The gray wolf lying on the ground slowly straightened up, and its body expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye, reaching about 1.9 meters in just ten seconds.
Its claws quickly grew nails, and the hair all over its body stood on end like steel needles.
"Made, what is this?"
Yang Chen looked at the scene in front of him, his eyes widened, and he took a step back in surprise.
But at this time, the gray wolf is still changing.
The wolf face turned into a European-looking human face, but what was different from ordinary people was that the pupils were blue, awl-shaped, and the eyes were quite fierce.
When Lingdang saw this scene, she was so frightened that she lay down in Yang Chen's arms and pretended to be dead.
"Ho ho ho!"
Xiaobai looked at the transformed gray wolf, stood up and kept beating his chest, looking very unconvinced.
"Ouch!"
But as Gray Wolf let out a sound that shocked the sky, even Xiao Bai trembled all over.
"Stand away with the bell!"
At this moment, Yang Chen frowned and quickly threw the bell to Xiao Bai.
Xiaobai jumped up with the bell in his arms, jumped onto the big rock more than ten meters away, and stared fiercely at the gray wolf not far away.
"By the way, what kind of monster are you?"
Yang Chen put his hands in his pockets, looked up at the gray wolf that was a head taller than him, and said calmly.
"Humble Chinese people, listen up, I am the great European Viscount Peter of the Peter family, Peter Char!"
Char's whole body is covered with gray hair, and his burly and huge body looks full of power.
Yang Chen stared at the standing hairs on his body, and countless information flashed through his mind.
"Yang...Yang Chen!"
At this moment, a faint sound suddenly came from the mountain col not far away.
Yang Chen turned around and was shocked: "Ouyang Lihuo, why are you here?"
"Chinese strangers are nothing more than that!"
Chaer spoke a blunt Chinese dialect, and stared at Ouyang Lihuo with his fierce eyes as he stood up staggeringly, his clothes were torn into strips, revealing his snow-white skin: "When I eat this man, I will enjoy it."
You Chinese aliens!"
"noob!"
Yang Chen waved his hand, and Xiaobai appeared next to Ouyang Lihuo with a bell, looking at Peterchar with vigilance and anger.
"He...he is a foreign race, a European werewolf!"
Ouyang Lihuo's face was pale, there were a lot of blood on his body, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat. He seemed to have reached the end of his strength.
"Werewolf!"
When Yang Chen heard these two words, he looked at Peterchar with curiosity: "No wonder he looks so familiar, he turns out to be a werewolf who can transform. But if you don't stay in Europe and show off, why are you here in China?
Are you looking for death? The new chef we recently hired at the Su Family Restaurant is best at stir-frying. If he knew that I brought a European werewolf there, he would probably be very excited!"
"God! What is he talking about!"
Charles patted his chest, looking confused.
"You don't understand Chinese and you dare to break into my Chinese language. You are looking for death!"
Yang Chen's eyes gradually turned cold and he shouted loudly.
"asshole!"
"Our Peter family is the greatest family in the world, and the werewolves of the Peter family are God's greatest work!"
Peterchael raised his hands and looked at the gradually darkening sky. The hair on his body began to grow continuously, and his aura became stronger and stronger.
"careful!"
"The strength of European werewolves will increase greatly in the moonlight!"
Ouyang Lihuo was on the verge of collapse. He endured the severe pain in his organs and shouted.
"Beauty, I don't know much about werewolves. I just want to ask, no matter how awesome you are, can you be forcibly promoted from viscount to earl?"
Yang Chen turned his head and looked at the pale-faced Ouyang Lihuo and asked.
"His bloodline shouldn't!"
Ouyang Lihuo gritted his teeth and said.
"Wolf cub, then slowly improve your strength first, I'll wait for you."
When Yang Chen heard this, he didn't care anymore and walked up to Ouyang Lihuo with a cigarette in his mouth.
Yang Chen had seen the level of werewolves in the old man's Scripture Pavilion.
From bottom to top they are baron, viscount, earl, marquis, duke and prince.
The viscount is equivalent to the innate realm of Chinese warriors, and reaching the level of an earl can rival the land realm.
But because werewolves are tall and their bloodline genes determine their extremely fast speed. In addition, the hair on their bodies can form a strong defense. Therefore, if you really want to deal with a Viscount like Peter Char, you need someone who is at the peak of his innate state.
Only warriors can do it.
"Leave me alone first, kill it first!"
Seeing Yang Chen approaching, Ouyang Lihuo collapsed on the ground with a plop.
"Although I don't have a good impression of you, after all, you are a Chinese compatriot. How could I watch you die helplessly?"
Yang Chen said, his right hand was already attached to Ouyang Lihuo's back, and a stream of pure energy entered her body: "Xiao Bai, after the transformation is over, this thing is just an innate peak. You can help me first."
