At five o'clock in the morning, the sky was gray, and most of the guests of the motel fell asleep.

Cayden quietly ran to the parking lot, started an Indiana Chieftain motorcycle, and with a roaring whistle, drove onto Route 65 and continued south.

Less than a minute after the motorcycle left.

Dean drove his own jaguar and followed.

Although he had already discovered through life perspective that Kaiden was not a normal person and had materials suitable for forging hidden in his body, he still planned to follow the principle of figuring out who the other party was before deciding whether to make a move.

……

Desolate Route 65.

A red motorcycle sped ahead, followed by a blue car in hot pursuit, driving from the wee hours of the morning until the sun went down, without making any stops, through northern Tennessee and into central Nashville.

The state capital's labyrinthine roads seemed to do its job, and after a few laps, Cayden finally got rid of the dangerous smell behind him, a victor's smile on his lips, and no longer holding back the overflowing stomach acid, he stopped his motorcycle and walked into a restaurant down the street.

But he didn't notice that in the dark night, a black shadow like an owl streaked across the night sky and flew silently onto the roof of the restaurant.

"The bike drove so well that it almost threw me off." Dean crouched on the roof, turned on God's perspective to search for Lena's direction, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

Although he chased Cayden across half the state and missed countless bars and strip clubs, the Search told him that Lena was still in the Southwest.

This long-distance run saved him a lot of time by mistake.

He munched on an energy bar and observed Cayden in the restaurant.

Cayden sat at a table in the far corner, and after he had finished his order, he stopped communicating with anyone, staring into the air with a confused gaze, as if recalling the unbearable past, and his face showed a mixture of sadness and pain.

The melancholy temperament is matched with a handsome face and a tall and well-proportioned figure, which is full of lethality.

A blonde hot chick glanced at him casually, her eyes lit up, walked through most of the restaurant, and sat down beside him,

"The handsome little guy isn't a Nashville native, is he?"

"No, I'm just passing by." Cayden looked down at the woman, taking beauty as air.

The hot girl was not discouraged, she stroked her hair with full femininity, grabbed one of his hands and put it on her slender waist, and invited with a drawn look, "Are you free tonight, do you want to go dancing with me after dinner?" ”

"I can't dance." Kayden coldly refused,

"Come on, I'll teach you," the woman sat into his arms and bit her lip, "In the nightclubs of Nashville, everyone wants to dance with me, and I will teach you the joy of men and let you go to heaven." ”

"I believe so." Kayden finally looked up at her, his eyes blazing, "So you definitely don't lack a dance partner like me, and you'll never be alone." ”

Seeing that the boy was unmoved, the woman got up and gave her middle finger, "You are impotent!" ”

Then he twisted his ass and left.

Kayden shook his head and smiled, turning his attention to the large plates of roasted ribs in tomato sauce, pulled roast pork sandwiches, and grilled Bologna red sausage... It adds up to enough to satisfy seven or eight ordinary strong men.

But he wiped his mouth full of grease with a look of extreme satisfaction, paid the bill and left.

"My appetite and will are not inferior to mine, not like a high school student."

Dean flew fifty meters into the air, keeping a safe distance, and continued to examine Kayden's whereabouts from God's perspective.

The guy didn't realize he was being tracked at all, followed the cool autumn evening breeze blowing on the Camber River, drove his motorcycle to a nearby gas station to fill up with gas, bought a map at a 24-hour convenience store, stared at it for a while, and drew a line along Tennessee with his index finger to the southwest.

"Well, that's probably the direction?"

At one point, some strange movement caught Cayden's attention, and he quietly tensed his body and slowly walked towards the parking lot, between two tankers.

In the bright moonlight, two strong men are slapping a lady against the side of the car, with an excited and weird smile coming out of their mouths, the lady struggles desperately, but how can she resist the two strong men?

"Hey, you two, let go of her!" Kayden did not hesitate to reprimand loudly,

"Fuck off, boy!" The bald man in the red shirt turned his head to look at him, and his hands kept moving, "Don't meddle, it's none of your business!" ”

"Oh my God, sir, help me!" The woman touched the red slap prints on her face and shouted for help, "They snatched my bag!" ”

Bang!

"Shut up, stinking bitch!"

The bearded man punched the woman in the lower abdomen, causing her to curl up and wail like a prawn, and the beard turned to warn Kayden with a proud look.

"And guess what?" Kayden's magnetic voice became cold, his hands hung down at his sides, his five fingers were clawed, and he leaned forward lightly, "Touch this lady again, and your hands won't be saved." ”

"Really? Boy, didn't your parents teach you to buy yourself a good coffin before you become a hero? The bald man in the red shirt pulled out a cold dagger from his waist and danced it flexibly in his palm.

"Count down dozens of seconds and make the last wish of your life, stinky boy!"

Roar!

But before the bald man could strike, Cayden let out a beastly roar, and the tank took the initiative to rush towards him, slapped his left hand, knocked the dagger in the man's hand, and pushed the man to the ground with his right hand in the chest, like a light scarecrow.

