"Werewolf?"
Hoffa raised his head in disbelief.
Countless long white and black legs moved, and a roar came from the second floor.
In the middle of the hole on the second floor, a two-meter-tall muscular figure appeared with heavy steps. It had a black wolf-like appearance with glowing green eyes. The front part of the wolf's mouth was covered in blood, and its messy hair, sharp teeth, and claws were all over the place.
It was no different from the werewolf monsters he had seen in the movies.
The only difference was that it was wearing a white suit with a hunched back and a huge Tom Wilson submachine gun in its hand.
"Go to hell, Hagrid!"
After the werewolf finished cursing, it stood on the second floor and raised the gun to shoot downstairs.
Da da da da!!
Bullets flew everywhere. In the chaos, the people in the bar screamed. The dancers and customers covered their heads and ran away. Many people were shot and fell to the ground.
All of a sudden, Huo Fa stomped on the ground, and a stone wall rose from the ground, blocking all the powerful bullets.
After a round of bullets, there were not many people left in the bar. The air was filled with moans and low cries.
Norbert held his chest and poked his head out from behind the stone wall. "Put down the gun, Durant. I just want to talk to you!"
"We have nothing to talk about!"
The werewolf spoke human language. "I warned you, don't get in my way!"
Then, he reloaded and pulled the trigger again without hesitation.
Da da da!
The machine gun spat fire.
The two of them retracted their heads back behind the stone wall. The stone wall was gradually filled with holes. Hoffa crossed his hands expressionlessly and three more stone walls rose from the ground.
Another round of bullets was fired!
The sound of reloading came from the second floor. Norbert gave Hoffa a look. Hoffa nodded and jumped out with the help of the stone wall.
The werewolf saw that someone had jumped out. After reloading, he raised his gun and wanted to continue. However, the Tom Wilson submachine gun suddenly softened and turned into a colorful poisonous snake. The poisonous snake opened its mouth and bit the werewolf's neck.
“shit！！”
The werewolf was shocked and flung the poisonous snake away as if it had been electrocuted.
Then, without looking back, he ran through the hole and began to run out of the window.
Hoffa rushed up to the second floor in a few steps. In front of him was a human-shaped hole that had been smashed through four layers of wooden doors. The shadow at the front flickered a few times and then disappeared.
Hoffa jumped over three consecutive openings on the wall and arrived at the innermost dark room on the second floor of the bar.
The air was filled with the smell of blood. Here, he saw five or six naked girls with their arms tied up, hanging from the beam. They struggled desperately, and on the coffee table in front of the sofa, there was a woman who had been cut open and was wailing in pain. Her intestines were all over the floor, and it seemed that there was no hope for her.
Seeing the scene in the dark room, Hoffa covered his mouth and almost vomited.
It seemed that Norbert had barged into the room when the wolf was eating, which led to the intense conflict.
Fortunately, he was much calmer than before. Without saying a word, he pulled out a dagger and squatted down. He covered the wailing woman's mouth and whispered, "It's okay now."
Then, he stabbed the woman's heart and ended her life.
Then, he cut the ropes of the girls in the room and ran again, following the werewolf out of the window. He pulled the rusty iron stairs and jumped onto the roof.
On the roof, the werewolf was extremely fast.
"Durant!"
Hoffa roared.
"Die, Magus!"
What answered him was an angry curse and a razor-like iron sheet that sliced horizontally at him.
Hoffa leaned to the side and dodged the sharp iron sheet.
The werewolf, on the other hand, was running on all fours and was only a small dot on the roof.
"Damn it!"
Hoffa looked behind him. The injured Norbert might not be able to keep up. He immediately made up his mind. With a shake of his right arm, the needle on the glove spun, and Mana flowed from the glove to his entire body.
Electricity crackled, and in his activated state, he grew to 1.8 meters tall. Then, he stomped on the ground and ran at twice the speed.
With each step, he covered more than ten meters. Footprints were left on the iron roof.
Werewolf Durant turned around and saw the guy chasing after him from the roof like a rocket. He roared, "Hey!
He roared, "Where did you come from?"
There was no answer.
Durant jumped from the roof to the ground and crawled into a small alley. He was planning to go through the narrow passage to the other side of the building complex.
But at this moment, the alley in front of him seemed to have a life of its own. The two buildings were like two poles of a magnet, and the alley closed with a bang.
