Werewolfs are strong in vitality and cannot be killed without special methods, but this does not mean that they do not feel pain.

Therefore, the unlucky werewolf screamed miserably and sharply, completely covering up the sound of fighting in the hotel.

The strong body rolled on the ground without any scruples, causing chaos to mingle the battle situation around!

However, after doing all this cruelty, the culprit actually nodded to the werewolf leader who was staring at him, with a very arrogant expression!

Seeing this, the werewolf leader had no intention of continuing to watch the show. After pulling out a pair of hands on his waist, he dragged the sword and striding towards the direction where the brown-haired young man was.

The other party threw down the empty wine bottle and turned toward the staircase deep in the hotel. It seemed that he had realized the seriousness of the problem.

Or he seemed to want to rely on the terrain to fight a guerrilla war.

However……

The white wolf leader showed a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

Humans can distinguish targets by relying on their eyes and sounds. In addition to these, they can also rely on their noses!

Relying on this, it has locked in the scent of the other party. In this way, no matter where the person goes, how he hides, it will be useless.

So the leader of the white wolf slowly walked towards the stairs, not in a hurry at all. During this period, he swung the long sword in his hand and patted a human head blocking the way into a rotten watermelon!

But just as he was about to deal with the second human who had unconsciously blocked his way forward, the other party skillfully lowered his body and avoided his attack.

At the same time, a ball of thread was thrown into Zheng and quickly dispersed, wrapping his body tightly!

Then, as if it was a combo, the leader of the White Wolf noticed that the metal hammer was gently knocked on the back of his head.

I heard a majestic judgment like a god--

"You have committed murder. In the name of God, I will judge you immediately disarm and return home to repent!"

This sound seemed to contain an unquestionable force, which made people want to obey after hearing it.

After hearing this, the leader of the white wolf simply let go of the sword in his hand, and at the same time raised his head and made a loud wolf roar.

The sound was like thunder, rumbling across the hotel lobby, giving a deafening feeling.

After hearing the whistle, the werewolfs around him became a little restless, as if they wanted to resist, but they could not resist their instinct.

Obviously, this is a retreat signal!

The young deacon who was hitting the back of the other person's head with a mace in his hand was relieved to see this, feeling that the matter was almost over.

But just as he was focusing on the werewolf leader in front of him, a short figure suddenly jumped down from the wooden staircase next to him, knocking Tracy completely here-

That was a businessman who had used bows and arrows to cover people's battles before!

The body was knocked down, and the young deacon naturally could not hold the nail in his hand, and even involuntarily broke away from the back of the white wolf leader's head.

The wolf roar came to an abrupt end. Under Tracy's desperate gaze, the other party's high-rise chin slowly returned to normal.

"I think you've confused the difference between alien species and monsters."

The white wolf then looked down at Tracy, raised his finger and knocked his temple, giving the young deacon a playful smile.

“We have brains.”

Tracy was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and finally sighed dejectedly, closing his eyes and not resisting.

He is just a deacon, only one level higher than the lowest-level assistant deacon, and the extraordinary abilities he has learned are basically nothing to do with fighting.

The reason why he was able to fight until now is because he was born in a noble family and received knight training since childhood.

"I just feel ashamed of the Bishop's instructions...Lennon blesses, hope that Bernie can escape smoothly..."

While praying silently, a familiar voice suddenly came from above, which made Tracy feel unconsciously stunned. Then he couldn't help but open his eyes and look deep into the stairs.

"So you should be able to understand the consequences of killing people like us and what kind of abilities we have, Bridget?"

I didn't see anyone, but the sound sounded a gentle and intimate, with a roundabout exotic accent... It was Bernie who had just run upstairs not long ago!

"Brigi is..."

The young deacon who was thrown to the ground moved his mind and his eyes turned to the white wolf leader standing beside him.
Chapter completed!