Kayden pressed up, sat on the man's waist, and slammed his face with his fist left and right, and in an instant the man's eyes were sunken and black, his nose burst like a ripe tomato, and his lips were swollen and cracked like sausages... A face that is unrecognizable.

And splashed blood.

Cayden's nose kept squirming, and his cold face turned to amber vertical pupils as his blue eyes quickly shifted.

Bang!

Cayden suddenly got up and twisted back, his eyes on his back, and he pinpointed the wrist of the beard who launched the sneak attack.

Click-

Yes!

The beard wailed and broke his wrist, and the weapon fell to the ground.

Kayden pushed him five meters away, put his back on the tank, and grabbed him by the neck with one hand and lifted him up.

Roar!

Cayden exhaled a fishy mouth at him, and the man's eyes widened in panic, only to see that the young man's originally handsome face and cheeks were strangely drilled out of dark golden hairy lines, and two sharp fangs drilled out of the center of the white and neat teeth in the open mouth, and the shape of the other teeth was also rapidly becoming sharp, like a crescent moon!

The ravaged lady next to her also noticed the change in Kaiden, and her whole person seemed to have fallen into an evil spirit, and she opened her mouth wide and froze in place.

What about the heroes who said good? How did you become a monster?

"God, what a monster this is! Robbie, help me! The beard shouted in horror, "Kill him, kill him!" ”

The bald man, whose face was swollen into a pig's head, heard his companion's cries for help, got up, raised his gun, and pulled the trigger at Kayden.

Bang!

The ominous sound of gunfire tore through the night.

The bullet instantly crossed a distance of ten meters and accurately hit the side of Cayden's face, exploding a ball of flesh.

But Cayden, who had been shot, was only bitten by a mosquito, and his strong body did not even tremble, and he raised a claw full of thick fur and sharp nails to the wound, and the bloody bullet was pulled out by him and thrown to the ground.

The blood on the face blinked and bridged.

"Oh God!"

The bald man held his breath and pulled the trigger continuously.

Bang bang bang!

He pulled three shots, and a dark shadow flashed in his sight, and then there was no more.

A flash of silver.

A severed hand holding a gun, a bald head with round eyes flew in front of the bearded and the lady, and a bright red fountain splattered out of the bald man's broken neck, forming a rain of blood, staining the floor of the two tank workshops a bright red.

And Kayden, bathed in blood rain, has completely turned into an inhuman form-

His body instantly grew a few sizes, from 1.9 meters to 2.2 meters, and the jeans and black jacket that had fitted were squeezed apart by the rocky muscles covered with dark gold fluff.

And at the front of a pair of sneakers, a row of shiny toenails drilled out.

The hands turned into a pair of pitch-black claws, and the nails were like sickles.

Every inch of the face was covered in dark golden fuzz, revealing a pair of amber almond-shaped vertical pupils, a dark, moist nose that grew vertically, a large mouth full of crescent-shaped fangs, and a pair of ears with straight hair.

Except for the snout that didn't protrude from his face, he was a wolf standing upright.

Oh!

As soon as it turned to look at the remaining beard, a cruel blood color flashed in its vertical pupils, and the beard was instantly frightened, and ran away from the transport truck with a wail!

But how can a two-legged outrun a four-legged one?

Cayden leaned forward, pounced on all fours like a wolf, and instantly crossed a distance of ten meters and threw the man to the ground.

Whew... Poof... Not...

Biting, claw blowing, screaming... Flesh and blood flying.

In a matter of seconds, the man was a pile of flesh and bones that could never be pieced together, scattered all over the ground.

Cayden spewed foul hot air from the corpse with his mouth, his eyes blood-colored like flames, and turned to look at the quail-shivering woman in the corner.

"Woo, the criminals are all dead, don't kill me, please don't kill me!"

The woman's pants instantly became wet.

Seeing this, the blood in Kaiden's eyes faded slightly, but in the next second, the thick fishy smell in the air and the pure moonlight in the sky were like a fire, burning his reason.

Its amber eyes turned as red as blood!

It frantically pounced on the woman.

The woman screamed and covered her face.

between the electric light and flint.

A shadow suddenly fell from the sky, and a white-gold glow flowed all over her body, like a wall made of titanium in front of the woman.

He threw a lightning-fast punch at the onrushing Kayden, the glittering fist piercing through the gap between his claws and striking him right in the chest.

In an instant, the intense white-gold color pressed down the moonlight in the sky like a burning flame, and slammed into Kaiden's body with a tsunami along this fist mountain, as if detonating a bomb, and the powerful impact force blew Kaiden ten meters away, knocking the oil tank out of a human-shaped pit, sliding to the ground, lying on his back and unable to get up for a long time.

A cloud of black blood and fluff splattered in midair, and dust escaped from the ground, rolling up a whirlpool of wind.

