“Ga ga ga——!!!”
The crows made shrill cries in the dark night, and the sound seemed to cut through the sky, like a death announcement from the god of death.
The hand in the barren hill dug up the soil unsteadily, and a figure emerged from the soil, his whole body covered with mud!
However, through the mud, you can vaguely see that the area covered by the mud is full of black-blue hair. The hair is long and thin and full of muscles.
“Ouch—!!!”
The moment he was dug out of the soil, the first thing this figure did was not to take a deep breath, but to let out a long roar to the sky.
His blood-red eyes were filled with fierce murderous intent, and his face was like that of a wolf and a human, looking full of danger.
Werewolf!
A werewolf!
A werewolf packed with explosive damage!
He slowly climbed up from the soil, memories flooding back like a tide, but it was of no use. Killing had already filled his mind, and he was in no mood to think about memories.
“Eat, I want to eat!!!”
Saliva dripped from its cold fangs, its reason was overwhelmed by greedy desire, and the werewolf wandered around the suburbs of London, looking for living creatures with vitality to replenish its energy by devouring them.
In the dark night, two inspectors from the small town of Calais, a suburb of London, leisurely drove their inspection car and patrolled the area.
There have been no criminal cases in the town of Kale for three years and it has been awarded the title of Peaceful Town for five consecutive years. For them, patrolling every night is just a routine.
"Wilson, when do you think we can tackle the big case?"
Inside the inspector's car, the thinner inspector was concentrating on driving. Suddenly, he asked the fat policeman sitting next to him, saying angrily, "I don't want to do this crap anymore!"
The young inspector who spoke was named Jack. He was a young man who had just started working as an inspector. He was full of youthful vigor and before joining the job, he had dreamed that one day he could become a hero chasing international fugitives like in the movies.
Unfortunately, there is always a gap between ideals and reality. He didn't expect that his task would be to drive out for a ride every morning, noon and evening, or to help the old ladies in the town find their lost pets. It was completely different from what he had imagined as an inspector's day!
Jack even forgot how to use his pistol.
"I hope to encounter a major case tonight, the kind that will shock the whole of Britain and make me a national hero!"
Jack was daydreaming in his mind, and seemed to have imagined the moment when he would wear the uniform of a war hero and be appointed a national hero by the Prime Minister.
"Little Jack, we are in the suburbs of London. How could there be any crime here?"
The obese Wilson looked at Jack and said earnestly, "We don't have much valuables. Even criminals have to go to London. And even if there is a case here, it will be handled by elite inspectors in London. What does it have to do with us?"
"Be a good patrolman. You can get a good payday just by driving around town three times a day. Make a lot of money."
After saying that, Wilson closed his eyes, as if he wanted to take a nap.
Seeing this, Jack could only purse his lips, feeling deeply dissatisfied with Wilson.
He felt that his colleague was not worthy of being an inspector or the guardian of the people in the town.
“Tsk tsk.”
Jack made a mocking sound from his throat, seeming to be very disdainful of this colleague, and Wilson did not care about the ridicule of this young boy.
In his opinion, this young man was just impulsive for a moment. After a few years, he would realize that this was the most comfortable position.
One looks down on the other, thinking that the other is just idling away his time; the other looks down on the other just as much, thinking that the other is a greenhorn.
For a moment, the entire inspector's car was filled with silence and stillness, and no one spoke.
Jack was concentrating on driving without saying anything. After dozens of minutes, Jack was about to speak to ease the awkward situation when suddenly a black shadow flashed in front of the car. Jack couldn't dodge in time and hit the black shadow directly!
"not good!"
Jack braked hastily, and Wilson woke up in shock, looking at Jack in disbelief: "You hit someone?!"
"Go down and take a look!"
After that, the two of them opened the car door together and prepared to get out to observe the injuries of the injured.
Jack's mind went blank and he felt like he was doomed.
He staggered out of the car and saw the figure lying on the ground in the distance. His lips trembled slightly and he didn't know what to say.
Suddenly, the figure that was hit stood up suddenly, with a hint of blood red in his eyes.
“Ouch—!!!”
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