842: C842 Using a Spear to Treat the Enemy

C842 Using a Spear to Treat the Enemy

After witnessing his speed, Wolf King didn't know why, but he suddenly didn't want to be enemies with Wendu anymore.

"Only death can forgive you for beating my brother to such a state." Wendu said expressionlessly.

"If that's the case, then we have no more to talk about!" With that, Wolf King waved his hand and the other werewolves surrounded Wendu.

"Protect Wolf King's friend!" The wolf-men supporting Wolf King all quickly stood behind Wendu.

Wendu turned around and looked: "You're called Big Wolf, right? You're not bad."

Wolf Head glanced at Wendu and said, "Sir, if you really can't take it anymore, you should take Wolf King and run first. Even if you die, I won't let the other side off easily."

"Hur hur." Wendu laughed, as Wolf Head's words were really funny.

"If you admit that I'm Wolf King's friend, you can leave. I can handle it myself." Wendu said with a smile.

"Sir, now is not the time to play the hero."

Wendu shook his head, "Wolf King trusts me, so why can't you?"

"If I'm willing, I can make sure they don't leave a single one alive!" After saying that, Wendu's eyes were filled with killing intent.

"Sir …" Big Wolf looked to be in extreme pain and hesitated for a long time. He imitated Hua Xia's etiquette and cupped his fist towards Wendu: "Sir, if we didn't see you injured, we would have rushed over immediately."

With that, Big Wolf ordered the other werewolves to retreat.

He did not retreat too far, he was only a dozen meters away from Wendu.

Even if you are injured, he thought, he and the others can still rush up to you at the first possible moment.

Looking at the werewolf approaching, Wendu turned his hands and two submachine guns appeared in his hands.

These two submachine guns were here when he kidnapped Dr Hess.

Seeing the submachine gun, the werewolves did not retreat. They knew that a submachine gun of that level had no chance of killing them. At most, it would only injure them and cause them to lose their combat ability.

"Hehe!" Wendu chuckled and pulled the trigger simultaneously with his two index fingers.

Du, du, du, du!

The two submachine guns emitted red flames and the bullets rained down on them.

Buying a submachine gun only had 25 rounds of bullets. However, Wendu still chose to fire without hesitation.

Because … He had many of these guns in his space. He did not need to worry about the time to switch bullets or the bullets being emptied.

"Ah …!"

Three seconds! The bullets from the two submachine guns were swept clean.

As for the werewolves, they had also lost more than 20 people.

They did not die, but fell to the ground hugging their stomachs or legs, screaming.

This was the effect Wendu wanted, because he did not want to kill all of these werewolves before he had Dark the Holy See.

With a flip of his hands, the submachine gun in his hand had been replaced with a new one.

The bullet flew out again without any hesitation.

Although there were many of these submachine guns in his space, there were still too many werewolves and he still had some chance to finish off the bullets.0

Sure enough, no more guns appeared in his hands after three minutes. As for the remaining werewolves, there were still seven to eight hundred.

"Charge over!" Wolf King shouted loudly from behind.

"Charge!"

Seeing that the charge in the man's hand had disappeared, the remaining werewolves all regained their courage.

"You're underestimating me!" Wendu muttered.

With a mischievous smile on his face, he waved his hand and nine giant mantises appeared in front of him.

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