Steam Western Fantasy: This werewolf is ridiculously strong!

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"Come on, Baggins, this place is a weird place."

"Well, man, this guy is a poor fellow, he doesn't have a single copper coin on him, damn it..."

"guessed……"

……

hiss……

Why can't I use any strength? My whole body feels like it's falling apart. It hurts so much...

What happened to me? Did I lose my memory from practicing martial arts?

Glenn faintly heard the sound of a conversation, and his consciousness woke up from the chaos. He felt something strange in his body and couldn't help but take a breath.

When I opened my eyes, I saw the dark treetops and the semi-dark sky in the middle.

The person next to him was still talking.

"Since he doesn't have anything valuable on him, we'd better leave here quickly. It will be troublesome if we encounter someone who meddles in other people's business."

"It's a waste to leave it here, I might as well eat it."

"As you wish, but please hurry up..."

The sound was getting closer, but Glenn began to feel doubtful.

Why is the language they speak so strange? The sentence structure and grammar are similar to English, but it doesn't sound like English at all! How can I understand it?

Wait…eat him? Me?!

Glenn was startled and had a bad feeling. He tried to suppress his weakness and got up.

However, he had just managed to stand up using his hands and feet when he was hit hard in the abdomen.

The tearing pain spread from the abdomen to the whole body.

Glenn was knocked flying and rolled several times on the ground.

His body was already weak, and now, even with Glenn's willpower, he couldn't stop shaking in pain and sweat on his forehead.

But he endured it and never uttered a cry of pain.

"This kid is not dead?" A strange male voice sounded.

Glenn turned his head and saw a man with a thick beard, a hooked nose, wearing coarse clothes and a European and American appearance, grinning at him.

Behind him, there is a thinner guy hiding in the shadows and his face cannot be seen clearly, but judging from his figure, he should be a European or American.

Was I kidnapped by a foreigner? Impossible! With my skills and alertness, how could I be kidnapped here without anyone noticing?

Glenn comes from a family of martial artists and has practiced killing skills. He joined the army after high school and joined a special force. He has carried out special missions abroad and has touched real guns and killed people. Needless to say, he is very alert. The scene before him really puzzled him.

He also noticed that the Europeans and Americans walking towards him were wearing Western medieval clothing, and had revolvers and daggers on their waists.

There was a sense of disharmony everywhere, even my own body felt unfamiliar.

Did I...travel through time? No way... This absurd thought popped up in his mind. He wanted to rule it out, but it seemed that only this explanation was the most reasonable.

Suddenly, a memory appeared in my mind, which diluted some of the pain and further confirmed this guess.

This world... magic, dragons, elves, dwarves, steam, kingdoms... a series of Western fantasy words flashed through Glenn's mind.

The original owner was named Dylan Nibanku, born in a merchant family. He liked to travel outside with his family's wealth and occasionally do some dandy things.

Maybe it's retribution.

His extremely wealthy father suddenly wrote to say that he had gone bankrupt, but had secretly left some savings for his children, enough for them to squander for a while.

The letter ended by warning him not to return home.

The original owner was struck by lightning when he received the news. He returned home resolutely despite his father's warning, but learned about his parents' death from his brothers and sisters.

They told the original owner that his parents were killed by their enemies and the police had already made a case.

After attending the funeral, the brothers and sisters went their separate ways with the little property they had received.

The original owner wandered outside in a daze for several months. When he came to his senses, he found that there was not much balance in his pocket.

So, he bought an extremely cheap house in a remote place in the territory of the Kingdom of Zen and settled down there.

But the place where he settled was very strange, and the original owner lived in fear all day long.

This morning, on his way back from buying food in Shangwai Town, he suddenly felt a sharp pain and a muffled sound at the back of his head, and then lost consciousness.

Until just now, Glenn's consciousness awakened in this body...

Really traveled through time... It took only a moment for Glenn to digest this information. He didn't have time to think about it. He steadied his breathing, gritted his teeth again, stood up, and looked at the bearded man who was approaching.

With his current physical condition, it is almost impossible to defeat these two adults head-on.

