Beauty Comic Cultivation Record

Chapter 123 Wolf Hunting (3) Replenish 2000

Author: Zhu Bajie who pursues dreams

Chapter 123 Wolf Hunting (3) Replenish 2000

Leonardo da Vinci took the handheld device and looked at the video on the surveillance screen, his face suddenly became serious.

In the video, a jet-black werewolf nearly three meters tall was fighting with a human wearing a skull shirt.

They have all seen the black werewolf, Lucian, the leader of the werewolves.

A very strong werewolf, especially after the transformation, with that kind of strength, speed and even explosive power.

Even their master, after seeing the video of Lucian transforming and fighting and biting several black werewolves, admitted that he was no match for Lucian.

In terms of fighting skills and martial arts, Leonardo da Vinci was confident that the others who had studied ninjutsu with Master Mouse for many years would not be inferior to Lucian.

But Lucian's body was so strong that after transforming into a werewolf, he could bend steel pillars and tear apart steel fences with a single punch.

If Lucian fought with them, it would be equivalent to a strong man fighting a primary school student.

In the words of Master Mouse, this is called one force reducing ten.

No matter how many techniques you use, they are all futile in the face of absolute power.

But in the video, the werewolf leader who can tear steel with his claws is clearly at a disadvantage.

The human in the skull shirt only held a projectile knife in his hand. Facing Lucian's attack,

A few of them moved around, like a nimble ape, easily avoiding Lucian's sharp claws.

The ejection knife in his hand was like a utility knife cutting paper, easily leaving scratches on Lucian's body.

Within ten seconds of holding the handheld device, Leonardo da Vinci saw with his own eyes four or five scratches on Lucian's body.

Blood continued to ooze out from these scratches, and combined with the previous knife marks, Lucian was a black-haired werewolf, and the fur on his body was almost covered with a sticky, dark red paste that was about to solidify, turning him into a blood wolf.

Looking at the catapult knife held by the man in the video, Leonardo da Vinci subconsciously touched the two knives on his back.

He vaguely asked himself, if Lucian were replaced by him, would he be able to catch the small ejection knife in the man's hand?

The answer is no!

Not only was this skeleton man far superior to him in strength and speed, Leonardo da Vinci even felt a hint of exquisite knife skills when he fired the knife.

Just like what Teacher Mouse told them about the legend of the cook and the cow.

He actually saw this kind of artistic conception in the man in the skull shirt.

"Punisher, are these people from the Song and Tang Dynasties?"

Donatello moved closer to Da Vinci and looked at the video on the handheld monitor. The man's face flashed across the video.

Donatello could see the man's face clearly.

"Punisher!? Tyro, do you know these people?" Leonardo da Vinci looked sideways at Donatello and asked.

"Well, Mickey made me pay attention to various vigilantes in New York!

The man in the skull shirt is the Punisher, New York’s latest superhero!

However, I found out that he has another identity, the vice president of a security company owned by Down Group in New York.

I checked the information about the Tang Group, and their boss is called Song Tang, a famous Taoist boss in New York. Some people have said that after the death of Kingpin, Song Tang will be the new Taoist emperor in New York!"

"Obviously, this Punisher's attack on Kingpin was not a vigilante act, but a gang vendetta!"

Donatello talked about his knowledge of Frank and the Tang Group.

When Leonardo Da Vinci heard Taylor's words, his green round face frowned even more tightly.

Why did a gangster emperor of New York's underworld come into conflict with werewolves living in the sewers?

And how did Raphael and Mickey get involved?

"Found Raphael and Mickey!"

Donatello remotely controlled the surveillance camera to rotate its viewing angle, and finally found two familiar figures among a group of heavily armed black-armored soldiers.

Two short men of 1.5 meters stood in the middle of a group of black-armored soldiers with an average height of 1.9 meters. They were completely blocked. If it weren't for the conspicuous colors on their bodies, they would be standing in the middle.

Donatello really might not be able to find them.

"What do we do?"

Leonardo da Vinci heard the footsteps getting closer and closer behind him, grabbed Donatello's shoulders and ran forward.

"There is nothing we can do now. Let's meet up with Rafael Mickey and the others first and inquire about their situation. If we are really caught by these people, we will find a way to rescue them!"

……………

Lucian was dizzy and punched hard, but as expected, his punch failed.

Lucian, who had suffered severe blood loss, fell directly to the ground with the momentum of his punch.

Lucien, who fell to the ground, tried hard to get up, but he lost too much blood and his arms could no longer support his huge body.

Plop!

He had just propped himself up when his arms went limp and he fell to the ground again.

Under his body, the blood from the knife scar quickly gathered into a small red puddle.

"He's a tough guy!"

Looking at Lucian who kept trying to get up, the catapult knife in Frank's hand turned into a knife blade between his fingers, which he closed and put back in his palm.

"Huhuhu..."

At this time, in the entire werewolf base camp, more than two hundred werewolves who had been driven here saw this scene, and they couldn't help but let out a series of dull roars from their throats.

Even in the face of the joint suppression of dozens of heavily armed black-armored soldiers and more than two dozen lizardmen, the wolves still broke into commotion.

"Don't move, don't move at all!"

Seeing that the wolves are about to rush forward and fight the enemy in front of them,

Lucian listened to the increasingly dense gunshots coming from all directions, which were also mixed with flash bombs and the muffled "bang bang" sound of the exploding pepper concentrated grenade.

And more and more werewolves were driven to the open space of the base camp,

Lucian's werewolf body returned directly to human form.

He managed to get up from the ground with a strong breath, and staggered to Ryan, who had a stabbing sword hanging on his waist.

"Can I use my perfect blood in exchange for the lives of my tribe? I can let them all leave New York!"

Ryan lowered his head and looked at the man in front of him who was bleeding all over his body.

Just now, Lucian used "Perfect Blood" as a bet and proposed a fair one-on-one duel with them.

The condition is that if he wins, Ryan and the others will let Lucian and his tribe leave.

Regarding what he said about the perfect blood that can be integrated with any gene to strengthen itself and is not afraid of diseases, swords and guns,

Ryan thought his boss would be interested, so he agreed to his request.

But obviously, he lost!

"You have to know that those who fail are not qualified to make conditions!" Ryan looked at Lucien who was like a bloody gourd and said lightly.

"Kill me and let my tribe go!"

I've been busy today, visiting relatives, and having a small gathering in the evening. I've tried my best.

(End of chapter)