The alley disappeared, and the road in front of him turned into a dead end.
The werewolf had nowhere to run. He turned around abruptly.
At the end of the alley, the gray-haired man landed on the ground and crushed three bricks. In the dust, a pair of golden eyes stared at him without blinking.
"Good evening."
The werewolf sized him up. The man was about 15 or 16 years old and was more than 1.7 meters tall. He was considered tall among his peers. He wore a black leather coat, had gray hair, and a pair of strange yellow eyes like a falcon's.
"I know who you are! Gray hair, golden eyes. The partner that Hagrid always mentioned is actually you. Grindelwald's student. Disappeared for a year, and you came here. "
Huo Fa's face was filled with blood and stench. He raised his head and looked at the giant in front of him. A hint of disgust flashed across his face as he said coldly, "Generally speaking, those who mention this title don't end up well."
"Don't end well?"
The werewolf laughed. After laughing, he said ferociously, "You are the legendary Mr. Bach."
"And you are the Wolf of the East End, the ogre living in Paris," Hoffa said calmly.
"Ha!"
The werewolf licked his lips and slowly straightened up. His bones crackled as he grew to a height of 2.5 meters. The white suit on his upper body bulged, and he looked a little funny.
"We all have some" small problems "."
The werewolf's razor-sharp claws lightly rested on Hoffa's chin. "Let me count your other titles: Defector, Dropout, Crazy Agmanis. You don't have a good reputation outside, kid. "
"What I did has nothing to do with you."
Hoffa slapped the werewolf's hand away and said calmly,
"I hope you can return the stolen goods to us. Then, what you did has nothing to do with me."
"Hmm ~"
The werewolf pinched his chin and seemed to be seriously thinking for a moment. Then, he lowered his head and grinned, "Then I'd rather enjoy it."
Boom!!
With a loud bang, Hoffa flew backward.
He smashed through the glass window of the church behind him, rolled a dozen times, and broke two beams with a crack, and got stuck in the wall.
"You don't look like much either!"
The werewolf pulled the ceiling and pounced over like a gibbon.
Fangs and claws were in mid-air. Hoffa slowly got up from the ground, twisted his neck expressionlessly, and raised his right hand.
"Tariq Skitar."
A transparent light shield appeared in his palm, and then the shield quickly expanded. Durant, who was running wildly, crashed into the shield and bounced back to the wall, smashing a statue of the Virgin Mary.
The shield disappeared, but the rebound didn't hurt him. The werewolf got up, shook his head, and pounced on him again.
Hoffa deactivated the shield and dodged the lightning-fast claw. Then, he punched the back of the werewolf's head.
The punch was so powerful that it directly smashed Durant deep into the floor.
In for a penny, in for a pound, he stepped on Durant's neck and rode on his back. He raised his fist and smashed it down heavily.
Dong!!
Just one punch and his head was bleeding.
Fear flashed in the werewolf's green eyes. He raised his arms and broke free from Hoffa's control.
Seeing that the werewolf had escaped, Hoffa was ready to continue the chase.
But the werewolf in front of him raised his arms. "Wait."
"What?"
"I surrender."
The werewolf said without hesitation.
Hoffa, who just warmed up, was stunned. Then, the werewolf took advantage of his stunned state. He pulled out a pistol from his waist, aimed at Hoffa, and then ran.
The moment he raised his hand, Hoffa turned his head, and the bullet flew past his head and grazed his face.
Then, the werewolf's legs were grabbed by two stone hands that grew out from the ground. He fell to the ground without warning.
"Damn it!"
The werewolf roared with a hoarse voice.
He twisted his waist, laid on the ground, and started firing.
Bang bang bang!!
After five or six consecutive gunshots, he ran out of bullets.
As the smoke dissipated, the bullets all hit the stone pillars. The place where the young man had been standing was now empty.
Without time to think about where he went, the werewolf panted and tried to pull his legs out from the stone hands.
"Out of strength?"
A calm voice came from behind him.
The werewolf turned around, and the young man who disappeared suddenly appeared behind him.
He touched the wound on his face, stood beside Durant expressionlessly, and kicked his pistol away.
"Still struggling?"
The werewolf on the ground slowly changed from a eating state to a tattooed man in a suit. He had brown hair soaked in blood, a skinny body, and sunken eyes. He was no longer as strong and ferocious as before.
