"So, give me your heart!"
The werewolf grinned wildly.
"I don't think so." Paine was not one to sit still and wait to die. Having his heart taken out and eaten by a werewolf was not the way he wanted to die. What's more, there is still a chance to come back, and Paine doesn't want to surrender.
He picked up a chair and threw it at the werewolf, but the werewolf quickly dodged.
"Interesting, you still want to resist." The werewolf's broken voice sounded again. "Let me see what you are capable of!"
Paine knew that if he chose to escape with his back to the werewolf at this time, there would be no chance of survival, because he would never be faster than the werewolf. If he had chosen to reincarnate and escape just now, the werewolf's claws would have taken out his heart from behind, so he chose to hold up a chair between him and the werewolf.
Fortunately, the werewolf had a cat-and-mouse mentality and was in no rush to attack, because in her opinion, Paine was already the prey.
"Ronald, show your skills. Maybe if it pleases me, I will keep you alive. I have enough witchcraft to make people without a heart live."
The werewolf's saliva dripped onto the floor.
"But I can't guarantee that if you make me too happy, I might just tear you apart!"
"Well, try this!"
Paine swung the chair and hit the werewolf in the waist.
As the saying goes, a wolf has a copper head, numb legs, and an iron tail. Although this werewolf is not a wolf, Paine feels that he might have the same weaknesses as a wolf!
As a result, the werewolf let out a roar and did not dodge, letting the chair hit his waist hard, turning into pieces and flying backwards.
The werewolf flicked a splintered piece of wood away with his claws.
"Is this all you have? Can you still dance?"
"Let me go."
Paine hid on the other side of the long square table and said,
"I have more important news to tell you, it's about your life!"
"That sounds fresh."
The werewolf said slowly.
"Are you talking about the poison in the cake and wine just now? Those poisons can't kill me. Those poisons are used by Kassandra to increase the fun for me, an old woman. Those poisons can strengthen my senses and make my food taste better. It feels more delicious.”
"That's not it! The hunter in the forest is trying to get your idea! He has the Drunk Magic Grass in his hand, which is specially used to deal with you!"
"Oh, this news is not exciting enough. I already knew that."
said the werewolf.
"His Drunken Weed is only used to deal with Cassandra and Little Red Riding Hood. He just wants to make money by selling witches."
"You don't care? Isn't Little Red Riding Hood your food?"
"Do you think I would put all my eggs in one basket?"
The werewolf smiled, "The hunter dare not offend me. He has been cursed with witchcraft by me and must obey my orders. If he kidnaps a little red riding hood, he will have to send me ten girls. I admit that Cassandra raises The taste of Little Red Riding Hood is much more delicious, but how can one be worth ten? The drunken magic grass can deal with witches, but it can't deal with me. Don't forget that in addition to being a witch, I am also a werewolf! Without my acquiescence, you Does that hunter dare to kidnap Little Red Riding Hood? In my opinion, this is just a game!"
Paine really didn't expect that this old witch would be so perverted. The long-term confinement has made this old witch lose her humanity. In her eyes, her "daughter" Cassandra was just a cook for her to grab food. She lets the hunters join in on the fun, just for fun and the occasional change. I'm afraid that the reason why the previous hunter didn't dare to use force directly was because he didn't dare to violate the "game rules" designed by the old witch. Presumably, she would not allow the two men under her to have a head-on conflict.
The werewolf growled, "Okay, Mr. Ronald. Game over, that's the end of it!"
There was a fierce light in her eyes, "Let me taste your heart!"
The werewolf jumped directly at him, but Paine narrowly avoided it in time.
Just when Paine felt lucky that he had escaped the werewolf's blow, his leg was caught by something.
"No, it's a werewolf's tail!" As soon as the thought came up, the next second he was pulled down by a huge force coming from his legs.
Paine fell heavily to the ground and fell beside the sleeping Little Red Riding Hood's chair.
"Why don't you just stay still?" The werewolf's gong-like voice sounded again. She stepped on Pan's chest, and her sharp claws directly scratched his clothes and pierced into his flesh. .
"It's really useless. You fell down before I even exerted any force."
"If you want to kill, just kill, don't talk so much nonsense."
Feeling humiliated, Paine closed his eyes and made up his mind that no matter what point in time he returned to, he would run away as soon as possible.
"Oh, that's not possible. You have to keep your eyes open."
The werewolf squatted down and used his claws to forcefully separate Paine's eyelids, causing several more scratches on his face.
"If you keep your eyes closed, I will blind you."
"Enjoy having your heart ripped out, Ronald."
The werewolf smiled ferociously and stretched out his right paw towards Pan's heart.
At this moment, a sudden change occurred, and Little Red Riding Hood, who was sleeping on the table, suddenly straightened up without warning.
"There is something I want to say to you, mother. Enjoy the feeling of having your head chopped off."
She picked up the ax that had been put aside just now and struck the werewolf on the head.
The werewolf, who was bending over and lowering her head, had no time to react and could only let the ax hit her neck.
The werewolf's head was severed and flew away. Blood spurted from his chest and spread all over Paine.
The wolf's head rolled to the side but had not yet completely died. She glared angrily at Little Red Riding Hood holding the axe. But its throat has been cut off, and only one head can make no sound.
"I have been waiting for this opportunity for a long time, my mother."
There was a smile on Little Red Riding Hood's lips.
"Actually, I'm tired of giving you the daughter I worked so hard to raise as food. Especially when you allow hunters to abduct my daughters and make them the playthings of nobles and wealthy businessmen. In my opinion, this It would be worse than being eaten by you~"
Little Red Riding Hood's voice has become completely different from Little Red Riding Hood's. Her voice now is soft and pleasant, like the voice of a mature and gentle big sister.
"I finally found the opportunity to kill you. Your greed has harmed yourself, my mother."
Little Red Riding Hood said to the wolf head who had not yet closed his eyes, "Who told you to be so anxious to get rid of the curse that you would ignore everything after seeing hope? You did not hesitate to eat those poisonous foods just for the sake of your lust for words. Not only did you not use witchcraft, , You can’t even use the werewolf’s abilities much, otherwise how could someone else’s ax kill you?”
Paine, who was lying on the ground, listened with his eyes wide open, and a thought came to his mind:
Is this Little Red Riding Hood possessed and controlled by Cassandra?
