Steam Western Fantasy: This werewolf is ridiculously strong!

A gorgeous carriage pulled by four horses drove into a small manor.

Perhaps they heard the sound of a carriage, as two children, a boy and a girl, about seven or eight years old, ran out of the tall five-story English-style house.

"Dad, Daddy!"

The two children shouted happily and quickly rushed to the side of the stopped carriage.

A middle-aged man in expensive clothes got out of the carriage. He opened his arms and held his two children in his arms.

"I miss you so much! My darlings!"

The middle-aged man gave an instruction to his private groom, then carried the two children to the fountain and sat down.

"My children, guess what I brought you?"

The middle-aged man said mysteriously.

The two children were curious and asked eagerly, "What is it?"

"Is it delicious?"

The middle-aged man smiled, took out two boxes from his pocket, and handed them to the boy and girl respectively, "Open them and take a look."

When the two children opened the box, they cried out in surprise.

Both boxes contained the same thing, a delicate little gadget similar to a music box.

The moment you open the box, the tiny and precise gears inside start to rotate, producing pleasant music.

Children could not resist such small toys. They cheered and kissed the middle-aged man on the face.

"Come on, let me teach you how to play this thing."

The middle-aged man was about to explain the other wonderful features of the toy to his children when a young man shouted from a distance: "Mr. Hank, there are guests on your farm. They say they are here to buy livestock."

The middle-aged man named Hank frowned and turned around and said, "Go back and ask him to wait for a while. I'll be there soon."

Then he turned to his two children and said, "Sorry, I have to go. Dad has to go make money. Let the babysitter play with you, okay?"

Both kids were a little disappointed.

The girl said, "Dad, don't we have a lot of money? Why do we need to make money? How about not going?"

"No matter how much money you have, it will eventually run out, baby."

After a few more words of persuasion, the girl and the boy reluctantly walked towards the nanny who was waiting in the distance.

Hank stood up, looking a little lonely.

What he didn't notice was that the moment the girl turned around, her eyes became extremely gloomy and terrifying.

She said in a very soft voice, "I'll kill the bad guy who ruined my plan in a moment."

……

When Hank arrived at his farm, he saw the buyer at first sight.

He is a very young gentleman, dressed very neatly. Except for the strange style of his pants, he gives a good impression overall.

Glenn had already had a general tour of the farm and found that all the livestock were well maintained.

The farm is divided into several areas, each of which is managed by four or five farm workers.

Glenn was quite envious.

At this moment, he was staring at the herd of cattle in the fence, and he didn't look away until Hank walked up to him.

"Hello, sir. My worker told me that you are here to buy livestock, right?"

Hank stretched out his hand, shook Glenn's hand, and said.

Glenn nodded and said straight away, "I want to start a farm too, so...yeah."

"Really? Then what's the size of your farm? Maybe I can give you some advice."

The two soon started chatting about farm issues.

But what Hank didn't know was that Glenn was constantly observing him while they were chatting.

From the moment he approached, Glenn vaguely smelled a faint scent similar to the fangs of the monster in his hand.

The aura only lasted for a short while before it automatically dissipated, but Glenn was sure that it was not an illusion.

After observing for several times without any results, he didn't bother to care about it anymore. After all, this was the outer area of ​​the kingdom, and it was not surprising to encounter all kinds of strange monsters and ghosts.

The original owner had never encountered any danger when he was hanging around in various main cities, but these places were full of werewolves, vampires, and the like.

After learning about the scale of Glenn's farm, Hank personally selected several suitable livestock for him, saying that they were easier to raise.

Glenn didn't really know much about this, so he just followed Hank's advice.

"Mr. Hank has such a big farm, I wonder how much income he gets?"

Glenn asked chattily after finalizing the order.

He was still thinking about making money. He had already become a magician and would definitely spend a lot of money in the future.

Maybe my teacher can take on most of the responsibility, but that would be useless.

Although he is your teacher, he is not obligated to be responsible for everything. It is better for adults to rely on themselves.

Hank was modest when he heard this, but he still couldn't help showing off and said, "Not much. The farm is just a small business of mine. I have other businesses. On average, I make tens of thousands of gold coins every year..."

Glenn almost choked on his saliva. He took a long time to calm down before saying, "I really admire Mr. Hank, a big businessman, for being willing to come and discuss this small business with me in person."

Hank waved his hands with satisfaction and smiled:

"To do business, you need to have an attitude. This is what my father taught me, Mr. Glenn. Besides, there are two children at home, and we need to work hard for their future. No matter how much wealth we have now, we may not always have it."

"You make sense," Glenn agreed.

The two chatted casually for a while, and then Glenn said goodbye and left. He had to fence off the area as soon as possible and build all the facilities before he could bring the livestock over.

After leaving Hank's farm, Glenn had not walked for long when he saw a little girl of seven or eight years old sitting on a bare rock by the roadside. She seemed to be waiting for him.

Glenn narrowed his eyes, thought for a moment, and asked with a smile, "Are you Hank's child?"

The little girl didn't say anything. Her expression was not as innocent as a child's. Instead, she said gloomily, "It was you who ruined my plan to take over Hank's body! The best time has passed. I will kill you!"

"What nonsense?" Glenn looked impatient. He was basically certain that this child was Hank's.

She had a strong smell of Warcraft and Hank.

As the little girl spoke, dark flames surrounded her body and she rushed towards Glenn!

However, Glenn just grabbed the little girl's small body with his hand.

The scorching flames were blocked by the thick wolf hair.

The flames were obviously generated by magic and had almost no effect on the wolf's fur, which was resistant to magic.

"What are you?! You are not an ordinary human?!" The little girl was obviously panicking and struggling and kicking hard.

Seeing that she couldn't break free, a hint of annoyance and reluctance flashed across the little girl's eyes.

The next moment, the flames on her body disappeared. Just as Glenn was wondering, a black thing emerged from the back of the girl's neck and tried to escape.

Glenn was quick-witted and quick-handed, and he grabbed it immediately. He touched it, but the skin of the thing was very slippery and it slipped out of his hand right away.

He put the girl down and rushed out quickly.

The speed of the black object surprised Glenn. It kept bouncing on the ground and flew a hundred meters in a few seconds.

Glenn exerted force again, his speed increased dramatically, and his palm more than doubled in size.

Instantly caught up with the black thing, covered it with both palms, and accurately covered it in his hands