"Wizard, it's really unfair. How old are you to have such talent? Damn it, why does God love you so much! "
"Love?"
Hoffa shook his head in self-mockery, and did not deny it.
"Love is love, but where's my gun? “
I don't know what you're talking about! "
The werewolf roared crazily, "I have no enmity with you, and I didn't provoke you."
"Still playing dumb, aren't you afraid that I'll kill you?"
"Huff huff"
Durant panted and mocked, "I know you, Mr. Bach. You, you don't kill people, right?"
"Don't change the topic, where's the gun?"
"I don't know, I don't know!!!"
Before he finished his words, sharp nails grew out of every hand on the ground, and Durant screamed in pain.
"Don't do it, don't do it, let's talk."
Hoffa stopped casting and took a step back.
The werewolf said, "Let me go first, let me go, and I'll tell you."
Hoffa shook his head in self-mockery. He calmly leaned against the wall of the alley and crossed his arms. "Okay, it seems that I can't make you talk. Let him talk to you."
"Who?"
Durant, who was lying on the ground, was stunned.
"It's me, idiot!"
A suppressed angry voice came from behind him.
Durant raised his head and saw a short and stout man with a bandage on his chest walking into the church with a limp, panting heavily.
Durant, who was lying on the ground, struggled like crazy. "Hagrid!"
The injured Norbert took out a gun from his pocket and looked at him with a nasty smile. "You're good at dodging, Mr. Durant. As a middleman, your legs are too agile!"
As Norbert spoke, the stone hands on the ground crawled all over Durant's body like wriggling snakes, as if they were going to swallow him into the ground.
Facing the fate of being buried alive, Durant lowered his posture and said in a low voice, "Norbert, no matter what I did, it wasn't my intention. Someone is deliberately trying to instigate our relationship. I have my own difficulties as well. "
"Yeah?"
Norbert sneered sarcastically. "More than a thousand alchemy weapons, 500,000 francs worth of ammunition, and the weapons we gave you last time, where did you send them?"
"I said, they were robbed."
Durant tried to explain.
"Bullsh * t!"
Norbert roared and kicked the werewolf's head.
"After disappearing with our goods for three days, you f * cking became the boss of the Eastern District. Do you really think I'm stupid? Or are those missing Muggle girls no longer enough to satisfy your appetite? "
Durant was stepped on by the boot. His head was on the ground and he could not answer. Hoffa, who was leaning against the wall with his arms crossed, turned his head away and did not want to see anymore.
Norbert stomped on it with his boot, his face glowing with pleasure. "Who told you to steal my things!"
"Let go of me first!"
Durant roared hoarsely.
Norbert lifted his foot a little. The werewolf lay on the ground, spitting out blood from the corner of his mouth.
After vomiting for a long time, he said, "I sold them."
"Pfft!"
Norbert laughed in anger.
"What about the money?"
"Money, money."
Durant said with difficulty.
"Listen, Norbert, give me a week. I only need a week. I'll pay you back double how much I owe you, okay? You won't get anything if you kill me now! "
Bang!
What answered him was a bullet shell that bounced up.
A bullet pierced his ear.
"Bastard!"
The werewolf cursed angrily.
"It's too late to beg for mercy when you're already in such a state." Norbert held his gun firmly. "Who did you sell our guns to?"
A hint of struggle flashed across Durant's face, but at the same time, the densely packed stone hands on his body were slowly pulling him into the ground.
Finally, Durant begged for mercy. "The Imperial Mage Association. I sold them to the Imperial Mage Association."
Hoffa, who was playing with his nails, was stunned.
Norbert, who was holding the gun, was shocked. He roared in disbelief, "You're a f * cking member of the Grindelwald?"
"I'm not!" Durant screamed.
"I owe it to the association. I have to rely on the potion they give me to stay awake every month! It's that simple! "
Seeing the killing intent on Norbert's face, the werewolf no longer cared about his dignity. "Listen, the person who got the goods is in Paris now. I can take you to him and kill them when they least expect it. Then, the money and the goods will all be yours!"
Both of them were silent.
The werewolf forced a smile. "F * ck the Mage Association, f * ck the Grindelwald, right?"
"Merlin Beard."
Norbert muttered, "You're really a fence-sitter."
After saying that, he pulled the trigger without hesitation.
Two gunshots were heard.
The powerful alchemy pistol blasted the werewolf's head into ketchup, splattering all over the wall.
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