"Aowu..."

The werewolf was a little confused by the beating. The wolf claws touched its broken fangs. It was impossible for him to imagine that the human fist was so hard that it broke his face.

The scorching pain was transmitted to the nerves, and the werewolf became even more crazy. Driven by fierceness, he did not retreat, and waved his wolf claws again to attack Zhao Ling. It must tear the hateful guy in front of him.

It thinks that this human is just a strange fist. The human warriors it has seen in the past are very weak in body, and will end up miserably as long as they are close to each other.

Zhao Ling didn't know what werewolf was thinking, but he liked the other party's actions very much. After all, he almost knew how to fight in the martial arts. He liked guys like werewolf who liked close combat was his favorite encounter.

Before the werewolf attack arrived, Zhao Ling, who had higher agility attributes, took the lead again, and the werewolf was undoubtedly kicked away again.

Plop!

The werewolf arched like a shrimp, feeling uncomfortable as if the intestines were churning in the body. The power of this kick simply shifted its internal organs.

However, the werewolf's vitality is tenacious, many times stronger than that of humans. In addition, the thick hair covered on the body has also improved its ability to resist strikes. This kick did not lose its combat power. The werewolf opened his mouth and bluffed his voice and threatened him.

"You dare to bare your teeth with me."

Zhao Ling was too lazy to get involved with this werewolf anymore. Before the werewolf could take action, he appeared in front of his eyes in a quick step.

Click!

He grabbed the werewolf's claws with one hand and snapped it. A huge wolf claw was immediately pulled over and was twisted off, causing the werewolf to scream again.

The werewolf struggled desperately to break free from Zhao Ling's palm, but the more he struggled, the more powerful the hand became, and it almost fell to his knees on the ground.

A fierce werewolf, who was more than two meters tall, was held down by a human with one hand and screamed shrillly, unable to move at all. If this scene was seen by others, it would definitely be shocked to the ground.

"Stop yelling. I was disturbing the people in the middle of the night. When others heard about it, they thought I was abused by dogs. After the news came out, who would introduce me to my girlfriend?"

Zhao Ling punched him again.

The werewolf subconsciously used another intact arm to resist it, and then the strong and thick arm was broken by Zhao Ling. The fist with unrealized power directly sank the werewolf's chest, and countless ribs were broken.

After suffering such a severe injury, even if the werewolf has strong vitality, he could not stand it and even wailed. Although such injuries were not enough to be fatal, the werewolf could no longer move.

"What kind of monster are you?"

The werewolf collapsed on the ground, and there was a look of fear in his faint wolf's eyes. The fierce werewolf actually became afraid and was beaten by Zhao Ling.

In its eyes, humans are weak. Even those human warriors dare not approach them. They never thought that they would be beaten up by their prey one day.

Zhao Ling ignored the werewolf’s question. Now he is the person who asked, questioning: “Did you kill the mummy in the alley in the morning?”

The werewolf was still screaming in pain, without answering.

Zhao Ling slapped him with a slap, cracking the corner of the werewolf's mouth that had just stopped the blood again: "I'm asking you."

The werewolf looked frightened.

"Um?"

"Not me, not me..."

The werewolf was afraid of being beaten again, so he didn't dare to call him again, so he quickly denied: "I have never been active in this area before, and the matter here has nothing to do with me."

"Yeah?"

Zhao Ling refused to comment and continued to ask: "Do you know what it is done? Is it still nearby?"

The werewolf's eyes rolled and shook his head and said, "I don't know either."

"You are still dare to lie. You werewolf are dogs. Can't you smell anything nearby?"

Seeing that the werewolf dared to be slick, Zhao Ling stepped on its broken arm and stomped off the white bones, causing the werewolf to wail in great pain.

However, there is no need for the werewolf to answer. The red blood flowing out from the broken wound has spread the smell of blood, attracting peeps in the dark.

The smell of blood has a deep magic power to some demons.

In the dark corner deep in the deep, a pair of scarlet eyes lit up, something approaching here.

Um?

Zhao Ling instantly noticed something approaching, and suddenly turned around and saw a human figure jumping towards this side.

As the human figure approached, Zhao Ling saw its appearance clearly. It was a shabby corpse with a dead gray skin.

He was beating stiffly, his eyes were hollow, cold, and lifeless.

"Zombies!"

Zhao Ling recognized the category of this thing and immediately confirmed that this guy was the real murderer who killed the mummy in the alley.

He could feel a malicious look on him, exactly the same as before, this zombie.

The zombies couldn't speak, and they jumped straight towards this side, and the air was filled with a smell of corruption and deterioration.

"Lying down."

Zhao Ling stepped on the werewolf again, aggravating its injuries, so that the guy could take the opportunity to slip away, and he still had something to ask for.

After confirming that the werewolf had lost their power of action, he faced the attacking zombies with a look of anticipation.

This zombie is what he really is looking for tonight.

The zombie approached, and her two fangs extended outside her lips, and there was no expression on her stiff face.

The dead thing quickly jumped in front of Zhao Ling's eyes, and grabbed his neck with his arms straight.

"I want to see which of our fists is harder."

Zhao Ling has always liked to fight head-on. No matter whether the other party was a zombie or something, he flew and hit the stiff and cold body with an astonishing force, and immediately made a dull blow.

When his fist touched the zombie's body, he thought he had smashed on a piece of pig iron.

The zombie's body was very heavy and strong. When he was hit by his fist, he just took a few steps back and did not fall down. He was injured on his body, so he would have to take too much beaten up than a werewolf.

It seems that the zombie has good physical defense, and even with bullets, it may not be able to penetrate it. It can almost be considered invulnerable to swords and guns.

Zhao Ling failed with a punch, and the zombies were also attacking. The black and sharp nails were slashing through his skin, trying to hold him down to suck blood.

As the nails passed by, Zhao Ling's sleeve was cut open, revealing wheat-colored skin. However, the zombie's nails that were sharper than a knife fell on it, but even this layer of skin was not broken, and there was not even a white mark left, and it was not broken at all.

Seeing this, Zhao Ling couldn't help but grin, "It's a coincidence that this is not the case, my buddy just happened to be invulnerable to swords and guns."
Chapter completed!