110: Are there any werewolves of Erha lineage? Also, is this the same bitter tea seed as the Hulk?

Monsiluo was numb.

“You’re taking my bank card?”

“Is this what the Dragon Group is supposed to do?”

“It’s a good thing, a good thing… that bank card only has one hundred million US dollars.”

“My other bank cards are still safe!”

“Oh, and while we’re at it, we’ll take your other bank cards under your name too!”

Zhou Yang rubbed his nose.

Monsiluo: (ーー;)

“You bunch of beasts!”

“You Dragon Group actually do such despicable things. Aren’t you afraid of being ridiculed if word gets out?”

Monsiluo was furious.

“The money of the dead, if left in the bank card, wouldn’t it just benefit the United States in the end?”

“Reluctantly, we’ll fleece some wool from the capitalists.”

“Who told the Dragon Group to be poor?”

Zhou Yang spread his hands.

Monsiluo was expressionless, “I want you dead!”

He directly rushed forward, throwing a punch at Zhou Yang.

Zhou Yang flew up with a kick, directly sending Monsiluo flying, shattering the flowers and plants.

Lin Feng and the others: “…”

“Didn’t we agree to have him hold his hands behind his head?”

“What are you doing?!”

“Bastard!”

Monsiluo roared, his body rapidly growing larger, and dense fur appearing.

His mouth protruded, turning into a gaping maw.

His palms transformed into wolf claws.

Finally, his clothes ripped apart, and he transformed into a werewolf over two meters tall!

“Holy crap, a werewolf!”

Zhou Yang cried out, “Aren’t werewolves and Vampires mortal enemies? How did you end up at the Xu Family’s place?”

“Vampire?”

Monsiluo’s voice was muffled, “I was wondering why Smith wasn’t here; so you guys got rid of him beforehand!”

“In that case, I’ll kill you to avenge him!”

“Awoo!”

Monsiluo howled.

“Your voice sounds like a husky!”

Zhou Yang nodded slightly, “Just asking, can huskies become spirits? Do you werewolves have a husky lineage?”

Monsiluo stumbled.

“You’re the husky, your whole family are huskies.”

“We are werewolves!”

“How could there be a husky bloodline among werewolves!?”

“I’m going to kill you!”

Monsiluo was trembling with rage.

“Wait!”

Zhou Yang quickly called out, “Satisfy my curiosity!”

“One last question!”

“Where did you buy those shorts?”

“Are they the same as the Hulk’s?”

“How come they don’t tear?”

Zhou Yang’s eyes widened.

Monsiluo: “…”

“I’ll show you husky, I’ll show you shorts!”

“I’ll kill you!”

Monsiluo rushed forward again, swiping with a claw.

Zhou Yang kicked again, directly sending him flying.

“Answer me, satisfy my curiosity!”

Zhou Yang said gently.

Monsiluo: “I’ve transformed, and I’m still being kicked away?”

“Are you playing with me?”

He fumbled around on his body twice, then on the ground, picking up a can of yogurt.

Zhou Yang: “?????”

“Is this the time to drink yogurt?”

“If it weren’t for your Xia Nation’s strict security checks, would I really package the potion as yogurt?”

Monsiluo grumbled, opened the yogurt lid, and poured the green potion inside directly into his mouth.

He immediately cried out, his muscles becoming even more terrifying.

The green light in his eyes grew even more intense.

“I have to thank Lü Qiang, Black List Number Four!”

“He’s from your Xia Nation; the potion he developed can allow us werewolves to unleash our Peak strength of a full moon night!”

“Gah gah gah!”

Monsiluo stuck out his tongue and licked the corner of his mouth, “I’m going to eat you alive!”

He rushed forward again!

Zhou Yang was about to make a move.

“Zhou Yang!”

Lin Feng’s voice came.

Zhou Yang: “…”

“Why do I have to hold my hands behind my head?”

“Forget it, you’re an Immortal Emperor, what else can I do?”

“I’ll spoil you!”

Zhou Yang held his hands behind his head and squatted down.

Monsiluo: “Hahaha!”

“You can’t resist!”

