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Boom!

The wall of the wooden house was shattered.

The impact of the shotgun directly blasted the werewolf, whose life or death was unknown, out of the house.

As a powerful weapon for close combat, the demolition effect of the shotgun is no joke.

Not to mention wood, even iron sheets can be penetrated at such a close distance.

Rhodes' eyes were cold, and he exuded a stern murderous intent.

He reloaded the bullets and walked out of the hole in the wall. At such a close distance, he was hit four times in a row with a shotgun. Even the werewolf would definitely not be alive. Although there was a 90% chance that this werewolf was dead.

But he was always cautious.

Since he wanted to kill, he had to make sure that the other party had no chance of survival.

He would not feel at ease until he sacrificed the corpse.

Before he was 100% sure that the werewolf was dead, it was still alive.

Outside the house.

The werewolf, covered in blood, lay on the ground motionless.

Rhodes slowly walked to the werewolf, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

Although the werewolf was powerful, it was still a mortal in nature.

Except for the abnormal recovery ability and physique, there is not much difference between him and humans in other aspects.

If he is shot, he will be injured, and if the injury is too serious, he will die.

He has killed two werewolves before.

When these two werewolves were hit by shotguns, most of their bodies were directly blown to pieces.

However, the werewolf in front of him did not have any serious penetrating wounds.

Countless steel balls sank deep into his flesh and blood, but they only seriously injured him. He was not at the point of death at all.

Swish!

The werewolf with his eyes closed suddenly opened his eyes.

The next second, the werewolf body began to transform into a beast.

As the transformation process progressed, the blood-filled body began to heal at a very fast speed.

Steel balls fell off from the flesh and blood and fell to the ground.

In a moment, new hair had grown on the werewolf's body.

Human limbs also began to change into beasts.

Hiss!

Rhode couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

Don't lie to me, this is a werewolf?

He has never heard of a werewolf with such thick skin.

Even a shotgun can be blocked. How terrifying is this muscle?

"You are going to fly to the sky."

Without any hesitation, Rhode picked up the shotgun in his hand, aimed at the werewolf's head and fired two shots in a row.

Just like the villain died because of talking too much.

He couldn't understand those TV dramas where the villains could be dealt with before they transformed.

Why did the protagonists always talk nonsense with the villains like idiots when they had an absolute advantage.

They had to wait until the opponent transformed and killed most of their friendly forces.

Only then would they defeat the villain in extreme anger.

Is it because there are too many people? Do you want to sacrifice a few teammates to make the villain happy?

Learn from this lesson, kill him while he is sick.

Dead enemies are good enemies.

Two shotgun shells were used up, and Rhodes didn't even have time to reload.

He pulled out his revolver and fired six bullets into his eye sockets.

At this moment, the werewolf who was howling in pain also completed the final stage of transformation.

All the traces of the werewolf transformation disappeared, replaced by a giant gray wolf more than three meters tall.

At this moment, the right eye of the giant wolf was bleeding, and half of its face was smashed by the shotgun.

The only left eye was looking at him with a tyrannical and ferocious look.

The good news is that this guy was crippled.

The bad news is that being crippled doesn't seem to affect this guy's combat effectiveness.

It even made the giant wolf even crazier.

"This is difficult."

Rod sighed.

Even a blast of shotgun fire at his face couldn't kill this guy, so he couldn't blame him for being too soft.

It was a pity that there were no grenades.

Otherwise, if he stuffed two high-explosive bullets into his mouth, this guy would have a stomach as strong as iron.

When he returns this time, he must find a way to get a few boxes of grenades. As his thoughts ended, the crazy giant wolf rushed towards him fiercely.

""Ouch!"

Sharp teeth and claws came with a raging wind.

Rhodes turned over to avoid it.

A tree behind him that two people could hug together was directly torn into pieces by the giant wolf's claws.

Strength, speed, burst, as well as defense and recovery.

This guy's basic attributes are basically all maxed out.

Looking at the giant wolf that was gradually recovering from its injuries, Rhodes couldn't help but feel a headache.

Fighting with werewolves is like this, either you kill the opponent with a hammer without even giving him a chance to recover.

Or you can only be consumed by the opponent bit by bit to death.

If he were an ordinary person, he can only wait for death slowly now.

What a pity!

"You are a werewolf, so I am not one?"

Rhode's eyes were fierce, and his gums were clenched.

He imagined a full moon rising in his mind.

In an instant, the violent and bloodthirsty beast rushed straight into his brain from his blood.

""Ah!"

The suppressed roar, like the arrival of a king, echoed far away.

The whole forest was instantly silent, and even the chirping of insects and birds disappeared completely.

Boom!

The giant wolf that rushed towards them was blown away by the terrifying force and knocked down several large trees in a row.

Trample!

In the dust, a werewolf with a body of nearly three meters and covered with gray hair walked out slowly.

The strong body was like cast iron, and the muscle lines were full of oppressive force.

The hair was as tough as steel needles and shiny, and the narrow and long animal pupils flashed scarlet.

Sharp fangs, sharp claws.

Except for the head, most of the body still retains the human form.

But the whole body exudes a wildness and bestiality that is completely unlike that of humans, like a wild beast.

Rhodes took out a silver cross necklace from the personal space and wrapped it around his right hand in circles.

Since it is to deal with a werewolf, of course, the most restraining thing for a werewolf must be used.

Zila!

The place where the back of the hand touches the necklace , just like water poured on a red-hot iron, making a harsh sound.

Rhodes moved his body, not caring about the slight burning pain on his hand.

His werewolf bloodline is special, and it is very different from ordinary werewolf bloodline.

Therefore, ordinary silver products have no effect on him at all.

Even the holy silver blessed by the divine power can only make him feel slightly uncomfortable.

But, that's all.

Even the holy silver blessed by the divine power can't cause any substantial harm to him.

But for ordinary werewolves, it's different.

Ordinary silver products may be fatal, not to mention the holy silver blessed by the divine power.

Looking at the werewolf in front of him who has completely transformed into a beast and completely lost his mind.

A bloody aura slowly ignites on Rhodes' body.

Furious!

The gray hair is stained with a layer of blood.

The power that has reached its peak has surged again.

Rhodes grinned, and his sharp fangs were bloodthirsty.

"Guess how long it will take me to kill you"

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