Trafford’s Trading Club

Police station.

The man sat with his head down on the rudimentary bedboard of the detention room, and these days it was like a nightmare for him that the heir of a Dickabee family in his hall would be caught here, and when it got out, it was a big joke.

Suddenly, the door to the detention room opened. The man looked at the policeman who came in, and he couldn't remember how many times he screamed in the past few days. At this moment, he just looked at each other silently and was a little lazy to ignore his mind.

“You can go now.” The police said softly.

The man stood still and stood up from the bed, surprised: “Can I go? Did someone pick me up? ”

“Pick you up? Who's gonna pick you up?” The policeman shrugged: “It's just that the real thief caught it. All right, cut the crap and get out of here! Don't take this place. Waste our place. ”

The man was angry: “How dare you catch the wrong person! ”

But he had to stop talking immediately, just because the policeman banged on the door with a truncheon: “If you'd like to stay, I'd be happy to close the door again. ”

“Wait! Me, I'm leaving now. ”

This police station, I remember!

The man lowered his head and quickly walked down the stairs of the police gate. He felt so unlucky that not only did his wallet, ID, cell phone, etc. disappear, but he somehow spent so much time in jail!

“What Edgar is doing to the bottom! I've been missing for so long, I don't know what to look for? Huh!”

He found a taxi, sat on it, and said an address with great dismay.

……

……

For Vera, meddling seems to be the same gene that was passed down from her ancestors. She even remembers very clearly that when she was a kid, everyone in the family used to judge her grandmother: this goddamn, meddling old woman!

This time, she seemed to feel like she was paying for meddling… this was a terrible situation.

This looks like a studio that's only been set up for a short time, and is now like a typhoon crossing. Two guys with extraordinary physical abilities are fighting here, and there's this nosy person between them... Vera doesn't think the owner of this estate is going to ask her to collect the cost of the damage.

Boo--!

Damn it!

She crossed her hands to protect herself, dangerously blocked the fist of this‘ giant ', just a huge impact, and immediately flew her against the wall!

Had it not been for the dirty blood in the house, the difference between body tissue and the average person, this fist would have broken the bones of these hands a long time ago - but it is now directly unconscious, basically numb from wrist to shoulder position.

Pfft!

Her body was directly overwhelmed by a cabinet placed on the wall, smashing the cabinet directly into a piece-of-shit - a place that seemed to be used to place painting tools.

Broken brushes, don't squeeze out the paint, and bottles and all that stuff just popped all over the place. A sticky feeling even makes Vera feel extremely uncomfortable.

She looked subconsciously at the reflection of herself on a piece of glass that had broken into pieces on the ground… it turned out that because of this, it had been stained with thick white pigment.

One on the nose, one on the cheek on the left, one on the forehead at first, even on the right eye... yes, the edge of the corner of the mouth...

“ ”

But now is not the time for her to compare or deal with these things, and it's more important to think about how to deal with this giant and this Lycan.

“I shouldn't be meddling.” Vera stood up suddenly and said to herself with great dissatisfaction… Then her eyes began to wrap their pupils around her wonderful changes.

The pupils were shattered and rearranged into wonderful, uniquely aesthetic umbrella structures, and on the cheeks, tiny silver plush appeared.

Her ears were slightly lengthened, but her hair burst to the waist.

“Are you a werewolf too!!” The voices of heaven and loss are filled with a crude smell, like burned vocal cords, and fury.

This change is not within his control, and strong physical abilities require a lot to be lost before he can be exchanged. A violent intent to kill had already broken into his heart.

He needs to tear everything alive in front of him in order to calm the constant impulse in his body.

At this time.

At the moment Vera made a change, Yergo, who had lost his mind, suddenly stopped. He was like facing more dangerous enemies, his whole body bowing, his limbs squeezing on the floor, teeth clamping, like a big enemy… or instinctively a little scared.

“Ten seconds.” Vera's voice suddenly became sharp, and when her eyes suddenly condensed, she was like a bullet, leaping straight into the sky.

Heavenly defeat also shouted, he has been caught by the other party's rules of movement, the intent is very obvious - that is, one punch and nothing is broken!

This fist does have the power to break walls today!

But at this moment, everything seems to be slowing down! Instead of falling back, Vera reached out and grabbed Tian Fang's huge wrist very quickly, then twisted her body in the middle of the sky, her legs simultaneously spread apart - and then squeezed in an instant!

The left calf and right thigh have become elongated pliers, directly clamping Heavenly Loss's neck!

She lowered her voice and drank it. She directly pulled Heaven's defeat to the ground. As for Heaven's defeated head, she hit it directly on the floor!

Even a horrible collision can't break Heaven's head, but Venus is already in the eye!

But Vera obviously hasn't stopped yet. She's tightening her legs more ferociously now, while grabbing Heavenly Loser's arm and suddenly pushing it in the opposite direction!

Click--!

Joints, so completely twisted!

