Chapter 116: Close-Quarters Combat × Sight deprivation
Two people hid in the darkness: a tall young Werewolf Humanoid with a slightly protruding mouth lined with canine teeth, and a somewhat short, pudgy young man holding two pistols.
"Hmph, what an annoying ability. He can actually turn nonliving things into living creatures to block the [Six Senses-Pilfering Gun]." The young man's expression darkened. "But does he think my ability is that simple? Hmph, poor fool."
"Can I attack now? He's strong." The wolfman's voice was rather gruff. He clutched a section of a vehicle's frame, the knotted muscles beneath his tight tank top twitching as though expressing their owner's thirst for battle.
"Be careful. He should be able to turn the creatures he transforms into bombs. Don't let anything strange get close to you." The Chubby Youth looked solemn. "We only have one chance to strike. Mr. Reasoning and Miss Sang Yu have already left. If we fail this time, we won't get another opportunity this good."
"Don't worry, boss." A savage grin stretched across the wolfman's lips. "With Mad Dog keeping the spiky-haired guy busy and me covering you, capturing him will be a piece of cake."
"All right, enough flattery. You just want a taste of his flesh and blood, don't you? One arm, and no more. He is a collectible specifically requested by His Highness the Fourth Prince, after all." The Chubby Youth stopped lecturing him. Raising the pistol in his left hand, he pulled the trigger the instant the Werewolf Humanoid charged out after receiving his answer.
The bullet and the muscular brute appeared in Joey's field of vision almost simultaneously.
Joey's attention was instantly drawn to them.
This muscular demi-human was probably there to cover the gunman.
The coin in his hand rapidly transformed into a