Chapter 289 Werewolf Bloodline

boom!

The sniper bullet finally hit Poison Wolf a few centimeters away.

After all, Ning Chen's hand was not a sniper rifle.

Although the power can be achieved, the accuracy is still a little bit off after a distance of a thousand meters.

Poisonous Wolf also saw through the scope that the target he wanted to snipe, Ning Chen, was quickly attacking in his direction.

"Fuck!"

Poisonous Wolf's expression changed, he threw the sniper rifle in his hand, jumped off the rooftop of the sixth floor, turned around and ran away.

Poisonous Wolf is known as the 'King of Killers' in the international underground world. He knows the way of a killer well: miss a hit and escape thousands of miles away!

The shot just now gave him a clearer understanding of the target Ning Chen's strength.

These one billion are not that easy to get.

However, Poison Wolf had just escaped a few hundred meters when Ning Chen chased him not far behind him.

"What? Aren't you going to kill me? Don't run." Ning Chen said calmly.

"There are plenty of opportunities to kill you. The deadline is tomorrow during the day. So what if I let you live for a few more hours?" Poisonous Wolf said as he ran away.

"Really? It's a pity that you don't have time."

Ning Chen sneered, stamped his foot, his speed increased instantly, and he stopped in front of Poisonous Wolf.

"Ning, don't think I'm afraid of you, I just want to kill you at the minimum cost."

Poisonous Wolf's face turned grim.

From the moment Ning Chen caught the bullet and threw the bullet back, he could roughly judge Ning Chen's strength. He should be a martial arts master, and he was not a weakling among the masters.

But, what about the Grandmaster?

Ordinary people regard the master as a dragon.

But in the eyes of him, the king of killers, the Grandmaster is just a bigger insect.

There are naturally thousands of ways to assassinate someone!

Poison, accident, explosion, woman...

He Poisonous Wolf has killed more masters than he can count on one hand!

Otherwise, how could he be called the ‘King of Killers’?

Now that Ning Chen doesn't give him a chance to assassinate him, what if he kills him head-on? It will only cost him a lot of money.

"It seems that you have to pay a heavy price today, and that price is death."

Ning Chen looked at Poison Wolf jokingly.

"Really? There are many people who have said this to me, but they all died before me."

"Today I will let you see how powerful my poisonous wolf is!"

Poison Wolf let out a loud roar, and his body suddenly swelled. His muscles became as stiff as iron, fangs slowly grew out of the corners of his mouth, and his fingers became sharper.

"Oh? So you have werewolf blood?" Ning Chen frowned slightly.

In the inheritance in his mind, there is a corresponding record: Humans are not the only intelligent creatures in this world. The legendary monsters also exist, and the legendary werewolf is one of them!

This was the first time Ning Chen saw a real werewolf, and he couldn't help but look at it carefully.

In his induction, the bright light representing the poisonous wolf became more intense again, almost like a small searchlight.

"Hey, now that you know my secret, go to hell!"

Poison Wolf laughed ferociously, stamped his foot, and his body turned into a cannonball and hit Ning Chen!

Boom!

Ning Chen punched out and collided with Poison Wolf.

Ning Chen's body shook for a while, but Poisonous Wolf was knocked away several meters, and the tangled muscles on the surface of his body burst with blood.

With the powerful werewolf physique of Poison Wolf, he is actually no match for Ning Chen!

"Ouch!"

The poisonous wolf raised its head to the sky and roared wildly, then charged forward again. At the same time, its claws flashed with blue light and clawed at Ning Chen!

There is a reason why he is called Poison Wolf.

His claws are quenched with poison!

hiss--

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Chapter completed!