He Jiamu absorbed the power of the full moon in the woods. The wounds on his shoulders healed quickly. For him, this kind of injury will not make him permanently disabled, but it will take at least three months to regenerate his hands. time, and during this period of time, he needed to constantly feed on human hearts to help him recover. The thought that the days ahead might be quite sad made him hate the three people in front of him even more, and he must kill them tonight!
With a roar, He Jiamu rushed out of the woods and launched an attack on Daolin. His speed was far from what it was at the beginning of the battle. Daolin's strength at this moment was much improved than before. After he used the Spiritual Consciousness Body Gathering Technique, he was evenly matched with He Jiamu.
Jijiu was very confused about this scene: "Gang Yan, there seems to be something wrong with this werewolf. Even though his hands are broken, the injury will not affect him to such an extent. How come his speed and strength are only the original two?" Is it right or left? There should be no reason for him to spare any effort now."
Gang Bian just smoked and didn't bother to watch the fighting on the field. "Tch... I think he is too strong. Even on a full moon night, it is too exaggerated. Why is he still not dead yet..." He complained again. He said it again, as if it was a miracle that the werewolf was still alive, and it was a miracle that he could still fight.
Seeing Jijiu didn't seem to understand what he meant, so Gang Biao had no choice but to explain: "Do you remember the first time I chopped him in the air?"
Jijiu nodded. Although the movement of Gang Bong was so fast that he could hardly see it clearly, he still understood what He Jiamu said, "As long as the speed is acceptable, a cut on the body is about the same as a mosquito bite." At that time, Gang Bong must have used The scalpel attacked He Jiamu.
"The other time he slashed me before I was kicked away. That time I was a little more serious. In my estimation, he should have died the first time, but he was still able to fight me, so I slashed again. The second time, he actually still had the strength to kick me away." Gang Yan puffed out a puff of smoke with a very unhappy expression, "Then he was throwing wind blades randomly there again, and then he abandoned his arms to avoid the knife, until He's not dead yet, he's a monster... It's really hard for me to imagine that a thing whose internal organs have been chopped to pieces by me can still engage in hand-to-hand combat with my stupid employees like this."
Jijiu was shocked when he heard it, Ripper...it turned out to be this! The reason those scalpels can cut open the spirit body is because the spiritual consciousness of the steel sword is powerful, and when fighting the werewolf, this technique of directly attacking the internal organs is simply a magical skill! How on earth can one accomplish such an almost impossible thing at that speed!
"Do you understand? As long as the knife is fast enough, you can make an incision and just touch it gently, and the incision will disappear." Gang Yan said in a relaxed tone. Quitting alcohol has defined this man in his mind as a true monster.
At this moment, the battle between He Jiamu and Daolin has come to an end. Blood keeps pouring out of He Jiamu's mouth. No matter how strong the werewolf's recovery power is, the broken internal organs cannot heal as quickly as external wounds, so In fact, He Jiamu had already lost. Even if he had chosen to escape just now, he would never survive tonight.
Daolin gradually gained the upper hand, and his sword left new wounds on He Jiamu's body. The werewolf has now given up biting and kicking, and can only dodge, but even so, he is gradually losing strength. The fate of death has irrevocably arrived, it is only a matter of time.
Daolin's elbow hit the werewolf, and severe pain came from inside He Jiamu's body. He knelt on the ground with blood foaming from his mouth. Daolin's sword slashed at He Jiamu's neck. He could no longer avoid the blow. The werewolf closed his eyes and waited for the last moment. He felt so hateful. He hated these ghost hunters. He hated In this world, he hates himself...
But He Jiamu's head did not fly up. Daolin's sword was placed on his neck. Daolin just stood there and looked at him, but had no intention of taking action.
"What do you mean! Aren't you going to kill me! Why! What else do you want from me!" He Jiamu roared angrily, blood dripping from his wolf's mouth, and even roaring loudly made him feel unbearable pain.
"Oh, I just said I wanted to kill you because I wanted to lure you out. He is the one who wants to kill you, not me." Dolin pointed to Gang Bong and Jijiu who were walking behind him, "I have always been the one who wants to kill you." Acting on the principle of self-defense
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"You'd better save it. You've never killed anyone before, so you can't do it, right?" Gang Biao still looked lazy. His injuries were mostly healed, and he didn't know what kind of panacea he was smoking.
"Ha! Hahahaha! You ghost hunters are still going to do it? Hahahaha!" He Jiamu laughed wildly, "When I was twelve years old, my parents were killed by ghost hunters. On such a night , they were killed right in front of me, I ran away like a dog and jumped off the cliff to survive. What did my parents do! What right do you have to kill them! Who gave you the right!"
"Werewolves are driven by instinct to kill and eat their hearts. Ghost hunters only do this to protect innocent people." Jijiu replied with the same cold expression.
"Innocent? Who is innocent in this world? Is it wrong that I was born a werewolf? Is this my choice? Humans are innocent when they eat other animals. Werewolves are born with the need to eat people. Is this a sin?"
He Jiamu wailed. He had lived a life of escape since he was a child. His parents were brutally killed in front of him, which made him very afraid of ghost hunters. He had never had a peaceful sleep in these years, as if he was always in his sleep. Will be hunted by others. He wishes he were a normal person so his parents wouldn't be killed and so he wouldn't have to eat people. But the wolf's blood made him crazy. He once devoured the old man who took him in uncontrollably. When he was awake, he vomited for a whole day looking at the corpse on the ground.
As time goes by, He Jiamu can only succumb to fate. He tries to kill as few people as possible and keeps living in exile. He doesn't make any friends because he is afraid that one day he will eat his friends. For him, the only way to live is to escape. and pain…
Until that night when he saw the steel, he knew that the ghost hunters had finally found him. He hated these people and wanted revenge. Although he was afraid of this day coming, he was always ready to welcome it. His tricks He has been practicing for a long time, and for him tonight is the moment of revenge. He wants to make the ghost hunters fear him and let them taste the pain of their companions being killed in front of their eyes.
But only now did He Jiamu realize that even if he killed all three people in front of him, he would only suffer more.
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