C378 Cold-blooded Killer

However, the werewolf's speed was still as fast as lightning, in a blink of an eye he was already in front of Shen Feng, his sharp claws grabbing towards his chest and his bloody mouth biting towards's neck.

"Bro, not only did you drive me all covered in mud, but you also have a bad breath." Shen Feng frowned, and said with disdain.

With that