Heaven's defeat begins to feel that his breathing is difficult to sustain - a state that, despite reducing the pain to almost non-existent levels, still requires oxygen to sustain itself.

Normal people, there is no way to push him to this level… but Vera, obviously, is not in the category of ordinary people.

Hang him!

More powerful moves in Brazilian jujitsu!

And time... nine seconds!

Loosen his legs, he stood up from the ground, Vera roared in low voice, lifted his legs and kicked Tian Fang over, saw his eyes completely white before turning to look at Yergo.

He still takes the defensive position of tightening his body. Vera walked towards Yergo step by step, and her mutations became more apparent.

Yergo instinctively retreated until the moment he could not retreat, hiding the ferocity in his body, so that he finally roared and shouted at Vera!

“You have no idea how this power should be used!” Vera's voice became sharper.

With his hands closed, he easily avoided Yergo's collision and turned behind him. His fist hit Yergo hard behind his back and hit him directly on the ground!

Vera snorted coldly, kneeling, kneeling directly behind Yergo, and then stretched her hand to lift his head and compress him thoroughly!

“Vika! Get out! ”

Hiding from the beginning, while hiding, Vika chased herself here, and at this point she protruded from the window position of the studio. When he saw the scene of Vera, he was shocked, but he also flipped his pocket with his hands and feet, finally finding a bottle and hurriedly throwing it out!

Vera reached for the spelling, bit it off, took out some small pills, stuffed them into Yergo's mouth, and finally covered his mouth vigorously.

Yergo is still struggling desperately.

“Listen, anger will not be your strength, it will let you destroy yourself! I don't know how you got the blood on you, but since you have this filthy thing on you, you have to learn to control it! You're a man, not a beast! ”

“Ooh... ah!! Hoo--!”

Until Yergo gradually stopped moving and the mutation slowly began to fade away, and finally closed his eyes, Vera let him loose and sat on the ground on her own.

Suddenly, her face revealed a painful color and her lips grew pale. She quickly put the remaining pills in her hand.

Shortly afterwards, she recovered her original, but seemed to have lost all her strength and collapsed on the ground.

Vika saw, hurriedly climbed through the window, walked in, and quickly said: “I just saw it on the way, a lot of people died... I didn't see it alive! This... what's going on with this guy? ”

His eyes suddenly turned to heaven's defeat. It was only then that his body began to dry out - dry, too, relative to his previous enormous body shape, and now it's just a normal laugh.

However, his whole body skin turned weird gray and even spilled some black matter from his mouth... I'm afraid it's blood?

“I don't know, but...” Vera frowned, weakly: “I'd love to see something like this. ”

“Ah?”

“About two years ago, a couple of mysterious guys came to my house and my father received them. Seems to be talking about some business...” Vera shook her head: “Soon after, I inadvertently discovered that the house began to secretly dispose of some bodies, the appearance...”

She was silent for a moment before slowly saying, “Almost. ”

“This...” Vika frowned and quickened: “Whatever this is, I'll get you out of here first... I can't deal with it if there's a similar guy. ”

Vera nodded, and she knew the weight, “Wait, take this guy with you, too. I have something to ask him. ”

Vera pointed to Yergo Road.

“Ma'am! Do you think I can lift this guy?” Vika looked bitterly: “You've helped him get to this, the rest depends on his own luck! If he's from this estate, he won't die! ”

“Okay...” Vera nodded.

……

“Will it be more powerful because of the ancient bloodstream? ”

In the chaotic studio, a clean owner and maid of honor were greeted. Squat on the ground, Rocciu rolled over Yergo's body and asked.

“Inside the Lycan community, there's this saying of ‘generation’.” Unight talks about what he knows: “For example, the first generation is the first generation, then the first generation is the second generation. Generations are born with a sense of oppression between generations. Hmm... Similar bloodlines, same pattern. ”

Rocciu walked up to the body of Heavenly Defeat, stretching out his fingers and smudging some black blood on the ground, twisting it, and suddenly he said, "Right, the last time you said it, it contains blood from the bloodline and elements from the werewolf's brain marrow, right? ”

“Yes.”

Lochu nodded, assuming some of what Vera had just said, it seemed possible to establish a hypothesis.

He smiled and stood up, “It's our turn to clear the field. We should thank Miss Vera for leaving us with some kung fu. ”

It's still the first time Lochu has encountered so many bodies… or stood in a place where so many people have died.

Once upon a time, even if it wasn't suddenly frightening, it would probably get nervous.

And now… these are like props, and the spring in their hearts does not have a slight ripple.

Boss Lo had to be funny and ridiculous to think: it seems that even the process of getting used to has been spared.

“Mmm.” Night smiled a little.

But before clearing the field, the maid took out her handkerchief and carefully wiped the black blood from her fingers.

……

At this point, a taxi arrived slowly at the entrance of the estate.

The man closed the door in disgust and turned towards the driver: “Wait here, someone will pay you right away! ”