Thriller game: I made the weird change a new leaf

The room was dark, not pitch black at all. The light reflected from the computer screen filled the room with a light blue.

Wearing wine glasses and glasses, her belly looks as if she was ten months pregnant, her hair is messed up, her body smells bad, and she hasn't showered in an unknown amount of time.

On the floor were piles of takeout boxes, Coke bottles, and barbecue skewers, with mosquitoes and flies hovering above them, emitting an astonishing stench.

A fat otaku, the kind of fat otaku who doesn't even take care of personal hygiene, has already given up on his life.

It's hard to imagine how this guy managed to get the bloodline of the Wolf King to be like this. After all, as a descendant of the Wolf King, he still has the figure and muscle outline that a fitness man would drool over even if he doesn't exercise.

"Lord Victor, you must be looking for the wrong one. Did we go one step further? The real descendant of the Wolf King is the young man who left behind."

"No, we made the right move."

"Ah, I see. It turns out that one floor was missing. He must be the strong man upstairs."

"Velen!"

Lin Li held Wei Lun's shoulders and asked him to look at him: "Accept the facts, Wei Lun, don't deceive yourself anymore."

"Damn it, how could this happen? This shit can't be done, it can't be done..."

Velen shed tears of pain.

The Wolf King has always been an idol in his mind, and the descendants of the Wolf King in his fantasy should be tall, strong, and wild.

The scene where he finds the descendant of the Wolf King should be like this.

Against the light, the wind blew his long and flowing hair like a lion's mane. He stretched out his hand in the wind and said, Come on Velen, follow me, let us end this endless battle of fate.

But what is this, what is it!

Velen took another look at the descendant of Fat House, whose thighs were as thick as elephants, and felt a sound like a shattering mirror in his heart.

His fantasy was shattered.

Velen's dream-breaking punch hit the descendant of Fat House hard on the security window.

boom--

A loud sound rang out, and the descendant of the Fat House trembled and turned his head to see what was going on.

The security window scraped against the tip of his nose and crashed into the computer behind him.

blah.

The computer let out a mournful cry, killing him on the spot. White smoke floated out, and a burnt smell overflowed.

"Do not--"

The descendant of Fat House fell to his knees.

Velen walked over, grabbed his collar with one hand and lifted him up.

"You, whatever you want, I can give you." The descendant of Fat Mansion said with difficulty.

He thought he was being robbed. As a fat nerd, he didn't even play online games. He only played some single-player games. There was no possibility of anyone causing trouble.

Then there was only robbery. After all, the place where he lived was a slum. This kind of thing happened from time to time, but it happened to him today.

After the illusion was shattered, in Velen's eyes, the only role left for the descendants of the Wolf King was to awaken the sleeping Wolf King.

He answered Feizhai's question with a sneer.

"What do you want? I want you."

"Wha, what?" Feizhai's body trembled. Want him? Are male ketones so arrogant nowadays? They come directly to pick up people.

But can you please have a lighter taste so that it can be tasted by a fat guy like me?

"Brothers, I suggest you find the guys above or below me. Not only are they handsome, but they also have good figures and are quite strong."

"No, it's just you."

Wei Lun hit the descendant of Fat House on the back of the neck with his knife, knocking him unconscious.

The fantasy is broken, and Velen's simple werewolf setting has become a bit darker.

After finding the descendant of the Wolf King, Velen couldn't wait to return to the base camp to find the leaders to gather the werewolves and prepare to go to Fulin Town to awaken the Wolf King.

Walking out of the neighborhood where he found the descendant of the Wolf King, Lin Li suddenly said that he would never go with Velen again.

"Lord Victor?"

"I have to stay behind, haven't you noticed?"

Lin Li stood still and fell several meters away from Velen.

The tip of Velen's nose twitched and his expression changed: "It's those blood-sucking bastards. How did they find them so quickly?"

"Bring the descendants of the Wolf King back, wake up Oraire, and leave these vampires to me."

Lin Li turned his back to Wei Lun, "Go quickly."

Wei Lun paused for a moment, then gritted his teeth and left with the descendants of the Fat Mansion on his shoulders.

He knew that staying would be a hindrance, and what was more important now was to bring the descendants of the Wolf King back.

As he ran, he prayed in his heart.

"Lord Victor, you must not let anything happen to you."

Velen returned to the werewolf headquarters, while Lin Li went to the subway platform.

That was the place where we made an appointment with Kenan and others.

By the time Lin Li arrived at the platform, there were already many vampires gathered there. At a glance, there were hundreds of them.

It can also be seen from here that the vampires attach great importance to the blood of saints.

Lin Li opened the reminder and saw that these good guys are all vampires with more than ninety evil thoughts and already belong to the elite vampire clan.

"Velen, where is the blood of the saints you mentioned."

Bald, black, with two samurai swords behind his back, he is the captain of the -man "blood guard team" and the sword warrior.

He is also the only strong man whose evil thoughts have reached and entered the level of gray resentment.

"Just wait."

Kainan's smile is not fake at all.

Although these guys are all elites, any one of them can defeat him.

But after being informed by his uncle Anderson, he had learned that someone here was betraying his own tribe, so even if he was not strong enough, he was mentally superior to them.

"You are so arrogant." The sword warrior said nothing, but the vampire next to him couldn't help it.

Angry, he grabbed Kennan, intending to teach him a lesson.

Just when he was about to catch it, a ghost rope shot from behind and rolled towards the violent vampire.

"Who?"

The sword warrior noticed the ghost rope's appearance. He unsheathed his swords and slashed at the ghost rope.

when--

The alloy samurai sword struck the ghost rope and made a sound of gold and iron clashing.

The sword warrior's eyes widened, he actually didn't cut the rope.

The ghost rope that was attacked split apart and wrapped around the blade at an extremely fast speed.

By the time the sword warrior wanted to throw away his katana, it was already too late.

They were entangled by ghost ropes and pulled into the dark platform.

"team leader!"

"Jimmy!"

Only then did the vampires react, staring and yelling.

But none of them dared to go deep into the darkness.

Even the captain failed, and all they could do was lose their lives.

But soon, their captain and team member Jimmy came back on their own.

"Captain, Jimmy, you..."

The vampires looked at the two men in confusion.

How could they come back safe and sound after being dragged into the darkness?

conspiracy? Or bait?

Are they still them?

"Don't worry." The sword warrior smiled peacefully, "That rope belongs to us."

"Captain, there is something wrong with you. Is this the smile you should have?"

The vampires shuddered first, then stared.

The warrior with this sword is both their captain and their instructor. His eyes are usually cannibalistic. How could he smile so... lovingly?

Even just thinking about this word in their minds, the vampires felt goosebumps all over the place.