But for Glenn, who traveled through time, there is a chance.

Having carried out assassination missions more than once, he can quickly understand the current situation and must defeat the enemy in one move!

He turned his eyes and scanned the two people in front of him, calculating something in his mind.

"Why aren't you talking? Are you scared? Just lie down!"

The bearded man shouted arrogantly and stretched out a strong arm to push Glenn down.

The moment his arm was about to touch Glenn's body, his eyes suddenly froze!

The front knuckles of his right hand were bent, and like a poisonous snake, he stabbed at the bearded man's neck!

The two men did not regard the weakened Glenn as a threat at all, and this sudden change was completely unexpected.

Feeling the huge pressure on his neck, the bearded man lowered his head suddenly and stuck out his tongue unconsciously, as if he wanted to vomit.

Glenn quickly retracted his right hand, and his left hand had already grabbed the dagger hidden at the opponent's waist, and slashed it across the bearded man's throat like flowing water.

The other person hiding in the shadows has reacted, but everything is already a foregone conclusion.

Glenn pulled back his right hand and pulled out the bearded man's revolver, using the man's body as cover, he opened the safety, took aim, and pulled the trigger.

boom!

A gunshot suddenly rang out in the silent forest, startling a flock of birds.

The man hiding in the shadows was shot in the head and fell heavily backwards.

Everything was so smooth and natural, as if it had been rehearsed.

Glenn pushed the bearded man away, but the other man was still covering his neck and making a drinking sound.

Feeling a tearing pain in his abdomen, he opened his shirt and took a look.

There were four wounds on his stomach that had just healed, and one of them had opened again, with blood oozing out.

It must have been done by these two bastards... Glenn frowned and tore off a piece of cloth to cover the wound.

Suddenly, he noticed that the fallen bearded man was still breathing and making noises.

Looking down, Glenn's eyes widened.

The bearded man's face changed a lot at this time.

First, the mouth bulged out noticeably and continued to bulge out, while thick black hair grew on the cheeks, covering more skin like weeds.

This guy is actually a werewolf! Glenn instantly understood the situation through his memory.

Without hesitation, he raised his hand and pointed the revolver at the bearded man's forehead.

It would take time for the other party to completely transform, so Glenn naturally wouldn't give him the chance.

When I pulled the trigger, there was a click, but the expected gunshot did not come out.

What happened? Glenn opened the safety and pulled the trigger repeatedly, but there was still no sound.

Open the drum and take a look.

No more bullets!?

He threw the revolver away casually, took the dagger in his left hand with his right hand, leaned forward to press down the bearded man's head, and stabbed the dagger directly into the wound on the man's neck that was still healing!

Perhaps it was because his life was threatened, and the opponent had the physique of a werewolf and was very strong, and Glenn, with his weight advantage, still had a hard time suppressing him.

My left hand was too weak to hold down the attack.

The half-wolf head opened its mouth with white fangs and bit Glenn's wrist hard.

A sharp pain came, but Glenn did not dare to stop the movement of his right hand and continued to cut the flesh on the opponent's neck.

He was thankful at this moment that the other party was unable to use his full strength, otherwise his left hand would have been lost.

Finally, Glenn separated the bearded man's head from his body, the struggle stopped, and his left hand felt the pressure disappear.

After pulling out his bloody left wrist, Glenn didn't dare to stop. He took a deep breath and rushed towards another person.

The guy hiding in the shadows didn't show any abnormal signs, but Glenn didn't dare to be careless and cut off his head.

After finishing, he collapsed to one side, catching his breath and resting.

The beginning was so thrilling, and it was almost over... Glenn felt his pounding heart and relaxed his tense nerves.

The wound was still bleeding, so he rested for a while and then took care of it a little.

Then he stood up, gritted his teeth, and walked unsteadily towards his residence.

He himself did not notice that the nails on his fingertips had just turned into black claws, and then recovered...

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[Novels are novels, they will definitely not match reality. Kung Fu and the like are all exaggerated, and the setting of the world before the time travel is not... ahem, I understand, anyway, please store your brain here, the author preserves it with the highest-grade nutrient solution every day.]