In a place like Star City, Dr. Milo had to have some real skills to dare haggle with those mercenaries.
Otherwise, that Olympic champion Werewolf alone would have torn him to shreds. But he really couldn't remember who had been so bold as to come looking for trouble with him.
The Czech Wolfdog began to grow larger, glaring toward the outside. Though it wasn't the first time he had seen it, Dr. Milo's blood still boiled every time he witnessed this scene.
This was myth. This was a miracle!
The wooden door was kicked open, the force so great that the entire door was sent flying off its hinges.
"Awooo!!!" The Czech Wolfdog, Apollo, transformed into a giant wolf over two meters tall and pounced toward the doorway on all fours.
Miao Mu looked at the giant wolf charging at him and commented, "That dog's huge... and fluffy too."
The next second, Miao Mu raised his leg and kicked the charging wolf in the jaw. The explosive force slammed its upper and lower teeth together, cracking several of them.
Immediately afterward, Miao Mu kicked again. The giant wolf flew backward, smashed into the wall, and crashed to the floor.
Ratatatatat...
The Uzi Submachine Gun roared. Its signature rapid fire nearly shredded the doorway. Miao Mu dove down, rolled to his feet with a tactical roll, then raised his hand and fired at the table.
Wood chips flew everywhere. Green bills filled the air, mixed with scattered droplets of blood and Dr. Milo's screams.
"Hey, Doctor. That's quite the lively welcome."
The M500 Revolver spun twice in Miao Mu's hand. He flicked it through a flourish, slipped it into the holster at his waist, and strode forward.
Dr. Milo had fallen to the ground, clutching his forehead where wood chips had