Monsiluo’s claws frantically tore at him.

Zhou Yang: “…”

“Spiritual energy protects my body, do as you please.”

After tearing for a while, Monsiluo fell into contemplation.

“How come not a single hair was harmed?”

“Die!”

Monsiluo roared again after regaining his senses.

Lin Feng grabbed Xia Tian and Han Ling and directly threw them in.

“Your cultivation is too weak!”

“Go, Pikachu, Squirtle!”

The two were thrown in with black lines on their faces.

Both did a backflip at the same time, landing steadily.

“Stop!”

“Protect our Zhou Yang!”

The two attacked simultaneously, one on the left and one on the right, restraining the werewolf’s claws.

“Ding, protecting Zhou Yang, Host is rewarded with a minor realm!”

The system’s voice sounded, “Your cultivation is too weak. Even Zhou Yang is stronger than you; you’re too pathetic!”

Han Ling: “…”

“Can I be blamed for arriving late?”

“If you had bound me earlier, I would be like Chu Lingtian and the others by now!”

“Wuwuwu!”

“They’re all Martial Dao Golden Core.”

“I’m just a Great Grandmaster, no, I’m about to enter Foundation Establishment, right?!”

Boom!

Han Ling’s aura erupted, directly stepping into the Early Foundation Establishment level.

Zhou Yang: “Awesome!”

“Do Protagonists all like to break through without a word?”

“Ding, successfully protected Zhou Yang!”

Xia Tian’s system also spoke, “Kill this thing, and you’ll be rewarded with a minor realm!”

Xia Tian: “…”

“Why is the reward delayed?”

“What can I do?”

“Spoil Zhou Yang, of course.”

“Get him!”

Xia Tian and Han Ling cried out, directly taking down Monsiluo.

Lin Feng and the others also floated down gracefully.

Zhang Xiao was holding back, guarding the area. If they were allowed to fight openly, not to mention the villa, the surrounding ten miles would suffer.

Zhang Xiao: “I’m the weakest.”

“This kind of messy job can only be done by me!”

“Sigh!”

“It’s already like this now; what will it be like when the Spiritual Energy Revival happens… how chaotic will the world be?”

Monsiluo: “…”

“What kind of people are you all?!”

Xia Tian and Han Ling were both at Foundation Establishment now, and Monsiluo was nothing more than that.

The two held him down, smashing him wildly.

“Awoo!”

“I am black list third!”

Monsiluo roared, “I…”

Xia Tian grabbed his mouth, saying in disgust, “Don’t shout, my hands are dirty!”

“These hands of mine still have to touch Wen Xi’s fragrant little face.”

“And I actually touched your mouth.”

“You disgust me to death.”

Monsiluo: (ーー;)

Han Ling said nothing, his punches landing squarely.

Monsiluo was beaten back into human form, lying on the ground like a pile of rotten meat.

Lin Feng leisurely walked over, “Alright, stop hitting him!”

He reached out and pressed his hand on Monsiluo’s head.

Soul Searching Technique, activated.

“His memories are similar to Smith’s!”

“As for the headquarters of the Black List, I haven’t found it!”

“The Dark Council and the Holy See…”

“It seems we need to open an overseas dungeon!”

Lin Feng said gently, “Chu Lingtian, you have connections abroad; can you find the Black List headquarters?”

Lin Feng slapped Monsiluo into dust.

A cold aura emanated from where he disappeared.

“Oh no, is it going to turn into a ghost too?”

Zhang Xiao casually threw out a talisman, which immediately burned up.

A shrill sound rang out, then dissipated.

The cold aura also disappeared.

“Can’t find it!”

Chu Lingtian shook his head, “If I could find it, I would have dropped a nuclear bomb on it long ago!”

“After all, the transcendent powers are hidden much deeper than ordinary people.”

“Unless we can catch Black List Number One!”

“Among the Black List, only the first place knows the location of the Black List headquarters!”

“So…”

“How about I post a mission on the Dark Web, asking Black List Number One to assassinate Zhou Yang?”

Chu Lingtian smiled like a fox.

Zhou Yang: “Huh?”

“Why assassinate me?”