Walking out of the old man's house, Glenn suddenly felt like he was being watched.

He looked subconsciously and his eyes fell on the second floor of the house opposite.

It was quiet there, and there seemed to be nothing unusual. There was only darkness in the windows.

Who lives in there? Glenn whispered to himself, as if he was asking someone else, or perhaps asking himself.

Looking through his memory again, he was sure that he had never seen the owner of the house opposite the old man's house.

HeheheA hoarse low laugh came from behind him, diverting Glenn's attention.

He looked at the old man who was sitting in the room, half hidden in the darkness.

The guy across the street is a very wealthy man. You might consider paying him a visit.

This old man Glenn was too lazy to pay attention to him and said calmly: I will consider it.

Walking out of town, Glenn headed to the place where he was attacked last night. He wanted to get the revolver back.

Now that I have traveled through time, the most important thing is to protect my life and property, and then I can consider living a more comfortable life.

The people who were worth caring about in the previous life have passed away one after another, and the achievements I wanted to achieve have basically been completed.

His life before traveling through time was quite complete, so he had no resistance to the idea of traveling through time.

Although the town still looked eerie during the day, there was no danger, otherwise the original owner would have died long ago.

I didn't see any other townspeople coming in or out on the road, just Glenn, and I rarely heard birds singing.

When Glenn returned to the place where he woke up yesterday, the scene before him made him alert.

The revolver was very conspicuous and he spotted it at a glance.

But the body was reduced to pieces of meat and hair attached to the scalp.

Are there wild animals here? Glenn felt a chill on his back.

He took a few steps forward and put away his revolver, intending to leave quickly, but suddenly he smelled a scent that made him feel instinctively uncomfortable.

Not knowing where the breath came from, Glenn stood there without moving, his eyes scanning left and right, his fingers tightly clenched around the shotgun he had snatched from the old man.

He had checked and found that the shotgun could fire three rounds, which was enough to deal with most wild beasts.

The smell is getting stronger and stronger, something terrible is coming!

This place is really Glenn appears calm on the surface, but he is extremely alert inside.

A slight sound reached my ears, as if some creature was stepping on dead leaves.

The sound came from far away and was extremely subtle. If Glenn's hearing had not become extremely sharp for some reason, he would not have been able to hear it.

The sound of those footsteps seemed to be stepping on the beat of Glenn's heart, causing sweat to break out on his forehead.

He still couldn't determine the direction from which the sound came, and he didn't see anything in his field of vision. This feeling of having to passively wait for danger to come made him very annoyed.

rustle…The sound suddenly disappeared and the surroundings fell silent again. This was definitely not a good sign.

Suddenly, Glenn felt his hair stand on end and his back felt cold.

Fuck! Behind me!

As he cursed inwardly, his body flipped to the side at an extremely fast speed, but the imagined attack did not come.

Confused, Glenn half-knelt down to look.

Danger was indeed behind him.

It was a black beast about the same size as a horse, and looked very much like a wolf, with only one eye on its forehead. Its head was relatively large compared to its body, and its mouth was cracked all the way to its neck, with its creepy fangs half exposed outside its lips. It looked very terrifying overall.

At this moment, the monster was staring at Glenn quietly, with vigilance revealed in its one eye.

Glenn silently pointed the shotgun at the opponent. He was not sure whether the gun could kill the monster. He could not find any information about the monster in his memory, so he would not shoot unless it showed any aggressiveness.

Transparent saliva flowed down like pearls on a string, and the monster kept licking the tip of its nose with its tongue, as if it was longing for something.

The man and the beast stared at each other for a few seconds.

Finally, the monster moved slowly, approaching Glenn, its sharp teeth gradually exposed, and a low growl came from its throat.

Glenn knew that he had no chance of defeating such a large beast, so he fired decisively!

Bang!

Blood suddenly appeared on the beast's forehead, causing it to let out a howl.

But Glenn saw clearly that the bullet did not penetrate, and the metallic luster flickered in the flesh above the single eye.

Without stopping, he loaded the gun at an extremely fast speed and fired the second round!

However, the beast would not give Glenn a chance.

Under Glenn's wide-eyed gaze, the beast dodged to the side at an extremely unreasonable speed, barely avoiding the bullet.

Shit! Glenn aimed again, preparing for the third shot, but the fishy wind was already blowing in his face! The white fangs were right in front of him!

Get out of the way! Glenn suddenly leaned back, twisted his waist and abdomen with all his strength, and delivered a heavy spinning kick straight up to hit the beast's chin.

Years of combat experience have been engraved into my soul. I don’t know if it’s because the soul affects the body or something else, but the first time I used such a difficult move, I didn’t feel as awkward as I imagined.

At the moment of being hit, Glenn felt as if he had kicked a block of iron, causing his feet to go numb.

However, this spinning kick was powerful enough that with Glenn's strengthened physique, the beast's body weighing more than 800 kilograms was kicked back and did a backflip!

Glenn lost his balance and fell on the grass, but he quickly stood up with a somersault.

The beast that was kicked knew that Glenn was not someone to be trifled with, so it did not rush to attack, but hesitated in place.

Glenn was panting, and the leg he kicked out was shaking constantly, but he must not show his weakness at this moment, otherwise he would only be hunted cruelly by the wild beast.

I don't know if it was because it had tasted human flesh, or if it was just the nature of the beast, but after pacing for a few seconds, it pounced on Glenn again.

The latter immediately tried to dodge, but his speed was not at the same level, and his ankle was bitten by the huge mouth. As the beast shook its head suddenly, Glenn suddenly felt dizzy.

His body hit the ground heavily, pain swept through his body. His vision just became clear, but he saw a bloody mouth looming over him. The breath of death was clearer than ever before, and his heartbeat was extremely fast!

In an instant, the substance that filled the blood vessels in his body suddenly boiled. Glenn felt that it was out of instinct. His body changed drastically and his right hand swung out instinctively.

There was only a ripping sound, and the sound of flesh being torn, accompanied by the wailing of wild beasts, echoing throughout the forest.

Glenn felt as if his eyes were covered by a bloody veil, and his mind was filled with the desire to kill, the desire for blood, and the desire to destroy everything!

He had the intention to kill his opponent, so he attacked the beast and the two fought each other.

They were equally powerful, but Glenn still retained his fighting instincts, so he overpowered him easily.

In less than a moment, the beast's skin and flesh were turned inside out, with its bones exposed, and its body was in a horrible state.

After a few more blows, the beast was pinned to the ground by Glenn's hand. It dared not move and made a whimpering sound for mercy and weakness.

Glenn was about to kill it, but a hint of clarity returned to his crazy eyes, and then he became completely sane.

He was stunned for a while, feeling the violence surging in his heart, and had a puzzled expression on his face.

He looked down at his hand that was suppressing the beast. The black hair as hard as steel needles covered his entire arm. The sharp claws gleamed with cold light. The wolf's nose in the lower part of his field of vision said it all.

He turned into a werewolf!