……

And the man on the other side, that is, Dean who had been peeking for a long time, did not immediately pursue, turned his head, and the woman who was frightened stupidly after he rolled up his mind, lifted her and her snatched handbag a hundred meters away, and put it down far away.

One more telekinetic suggestion was applied.

"I'm dazzled, it's a hallucination, a hallucination from long-term insomnia." The frightened woman instantly accepted the hint, rubbed her sweaty cheeks, looked back at the tanker truck and fled.

Solving his worries, Dean looked at Cayden lying on his back with great interest, this creature suspected to be a werewolf was under the perspective of life, and the white light on the body surface was much higher than that of the human form, but it still couldn't give Dean much of a sense of crisis.

After it was hit hard by a punch full of life energy, a large bloody hole was opened in its left chest, and the ribs in the hole and the beating heart in the surrounding area were clearly visible, and the surrounding flesh and blood generally grew small tentacles to the opposite side to heal and retract automatically.

However, some mysterious force prevented it from healing itself, and the wound never healed.

"I see, if you inject hostile life energy into a living being, even if the energy disappears immediately, it will prevent self-healing for a long time after that."

"The destructive power of life energy to the physical body is amazing." Dean exhaled into his fist with satisfaction, looked at the humanoid creature in the distance, and activated his telekinesis to suggest,

"Relax, Kaiden, the battle is over, you've dealt with the bad guys, don't kill innocents!"

"Relax, wake up!"

But the hint seems to have backfired, like a triumphant insult from the victor, trampling on the dignity of the predator and infuriating Cayden.

It scrambled to its feet, its left knee and right hand propped up on the ground, gasping violently and turning its eyes to Dean with a pair of vertical pupils, and the raging rage shot through it like substance.

Oh!

It lunged in the air, its mouth full of sharp teeth aimed at Dean's temples, its sharp claws pointed at his neck, its big black feet aimed at his stomach, and let it run wild, tearing its enemies to shreds.

Dean seemed to be frightened and stupid, standing motionless, pounced on him, and was frantically bitten in a terrible roar...

A rainstorm of silver claws rippled in the air.

But a full half minute passed.

The attacking Kaiden didn't feel the slightest feeling of its claws and teeth breaking through the flesh, and all of its past attacks seemed to hit a vast abyss, engulfed in the bare and left with no return.

As soon as it lowered its head, the man standing upright like a puppet was clean and clean, and the big black trench coat fluttered along the night wind, like dragon wings.

Half a minute's blow failed to break through the dual defense of Dean's life shield and ghost armor.

"Have you had enough, puppy?" Dean grinned at the big furry face, revealing a mouthful of solid white teeth, "It's my turn, right?" ”

Dean grabbed one of Kaiden's claws with both hands, his whole body surged with white gold, and a huge force erupted between his arms, pulling Kaiden off his body and smashing it on the ground on the left!

Bang!

Dust rises!

Kaiden was shocked, his pupils dilated, but the next second he recovered, grinning fiercely.

Seeing this, Dean picked it up again and slammed it into the ground to the right.

The dull sound of thumping echoed through the night.

Dean was like a humanoid tamper, wielding the "werewolf sledgehammer" to smash the ground repeatedly, and Cayden had five close contact with the ground without any resistance under his shaking, and a small earthquake occurred nearby, the ground was potholed, and Cayden's bones were about to be shattered, and then it was thrown ten meters into the sky.

Dean bent his knees slightly, jumped up like a spring, and threw a punch at the weightless Kayden's back.

Burst! The impact of the fist caused Cayden's body to remain in mid-air, and Dean stood in the night sky, teleporting and dodging to punch his left shoulder...

And so on and so forth.

Kaiden was forced to transform into a punching bag in mid-air.

And Dean's ghostly figure kept striking around it from different angles, and the speed was extremely fast under the enhancement of life energy, and three white-gold afterimages appeared in the moon sky, as if there were three Deans attacking at the same time.

Poof.

Half a minute later.

Covered in shreds and covered in broken bones, bruises, and blood, Cayden fell to the ground and fell into a deep coma, his fluffy cheeks and sharp claws retreating into human form.

His eyes were closed, and his breathing and heartbeat were rapidly weakening.

Di An'an nodded and said sorry, in order to experiment with the newly awakened life energy, he was a little unstoppable.

However, he didn't use the telekinesis and "shadow" of ten tons from beginning to end, and he also recovered his life energy in the last few blows, and with only the physical power to strike, the other party was actually beaten back to his original form alive.

This guy's combat effectiveness is no weaker than that of ordinary nocturnal species, but his performance is a little unbearable.

"Life Energy amplifies melee combat better than I expected."

"But don't just die like that, man, I still have a lot of questions I haven't asked."

Dean turned to look around, his mind rolling up the corpse pieces on the ground, creating running water to clean up the blood.

Then he hooked his hand to hold Kayden on his back and walked towards the blue jaguar that stopped on the side of the road, and the life energy meekly and continuously poured into Kayden's body with the will to heal, healing his torn body.

(End of chapter)