ge as a bird in an instant, and the hot blood splashed Yang Ge's face, and he clearly saw that the werewolf flew out on the spot, and after struggling twice, he didn't move.

"Damn, just beat it to death!"

He struggled to stop the head of the gun from jumping, struggling to step back into the bushes, turning the head of the gun and blasting the head of a werewolf who wanted to outflank him from the left into a rotten watermelon.

He didn't even have time to check after firing the gun, he turned the gun and fired wildly forward.

"Bang, bang, bang......"

As the muffled sound of the beast's roar rang out, a raging gray-haired werewolf rushed forward one after another, and was blasted into a blood gourd by Yang Ge's gun.

That's why he knew that the Browning pistol couldn't kill these lord-level werewolves, but he still had to shoot them through the neck first.

Werewolves are natural jungle killers, and if you let these werewolves scatter and attack him and Rifle from all directions, they will definitely not be able to stop or escape.

And the weapon in his hand that can effectively kill these miscellaneous pieces, in addition to the Holy Power Katana, is only this AA-12 automatic shotgun that fires silver ball shotguns.

Therefore, only by provoking these gray-haired werewolves first and causing them to attack him frantically, can Yang Ge kill them all one by one.

"Click!"

The AA-12 automatic shotgun ran out of ammunition, and this gun had a drum that could hold 20 rounds, but he didn't find it in the town yesterday, and only found two magazines with 8 rounds.

The bullet was empty, and the remaining two gray-haired werewolves had already rushed a meter in front of him.

At the last moment, Yang Ge let go of the shotgun, held the katana with both hands, and stepped heavily on the ground, not retreating, but advancing, his body as flexible as a swimming fish shuttled between the two gray-haired werewolves.

In the moment of staggering, Yang Ge held the lightning-fast unsheath of the katana with both hands, and quickly slashed through the throat of a gray-haired werewolf with the power of his body desperately running forward.

The gray-haired werewolf took two steps forward, and blood suddenly rushed out from under his throat, and he fell to the ground and couldn't get up.

This trick is called the knife drawing technique, which is the only knife technique that Yang Ge knows, and pays attention to the use of instantaneous high-speed knife drawing attacks to achieve the purpose of killing with one hit, and he learned it for a long time in the comics.

Yang Ge raised his katana and stared at the last gray-haired werewolf, but he had no intention of attacking again.

He shouted without looking back: "Laifu, Laifu, where did you die?"

"Ula", Laifu jumped from behind Yang Ge to him, and Yang Ge only then realized that several pieces of meat were missing from the legs of this carry, and Bai Sensen's bones could be seen in several places.

What made him speechless the most was that this guy was still carrying those two backpacks.

He freed his left hand and gestured to Laifu, "Down!"

When Laifu saw it, he threw the two backpacks out without hesitation, and it could be seen that this guy had long wanted to throw away these two backpacks, but he was afraid that he would cut it with a knife again.

And finally the gray-haired werewolf slowly woke up from the rage, it looked at the werewolf corpse here, the big silver eyes suddenly contracted, and at the stall where Yang Ge gestured to the Rifle, he suddenly turned around and ran wildly.

He ran away......

Yang Ge didn't chase either, pointing at the gray-haired werewolf who had escaped and gesturing to Laifu, "Catch it up and capture it alive!"

I don't know if Laifu understands it, anyway, this guy chased after him with his tongue hanging on his tongue.

After Laifu chased the gray-haired werewolf away, Yang Ge's feet softened, and he sat on the ground with his buttocks, his body trembling violently.

It is both a fear and a muscle cramp after strenuous exercise.

The battle just now was not long, and it was only two or three minutes before and after, but Yang Ge had already exerted all his strength to the extreme.

Stratagem, weapons, vampire blood, swordplay......

It seems to be smooth, but in fact it is far more dangerous than him strangling Laifu's little brothers last night, if there is a little mistake in any link, he will be completely explained today, because any mistake, he has no spare strength and aftermath to remedy.

Even if he was asked to practice a hundred more times, he wasn't sure he could do better than this one.

He trembled and counted the results of his battle, and suddenly laughed out loud: "Ahahaha, nine-headed, nine-headed, Lao Tzu single-handedly killed the nine-headed lord-level werewolf, haha, the first-level demon hunter hunting record in the camp is Lao Tzu'......"

Unbridled laughter echoed through the silent forest, and Yang Ge suddenly felt lonely. He was never alone.

"It's a pity, William's big fool is not here, otherwise I can pretend to be with him for the rest of my life!"

After a while, Rifle came back with the gray-haired werewolf on his shoulder, Yang Ge was not surprised, although this thing was cowardly, but after all, it was at the baron level, and the gap in rank was not so easy to overcome.

But as soon as the goods came back, the dead gray-haired werewolf was slammed in front of Yang Ge, and then "Ula", "Ula" called, constantly pointing at the dead werewolf.

Yang Ge looked at it suspiciously for a while before he understood.

"You're the boss, you eat ...... first"