Chapter 121 Wolf Hunting(1/2)
Author: Zhu Bajie who pursues dreams
Near the stone platform, a group of untransformed werewolf men were engaged in a bare-chested melee with fists and fists.
Lucian stood in the center of the melee, waving his fists and striking out in all directions, knocking away four or five young werewolves who rushed towards him, hoping to challenge the Wolf King.
On the rise of fighting, after knocking down several young people who overestimated their abilities,
Lucian pointed with his finger at a few werewolves watching the excitement outside the melee circle.
"You, you, you, you and you, come together!"
The strong guys Lucien pointed to were all old men who had followed him for many years, and they were all ruthless characters who had been injected with perfect blood.
"roar!"
A big man who was targeted showed no fear at all. He took off his shirt, revealing his strong muscles, pushed aside the werewolf blocking the way, and squeezed into the melee circle.
Bang, he punched away a young werewolf blocking the way, grabbed the back of the two werewolves who were still fighting, and slammed their heads together.
Bang!
The strong white man quickly rushed to the innermost part of the melee circle, jumped up, dived, and mercilessly hit the side of Lucian's face with a heavy punch.
Bang!
Lucian raised his right arm to block the big white man's punch, raised his leg and kicked him in the chest and abdomen.
The big white man groaned and was kicked away by the kick, crashing into the crowd.
After knocking down two young werewolves, he got up unsteadily and rushed towards Lucian again.
In the crowd, two more big men rushed towards Lucian at the same time, one on the left and the other on the right.
Lucien was drunk, and a fire was burning in his chest. He was fighting one against three, and he did not lose at all.
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"Ho! King!"
Sam, who was a little excited, shouted excitedly towards the center of the field. He couldn't help but swing his shirt to cheer Lucian crazy.
He also did not forget to greet his friends beside him,
"Hal! Where are the people?"
He turned his head and suddenly found that his friend who was crowded around him just now was gone.
Sam looked around with some doubts. There was a lot of activity in front of him, with a group of people shouting and roaring crazily, but next to him, there was nothing. A dozen large living people disappeared at some point.
Sam subconsciously turned around and came face to face with the two card soldiers who had touched behind him.
Sam looked at the two human soldiers wearing black armor and closed helmets, and then looked at the bright syringes in their hands. The sharp needles shone with a cold light.
The green liquid in the syringe doesn’t look like anything serious at first glance.
Sam blinked, a little confused.
The two card soldiers didn't expect that this guy would suddenly turn around.
The atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.
Sam turned his eyes to the side and watched two soldiers in the same uniform dragging the "corpse" of their companions out.
Only then did he react, and his muscles tightened, awakening the primitive animal nature in his body.
"Ouch..."
Sam looked up to the sky and let out a warning wolf roar, while the gray hair on his arms grew wildly.
Tsk! Tsk!
Two needles pierced his arm directly. Sam, whose head had just turned into a gray wolf's head, lowered his head and blinked his eyes as confused as a husky.
He watched helplessly as the two men in black armor pushed the unknown green medicine into his body.
"Plop!"
The double dose of anesthetic surged forward, and Sam fell directly to the ground.
This time the two card soldiers did not choose to catch him, but turned their guns and pointed them at the already disturbed wolves.
Opposite them, the chaotic and noisy fighting field had become silent at some point.
Nearly a hundred werewolves all turned their heads and looked behind them.
Behind them, the large circle that originally gathered together to watch the chaotic fight was reduced by a fifth.
Not far away, you can even see some people wearing battle armor and black hoods pulling out the "corpses" of their fellow humans!
Seeing this scene, many werewolves immediately transformed into werewolf forms.
Among the nearly a hundred gray-haired werewolves, there were a dozen black-haired werewolves.
"Who are you?"
Following the question, the grinning wolves split to both sides like a tide,
Lucian, naked from the waist up, emerged from the pack of wolves.
A group of armed soldiers wearing black armor and closed helmets were silent, with more than 20 guns aimed at the wolves.
"Go! Kill them!"
Lucian, who received no answer, slowly retreated into the pack of wolves. With a wave of his hand, nearly a hundred werewolves used their hands and feet to pounce on the card soldiers in front of them.
"Ouch!"
An ordinary gray-haired werewolf stands up to two and a half meters tall, has a strong body, and the flesh on his body is enough to withstand long-range shots from ordinary pistols.
If ordinary bullets hit them, they will even get stuck in their muscles and cannot damage the bones inside.
The black-haired ghost wolf injected with perfect blood has become stronger and stronger.
Its strength and speed are greatly improved compared to ordinary werewolves, and it can even be immune to silver bullets that are more lethal to werewolves.
Their strong bodies make these werewolves incredibly fast. Using their hands and feet together, they can reach five to six meters in one lunge.
Some werewolves can even run on both sides of the walls.
The nearest distance from these werewolves to the card soldiers was no more than twenty meters, and for these werewolves, it was only a few breaths away.
He was about to be drowned by the wolves like a tide,
More than two dozen Solitaire soldiers reached behind their backs and took off military green special grenades.
More than twenty people waved their arms in unison, and the cylindrical military green special grenades drew arcs and were thrown directly into the wolves.
Bang bang bang...
Accompanied by a muffled sound like a can being opened, a dazzling bright light instantly exploded in the dim sewer.
The dazzling bright light caused these werewolves who had stayed in the dark sewers for a long time to instantly see everything in front of them.
Accompanied by hundreds of decibels of noise, the attacking wolf pack instantly fell apart. Many werewolves, unable to see clearly, waved their claws crazily, biting everything around them.
Several werewolves even attacked and bit madly, falling into a manic state.
"Ouch..."
A wolf howl sounded in the sewer, and all the werewolves stopped moving after hearing the wolf howl!
A ghost wolf that was twice the size of the other werewolves stood up from the pack, looking up to the sky and roaring,
Amidst the rhythmic howls of wolves, all the werewolves regained their composure, readjusted their direction, and pounced on the card soldiers.
The howling of wolves echoed in the sewers...
"Ouch!"
"Ouch!"
"Ouch!"
………
Not just an echo, but also a response, the howling sounds came one after another, as if the entire New York sewers were filled with howling sounds.
The sound of intensive footsteps echoed in the sewer.
"Ouch!"
In a sewer leading to the werewolf base camp, a dozen werewolves were running on their hands and feet in the sewer in the most primitive animal form.
Just when they were just a corner away from the werewolf base camp,
A figure hanging upside down in the sewer turned over, a black windbreaker covering his graceful figure, and two elongated pistols spitting out blue fireworks.
"Puff..."
Among Selina's two guns, they are also silver-tipped tranquilizer bullets. The racial talent of the vampire is combined with the arc shooting she learned from Sloan.
The ghost wolf running at the front didn't know what happened, but it was hit by two tranquilizer rounds in its front legs and chest.
The powerful anesthetic took effect so quickly that the werewolf, who was turning at high speed, fell into a coma while running and hit the corner wall with a loud bang.
To be continued...