I will protect the law, and I will kill him myself in five minutes. The first time I met a European werewolf, I was so excited by the success that I went back to take the wolf belt back and make a quilt for you."
"Arrogant Chinese people, just wait to be torn into pieces by me!"
Peterchar looked ferocious and let out bursts of wolf howls.
As the sky got darker and darker, the moonlight hung in the sky, and the hair on Peterchar's body turned blood red.
"Ho ho ho!"
Xiaobai felt the bloody aura emanating from Peterchar's body and kept tapping the rocks under his feet to remind Yang Chen who was healing Ouyang Lihuo.
"What's it called?"
At this moment, Yang Chen's true energy slowly returned to his dantian, and he opened his eyes: "Fuck... didn't you say you wouldn't be promoted to earl?"
"I...that's what my dad said. This is also my first time encountering a werewolf."
"Half of Donghai City's alien organizations were dispatched for this mission, but the werewolf was too strong and I was accidentally scratched. The werewolf's claws are poisonous and can quickly make people lose the power to resist. They have
Come prepared."
At this moment, Ouyang Lihuo looked panicked.
As a stranger, she could feel that Peterchar's strength was improving.
"Fuck, it's a full moon night, no wonder."
Yang Chen slowly raised his head, looked at the moon hanging in the sky, and grinned: "Okay, don't move around, the toxins have been discharged for you. If you don't want to die, just wait quietly until I deal with the werewolf."
Take you back to heal your wounds. You two sisters are really troublesome!"
"You! Who caused you trouble!"
Seeing Yang Chen holding a cigarette and heading towards the werewolf, Ouyang Lihuo muttered something in his mouth, but his eyes were still full of worry: "You...be careful!"
"Care about me."
Yang Chen turned his head and blinked as he walked towards the werewolf.
"If you're not serious, I don't know what my sister likes about you!"
Ouyang Lihuo's cheeks turned red and his breathing was rapid. However, he suddenly felt pain in his internal organs and frowned.
"Xiaobai, protect my little sister."
Yang Chen patted Xiao Bai who was like a sentry, blew out the cigarette in his mouth, rolled up his sleeves, looked up at Peter Chaer, who was nearly two meters old and had blood-red hair standing on end: "I asked you, are you okay?
?I'm in a hurry, how long will it take to reach your most awesome state?"
"Ignorant Chinese, you should pray to God now so that your death will not be too ugly later!"
At the same time, Char's condition had reached its peak under the moonlight.
The nails on both of his claws were long and blood red, just like Wolverine's. Waves of powerful breath pressure hit his face when he breathed, and there was a foul smell all around him.
"Damn it, haven't you taken a shower since you came here after a long journey?"
Yang Chen frowned and held his nose: "Okay, stop talking nonsense, your so-called God is not even qualified to kneel down when he sees our Eastern Emperor, let alone you half-human and half-animal guys.
Got it!"
"Arrogant Chinese, you dare to insult our Peter family, I will tear you into pieces today!"
"Ouch!"
Peterchar was obviously irritated. He roared, jumped up, and attacked Yang Chen with his huge body.
Yang Chen squinted his eyes and looked at the attacking Peterchall: "Come on, let me play slowly. First, let's see if your werewolves' defense is really as strong as the legend says!"
Yang Chen clasped his hands together, chanting Sanskrit sounds in his mouth, and the true energy in his body surged like a torrent, gathering in his palms.
In an instant.
In Ouyang Lihuo's shocked eyes, Yang Chen's whole body was actually emitting a faint golden light. His whole body was like a fighting Buddha, and waves of Sanskrit sounds were vibrating in the empty valley.
Peterchael seemed to have an instinctive resistance to this kind of sound, and seemed restless. He jumped up and grabbed Yang Chen with his sharp claws.
"Buddha Tiangang Palm!"
Just when Peterchael appeared above Yang Chen's head, his eyes suddenly opened, golden light flashed, and he raised his hand and struck the void with a palm.
Bang!
A golden air palm hit Peterchar hard on the chest.
Peterchael was knocked away by this powerful force of infuriating energy. A palm print appeared on the hair on his chest, which was like a steel needle. His huge body flew backwards, smashing a huge rock into pieces.
"Well done!"
Ouyang Lihuo looked excited and shouted.
"Don't admire me too much."
Yang Chen waved his hand and said with a smile.
"Bang!"
At this moment, a pile of rocky ruins exploded. Peterchar jumped up, the blood-red hair on his body stood upside down, opened his bloody mouth, and let out a ferocious roar: "Humble Chinese, I want a mouthful today."
I ate you in one bite!"
"Yang Chen, be careful!"
"This is the fighting state of a werewolf!"
Ouyang Lihuo looked at Petchar with his fists clenched and his hair standing on end, and he shouted quickly.
"The defense is really good."
Yang Chen looked at Peterchall who was unharmed, and raised his fingers: "Come on, let me fuck you again!"