Chapter 1652: Chapter 1641: Sudden Clash
“Keep your voices down. Don’t disturb my friend’s rest.”
Seeing Ning Fan walking towards the room without looking back, Xiu En was both angry and annoyed, but of course, he wasn’t furious at Ning Fan.
Witnessing this scene, the already enraged Tug’s eyes gradually turned red.
“Xiu En…”
Hearing the roar, Xiu En was startled and quickly used his magical power to create a soundproof barrier.
However, he didn’t know that when Tug appeared, Ning Fan had already shielded the room with True Qi, preventing any sound from entering.
Looking at the sleeping Huo Qiuran, Ning Fan finally felt relieved.
After twenty hours since Huo Qiuran’s incident, he finally found her.
“Safe and sound.”
Using True Qi to check Huo Qiuran’s body, Ning Fan found nothing abnormal; she was just in a normal sleep.
“You little woman, you really make worry.”
Looking at Huo Qiuran’s face, as ripe as a peach, Ning Fan’s eyes flashed with a trace of compassion,
This strong-willed underground queen could only show her gentle side like a little woman in front of him.
“For making you so disobedient…”
As he spoke sweet words, Ning Fan gently caressed her delicate face.
At that mont, Ning Fan’s pupils contracted, and the killing intent in his eyes uncontrollably erged.
On the fair and glossy left cheek of Huo Qiuran, there were faint fingerprints left behind.
These fingerprints covered a wide area, almost occupying her entire left cheek.
The nacing fingerprints were distressing to look at.
As Ning Fan gently brushed over the scars, it seed to trigger her wound, causing the sleeping Huo Qiuran to let out a faint unconscious moan.
This slight sound of pain was no different from adding fuel to the fire, making Ning Fan’s unsettling killing intent begin to boil fiercely.
“Honey, you have a nice, peaceful sleep. When you wake up, you’ll see by your side.”
Ning Fan didn’t intend to wake Huo Qiuran now; instead, he pressed on her slumber point.
“So accounts need to be settled.”
Ning Fan’s expression turned cold.
He cast aside thoughts of the Thirteen Clans, Werewolf Tribes,
If he couldn’t even protect his own woman, what kind of man would he be?
Xiu En, who was confronting Tug, noticed sothing was amiss as Ning Fan returned.
Cold! An inexplicable chill quietly grew in his heart, and looking at the icy Ning Fan, Xiu En understood where this killing intent was coming from.
“How could this be? Isn’t she fine?”
Thinking this, Xiu En shivered and asked, “Mr. Smith…”
“Xiu En, do you rember what I said?”
Ning Fan said softly, “I said she must be safe and sound.”
“I know.”
Nodding, Xiu En’s face suddenly turned pale, and his expression was one of shock, “Could it be… no way…”
Xiu En stared blankly at Ning Fan, wanting to ask sothing but finding himself unable to speak.
“Who the hell do you think you are, flaunting in front of ?”
Displeased with Ning Fan, Tug rubbed his wrist and approached Ning Fan, looking down at him.
Ning Fan said with disdain, “Do you know you sll really bad? And do you know your mouth slls even worse?”
“Courting death!”
Tug roared, and his fist, the size of a sand pot, hurled down at Ning Fan’s head with a terrifying whistle.
Ning Fan’s expression turned cold as he shouted angrily, “You beast, kneel before !”
The mont the last word was spoken, an overwhelming pressure suddenly emanated from Tug.
With a thud…
Under this pressure, Tug couldn’t last even a second and sprawled out on the ground.
“This…”
Before Xiu En could finish expressing his surprise, Tug roared angrily, “I’m going to kill you.”
Amidst the sound of tearing clothes, Tug’s already large physique rapidly expanded at a visible speed.
Countless brown hairs, like growing weeds, quickly covered Tug’s body.
His hands gradually turned into sharp claws, and his ears steadily elongated and sharpened…
“This is a werewolf!”
At this mont, Tug, except for retaining a human bipedal posture, was undeniably a wolf.
Wolf claws, wolf head, wolf body… and a bushy wolf tail.
“I’m going to kill you.”
In werewolf form, Tug crazily roared while speaking human words.
The sharp claws frenziedly clawed, scratching horrifying marks on the marble floor, occasionally sparking flashes.
The thick, bushy tail whipped like an iron whip, cracking the floor into a web-like pattern amid rapid whistling.
“How could this be? With the strength of a werewolf’s physique, it’s being suppressed and unable to move.”
Xiu En was horrified.
If the Blood Clan was known for its ghostly agility, werewolves were the epito of strength.
Every werewolf was a powerhouse; a transford werewolf could easily lift a small car.
And that’s just under normal conditions. On a full moon night or when enraged, their power would increase further.
But furious as Tug was, no matter how he struggled, it felt like a mountain weighed on his back, rendering him immobile.
Before Xiu En could speak, he saw Ning Fan step on Tug’s back.
With a crisp sound, the werewolf’s steel-like bones snapped like bamboo poles.
Then Tug spewed a mouthful of blood foam, and his previously vigorous deanor instantly beca listless.
Xiu En now understood that Ning Fan’s seemingly light step contained imnse force.
Seeing Tug’s face pale as gold leaf and breath faint as a thread, Xiu En braced himself and said,
“Mr. Smith…”
Before Xiu En could finish his words, he heard sothing that made his soul fly away in fright.
“Who hit my woman?”
Ning Fan roared, and the thunderous sound waves spread in all directions,
The glassware along the way shattered into pieces amidst the sound waves.
The outco of Ning Fan’s roar was the thorough disturbance of the Alien Clan mbers guarding this level.
“What happened? Who disturbed my sleep?”
“Tug, what happened to you?”
“Why is there a human here?”
“How dare a human insult our werewolf? You’re courting death.”
“Xiu En, what’s going on? Why did you bring a human here?”
…..
Five Blood Clan mbers with handso appearances and four robust werewolves.
Looking at the monsters and demons in front of him, Ning Fan said quietly, “Now that everyone is here. Very well!”
“You’re looking for death.”
A werewolf roared, then grabbed a chair and hurled it heavily.
The chair, flying at speed like a cannonball, disassembled in mid-air and turned into wood chips falling to the ground.
“He’s an Exorcist Hunter, everyone, attack and slaughter him.”
Noticing the cold smile in Ning Fan’s eyes, Xiu En dodged into the middle of the crowd and shouted without grace, “Xiu En, you traitor, you actually brought a Demon Hunter here.”
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