Steam Western Fantasy: This werewolf is ridiculously strong!

The mad lion only felt that his mouth and nose were torn off, but he couldn't cry out despite the severe pain.

Everyone at the scene could hear the harsh sound of bones cracking, and they all started shaking. They had offended a very scary person!

"Stop! He doesn't want to fight anymore!" Norman wanted to answer for Crazy Lion.

Glenn looked at the mad lion struggling more and more violently and asked, "Is that so?"

The mad lion had its mouth blocked and could only make whining sounds.

"Oh, I forgot. You can't answer that."

Glenn seemed to have just remembered and let go of the mad lion.

The latter also fell to the ground, covering his mouth and nose, shaking his upper body, looking extremely painful.

Warm blood flowed out from between his fingers.

"Do you still want to fight?" Glenn asked.

The mad lion shook its head in fear as if it had been electrocuted.

Glenn looked at the other female warrior again. Her legs went limp and she sat on the ground, also shaking her head.

Today's scene was deeply imprinted in the hearts of these mercenaries.

It was the first time for the lower-level mercenaries to see their three captains in such an embarrassing state, let alone them.

At the beginning, when the three men took action, these minions wanted to find an opportunity to launch a sneak attack, but who knew that defeat would come so quickly.

"I am also teaching you a lesson today. Don't be so arrogant in the future. I have been merciful. At least you are still alive. If you were someone with a bad temper, all of you here might have died."

Glenn said as he walked over to the deer cart and everyone stayed away from him.

After jumping into the car, he added: "I don't know how you guys are still alive today, especially you, and you."

He pointed at the three people who had just attacked him in turn.

The three people who were called didn't dare to look him in the eye.

"With that little strength, why would you be so crazy about capital?" He said with a mocking tone.

An indescribable feeling of shame surged in the hearts of these mercenaries, especially the three who had just been so arrogant.

Thinking about their thoughts and actions at the beginning, they were simply like clowns, and they wished they could find a hole in the ground to crawl into.

"Oh, right." Glenn paused as he picked up the reins. "You didn't catch a lot of passersby, did you? Why don't you let them go?"

The mercenaries stared at each other, and Norman had already shouted: "What are you waiting for?! Whoever has arrested someone, release him now! Don't wait for me to find out!"

Several mercenaries who had wanted to take advantage of the situation immediately ran back to the camp in shame, including the two who had intercepted Glenn.

Norman swore that he would clean up the mercenary group when he returned. If he offended someone again next time, he would vomit blood.

Normally these subordinates like to do some small tricks to make some money, and the managers turn a blind eye to it as long as no one is killed.

After a while, several civilians and businessmen with panic on their faces were brought out.

They didn't understand what was happening, and some of them even begged for mercy in a low voice.

"Give them their things back." Glenn's voice came lightly.

Naturally, the mercenaries did not dare to disobey and returned all the stolen items.

When they saw that their belongings were returned and that the mercenaries seemed to be planning to let them go, the victims' fear turned into surprise.

Just as they were about to express their gratitude, Norman quickly explained that it was Glenn who saved them.

The civilians and businessmen then looked at Glenn and kowtowed to him in gratitude.

Glenn really didn't like this kind of scene and said impatiently, "Alright, alright, just leave now. It's just a small favor."

He was about to drive away when a strange but familiar voice came from the crowd:

"Dylan...is that you?"

Glenn paused again and turned his head.

A woman came out with a child in her arms. Her features were somewhat similar to Glenn's, but softer.

"Dan...Dani?!" Glenn was very surprised.

Why is the original owner's sister here?! Could she be here to look for the original owner?!... He was very surprised and confused.

The full name of the woman in front of him was Danny Nibankru. She was the second sister of the original owner. The original owner had an older brother, two older sisters, a younger brother and a younger sister.

The second sister remembered that after they separated, she and her husband settled in the Kingdom of Tanks. The original owner didn't care about the specific address so she didn't remember it.

Before the original owner settled down, he would occasionally receive letters from these brothers and sisters, but he hardly read them. He only replied occasionally, and eventually stopped replying.

After settling in Bayek, he never received any letters from them again.

Dany gently put down the child in her arms, rushed forward and hugged Glenn.

Glenn hurriedly got out of the car to respond.

Dany hugged him tightly, as if she was using all her strength.

"It's really you..." Her tears fell one by one.

Glenn was at a loss as to what to do and could only hug the other person gently.

This is someone else's family, this is someone else's sister, and I cannot resonate with this sudden feeling of close family.

Dany took a deep breath of Glenn's scent and felt that the suffering she had endured in these days was soothed.

She held him for a long time before letting go and holding Glenn's face in her hands. "You look better than before."

He touched Glenn's arm again, "You've become much stronger. You didn't even tell us when you moved to a new place. We couldn't even send a letter, which made us very worried."

"Sorry..." was all Glenn could say.

At this moment, a childish voice came from behind: "Mom..."

Dani wiped her tears, turned around, picked up her child, and said to Glenn, "Dylan, look, this is my son. His name is Ricky. Ricky, come and call him uncle."

"Uncle." The little boy called out obediently.

Glenn touched the little boy's head and asked Dani, "Why are you here? And why were you captured by them?"

The mercenaries in the distance were so frightened that their legs had gone limp. They actually captured the relatives of this demon. They were probably doomed to die.

Norman really wanted to execute those mercenaries who captured people on the spot, but now they were causing them to suffer as well.

"I..." Dany seemed to be thinking about how to start, and finally said: "Because I haven't received any news from you, I decided to go to your original address a few days ago. I found that someone else was already living there, so I asked around and came to a town called Dude. As a result..."

The result was the demon invasion... Glenn had already guessed what would happen next.

"What about Paris? Why isn't he with you?"

Paris is Dany's husband, a slightly plump middle-aged man and a businessman with some capital.

Speaking of her husband, Dani felt a little uncomfortable and said, "He...he is very busy, so..."

"Dad doesn't want us anymore..." Ricky said.

"Ricky, don't talk nonsense! Dad was just trying to scare us!" Dany scolded the child sternly.

The little boy buried his head in his mother's arms.

But Glenn had already figured it out. He said in a cold voice, "He kicked you out?"