"Roar! Roar..." The roars came and went, which could also be called the sounds of fighting.

The words "dog bites dog and leaves a hair in its mouth" are a very realistic display of the fighting scene. If replaced by a wolf biting a wolf, the miserable and intense depiction can be brought to life.

No, the bereaved wolf in the middle is bald, and its forehead has been dismembered by two fearless and brave former bereaved friends.

Its big dog eyes were stuck on the teeth of its bereaved friend, and its brains, which stinked like mud, were scattered everywhere. Then it was trampled around by the bereaved friend. It seemed like it would not survive.

It's just pitiful that it was so tragic. They were all bitten to death, and their broken bodies were torn here and there by the wanton and crazy mourning dogs.

Of course, they don't use claws, but teeth, tearing with the still wild and sharp teeth of the mourning wolf!

"Stink! What a bastard!" Ran Xiong couldn't stand it anymore, because the smell of the dismembered wolf was even worse than that of a garbage recycling station.

After putting the mustard away, Ran Xiong kept breathing carefully and decided to go out as soon as possible.

Otherwise, if the stench continues like this, the first person to be unable to support it will be Ran Xiong himself.

Didn’t you see the two mourning wolves still madly biting their dead friend? The wolf may not be able to change its feeling of eating shit. At this moment, the picture is clear.

"This zombie is dead, why is it so smelly? It's weird!" Ran Xiong lowered his head, not daring to explore further at the miserable situation and stench in front of him.

"Then add more fire." In order to breathe, after thinking about this sentence in his mind, Ran Xiong threw a handful of blood at the mourning wolf on his right.

It was very accurate, and the operation was still perfect. The hot blood from this hand stained the body of Sanglang on the right.

So in front of Ran Xiong's eyes, the fierce battle that stirred up thousands of waves with one stone began again, and no Sanglang still remembered that there was a more delicious human being in front of him.

At this time, the mourning wolf on the left flew up, and its pleasure level was almost at its peak. Those who didn't know it thought it was the smelly poop that made it crazy.

How could the mourning wolf on the right, the one whose blood was spilled by Ran Xiong, react immediately?

This bite was a solid one, and three ribs were missing from its belly.

"Ouch!" finally reacted, and the wolf on the right howled, not sure if it was in pain or angry. It must have reacted to the attack from the wolf on the left.

No mercy either.

No, with a sudden shake of its head, it bit off the tail of the wolf on the left in its mouth, leaving a whole dog tail with an asshole attached...

Ran Xiong was stunned and frightened. The biting and tearing force of this wolf was really too strong.

In fact, Ran Xiong's asshole tightened a bit. This big move that would have caused his buttocks to be bitten off. If it were a human being, it would be no less than being cut in half, wouldn't it?

"Ouch!!!"

This time it was the wail of the wolf on the right. It had been attacked by a sneak attack and could do nothing else except struggle and wail.

As for swinging its head and biting off its tail, this was only its final operation. It could feel its abdomen being wantonly destroyed, and it could also feel its control over its limbs declining.

"Cruel!" Ran Xiong couldn't bear to look straight at it. He watched the wolf on the right being bitten off at the waist. Every bite made the spine crackle.

If it were not a zombie, then this wolf should be dead, and would not still be struggling like it is now, showing its ferocious look.

"Ho~ho~" The howling of the broken wolf was a little weak now, and the bursts of low moans seemed so weak.

"Ouch!"

After all, it is a duel where the winner is the king and the loser is the enemy. The winner is the wolf on the left who is much more violent. At this moment, it is trampling on its friend, its teeth are bloody, and it is indescribably hearty.

And roaring became his way to show his strength and declare his dominance!

Of course, the most satisfying thing is the faint smell of blood on the tip of your mouth, which makes you addicted and intoxicated.

Even if this battle loses the tail and the chrysanthemum, it still seems unimportant...

Focusing on the green eyes again, the tip of the nose became sensitive to the smell of blood again, which was on the head of the mourning wolf at his feet.

"Ouch!" He raised his head high. As the victor, Sanglang showed no pity to the losers at his feet, let alone whether they were the same or different.

Yes, it will end this battle without any suspense, and it will also allow the soul to sublimate while enjoying the blood.

However, it seems to have underestimated the wolf's innate desire for revenge and survival, and has lost its mind and immersed itself in self-satisfaction, with zombie consciousness filling its entire mind.

A fallen wolf is still a wolf after all, even if it is only half a body.

"roar!"

Mouth to mouth, tooth to tooth, the new breed of wolves finally used the most violent weapons to fight.

"Crack!"

The sound of teeth clashing made your eardrums hurt, and Ran Xiong subconsciously covered his ears.

"Ouch! Ouch!"

It was divided at the first touch. As the winner, Lang Sang did not expect that the loser, Lang Sang, was so fierce. In this painful situation, he lost a few teeth even after losing one move.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, it makes people's scalp numb." Of course, Ran Xiong was the one who had enough time to complain. He was still frightened by the battle scene he just witnessed.

When Ran Xiong had some free time and continued to watch the battle, the standing Wolf Sang regrouped. His sneak attack had been successful, so this guy would definitely not choose to be tough.

"Ouch!" There was another wailing sound. At this moment, it was "upright and upright", like a peerless master. That wailing sound was the meaning of a unique move.

So, it charged again, but the target was not the loser's head, but the loser's last broken body.

Bit by bit, bit by bit, from the severed abdomen, to the strong neck, and finally to the bloody wolf head.

The winner, Sanglang, was surprisingly smart, and Ran Xiong was even a little unbelievable.

Blind, crazy, bloodthirsty...all adjectives that do not represent reason and wisdom should belong to zombies!

"It seems that something terrible is gradually starting to evolve in the zombies." Ran Xiong had to admit and took a deep breath. This kind of life-related conclusion should be kept in his mind and he should be more vigilant.

"Haha, having said that, you are still a beast, you are still a beast, you are not smart enough!"

Having said that, Ran Xiong looked at the mourning wolf behind him, wondering how he could miss such a golden opportunity and fly away.

The shiny dagger in his hand was inexplicably sharp, extremely fast, and extremely dazzling.

Ran Xiong's target is the wolf's head, so the direction of the dagger's tip is naturally the wolf's head!

"You're a bastard, go to hell!"

He could no longer stand the stench of this disgusting environment. Ran Xiong was determined to win and kill with one strike.

"Poof!"

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" Ran Xiong quickly stabbed Sanglang on the head several times.
Chapter completed!