American comics start in the wilderness

Duke felt inexplicably unhappy after Satan inexplicably pretended to be cool and then slipped away. No, I have to show off too.

"Hey~~~" Duke interrupted Duke's thinking, it had already reached its destination. Two small dogs in white suits stood at the door of York Manor. Before Duke could speak, a big man with a Russian accent walked up to Duke with a shotgun and shouted loudly: "Boy, this is York Manor, you damn thieves, please pay attention to me. If you dare to look for What's the trouble, we'll hang you."

"Oh~~ It's really scary to hang me, but I never look for trouble, but I don't know why, trouble always comes to me. The breath of the wilderness is very light on your body, and the innocent bison spirit is roaring. New Little dogs here, didn’t Hogg teach you that the west is your father Duke’s territory?” Duke said to the werewolf in a flirtatious tone.

To be honest, just because of the sinister tone when speaking to Duke, even the author wanted to beat him up, not to mention the werewolf himself with a bad temper.

The big Russian werewolf man in white cursed angrily: "Fuck you bitch, you son of a bitch. I'm going to stuff you into your mother's ass again and make you a new person." As he spoke, he held a double-barreled shotgun. The gun was pointed at Duke.

"Boom boom" missed both shots. At a glance, this reckless man actually missed a full 2-degree angle at a distance of less than 45 meters. There is no doubt that this is Duke's little trick, he confused the werewolf's perception.

"Which idiot shot again? Don't tell me. It's because you think the visitor doesn't respect you. Damn it, you Russian barbarians, couldn't you use your brains before taking action?" An angry roar came from the manor, A man in a purple suit hurried towards the door.

Another big man who did not fire explained loudly: "Mr. Wright, this is not our fault. This guy is insulting us. He calls us puppies. This is a provocation to the entire York family. Only iron blood can wash away the shame." , this is the ancestral motto of the family.”

“小狗狗还爱故意挑衅该死的，千万不要是那个家伙”青年人喃喃自语着，脚下速度进一步加快，青年人的心中突然冒出来了某个欠揍的牛仔，千万不要It's that guy, otherwise he will definitely bleed heavily. "I don't care how he offends the family tradition. Now you two idiots, stop it. I will ask Mr. Hogg to make a decision."

When the young man saw the conspicuous black horse with a bell on it, he suddenly felt various emotions of regret, despair, and pain. Damn it, why didn't I tell these Russians sooner who they were best not to mess with in the West. Now there's big trouble again.

But he knew that he couldn't make the same mistake again and again. He transformed directly into a werewolf, his entire body expanded, and his suit was stretched to pieces. The monster screamed "Ouch", rushed out, knocked the two Russian werewolves guarding the door to the ground, and then beat them crazily. While beating, he shouted: "You two blind beasts actually dare to disrespect our greatest sharpshooter, Duke Hawkeye. Pay the price for your rudeness. He is a saint walking on earth, and the west is his country." .How dare you be so bold."

While fighting, they taught the two big men who the person in front of them was, and the two werewolves also knew that they had encountered a tough problem. In fact, this young werewolf is very smart. He is warning other werewolves in the manor, telling them who is coming and asking them to prepare quickly.

In the magnificent villa, Mr. York, or Hog York, the patriarch of the American York tribe, ordered the other werewolves with an unswerving expression, "Hurry up, hurry up, take out all the best things, and use the highest etiquette." etiquette to entertain our guests.”

Duke watched the werewolf's performance in front of him with a smile. Seeing this "stage play" which was as ridiculous as a pantomime, Duke felt much better, and the depression caused by Satan just now was gone. It must be said that Duke's bad taste is one of his shortcomings. He always makes all kinds of jokes to entertain himself. Although many of them are completely unnecessary. But He is a demigod, isn't he? I think gods still have willful capital.

A sturdy man looked at Mr. Hogg, who looked calm, and asked in a rough voice: "Mr. Hogg, who are these people? Why do we need to be so careful to tolerate them? The York family is one of the thirteen clans of werewolves. First, he is provoking all hunters. Maybe we should teach him a lesson and let him know what respect means."

The middle-aged werewolf with half-white hair stared at him and said word by word: "The dignity of a werewolf is useless in the face of the survival of the race. Listen to Mr. Ovitsky, the elders asked you to come to the United States because of your love for the royal blood. Loyalty. What you should consider is how to protect the healthy growth of Her Majesty Catalina and allow the royal bloodline to continue. Instead of dictating to me here, I think I have told you many times, this is the United States, not Russia, and I am the boss here. , if you cannot bear the heavy responsibility of protecting the royal bloodline. Then I will be happy to do it for you."

The Russian man continued to say angrily: "I don't need you to remind me of my loyalty to the royal family, Hogg. It seems that you have forgotten what it means to honor your cowardice and cowardice in America, a country formed by the descendants of thieves and criminals. To my shame, werewolves have nothing to fear.”

"Really?" Hogg stared at Ovitsky with sharp eyes, "If that's the case, then why did our warrior Mr. Ovitsky take Her Majesty the Princess and flee to the United States in despair? In Russia, there are elders, With the holy weapon here, why don’t you start a war with that monster monk?”

When he heard the word demon monk, Ovitsky's expression suddenly changed, which made him feel ashamed. Because he had always believed that werewolves were supreme, but that monk shattered his illusion. In order to continue the royal bloodline, the elders of the clan asked him to escort Princess Catalina to the United States. Being a deserter always made him feel ashamed. But that man was too strong. Just looking at him made him feel like he had fallen into an ice cave, and he was filled with fear.

This has never been acceptable to Ovitsky, who prides himself on being a warrior. He once vowed that he would never bow to anyone again. Oswicki's face was red, and the veins in his neck popped out. But he didn't bother to deny his failures, and denying his past was also a cowardly act in his opinion.

"Can this guy be compared to the demon monk?"

"He is the demigod of the west. This is his country. He can only be strong and not weak. Oswick, accept the reality for the sake of survival and the werewolves." Hogg patted his shoulder and said nothing more. .