Chapter 59 Rat Man: "My grandfather will express his gratitude to you."
"Farke!"
Lango cursed, and the fast food bag in his hand was instantly thrown into the air, and he quickly rushed in the direction of Emma's scream.
After a second or two, his figure turned into an afterimage and disappeared from the place with a red electric light.
At this time in the woods on the edge of the service area.
A wolf-like monster with tattered clothes on its body held a girl in red tightly by the collar with its sharp fangs, and hurriedly shuttled through the forest.
The girl's cry for help intertwined with the monster's heavy breathing, echoing in the quiet forest.
Behind her were the bushes that this guy had forcibly crushed with his body, leaving behind shocking traces.
"Put me down!"
Emma struggled hard and threatened: "When my uncle catches you, you will be dead!"
A trace of complicated emotions flashed in the eyes of this gray wolf, but was immediately swallowed up by an even crazier bloodthirsty desire.
It only has one thought now, to return to its hidden tree house as soon as possible, and then have a hearty meal!
As the speed continued to increase, this guy rushed into the depths of the forest in the blink of an eye.
Not far away, a towering tree stood, with a simple wooden house looming at the top.
That's where it hides and enjoys itself.
After arriving at the destination, the gray wolf finally slowed down. It let go of Emma and said in a low and weird voice:
"Don't be afraid, we are almost home. Don't blame me. If you want to blame me, I can only blame you for wearing the wrong clothes."
It lowered its head and looked at Emma, with a crazy light in its eyes: "Originally, there was 'food storage' at home, but it's a pity that I can't restrain my desire to kill when I see a girl in red. Don't worry, I'll do it quickly." , you won’t even feel any pain.”
Before he finished speaking, the gray wolf was ready to stretch out its saliva-covered tongue to lick Emma's delicate skin.
However, at this moment, a dazzling red electric light flashed through the woods like lightning, hitting the monster accurately.
The giant wolf that was in front of Emma a second ago disappeared instantly.
boom--!
The lightning flashed away, and Emma felt like the world was spinning for a while, and then she heard the loud noise of falling trees and the shrill wail of the monster behind her.
Lange grabbed the gray wolf's neck hair tightly and used the characteristics of the [sports car head] to push it all the way, breaking all the trees in front of it!
“You blind motherfucker!”
Lango punched the bastard in the head, and then kicked him hard in the stomach!
"Woo."
Under the violent impacts and blows, this miserable werewolf let out bursts of painful screams.
Lango looked around and fixed his gaze on a huge granite in the distance.
He picked up the guy and strode towards the stone.
After arriving, he slammed the wolf's head against the hard stone surface with a sudden force.
Snap——!
Suddenly, blood splattered everywhere, and the monster's face was covered with hideous wounds.
However, this is just the beginning.
Lango placed the guy's head on the stone surface again, and took a few steps back.
Then, he made a running leap and hit the gray wolf hard on the head with an elbow from the sky.
With this blow, the guy who originally looked like a gray wolf gradually turned into a human form.
A naked old man with gray hair!
Emma also ran over in a hurry at this time. Upon seeing this, Lango immediately covered her eyes to check if she was injured.
Fortunately, the werewolf only held her clothes in its mouth and did not leave any wounds on her body.
"Uncle, is he a werewolf?" Emma turned around and hugged his leg and asked curiously.
Lango nodded slightly. Although the guy in front of him had a wolf body shape that was more than a circle smaller than the Luke from Shadow Hunters he saw last time, he could change into a human and a wolf at one moment. There is no doubt that Also a werewolf.
"Spare me"
The werewolf returned to his human form and begged for mercy tremblingly, his voice full of despair, "I have never hurt a human before, this is the first time, please."
Lango snorted coldly, and when he was about to speak, Emma suddenly whispered a few words to him.
Lango's eyes changed slightly and he looked at the tree house hidden in the big tree not far away.
Then, he took out a semi-automatic pistol from his waist and fired several shots at the werewolf without mercy, hitting its limbs accurately.
After confirming that he was completely incapacitated, he turned and walked towards the wooden house. Just as he was about to climb, Emma jumped on his back lightly, wrapped her hands tightly around his neck, and whispered: "I want to go up and have a look too."
After thinking about it, Lange didn't refuse. He quickly climbed to the top of the big tree with her on his back, jumped over and jumped into the wooden house.
As soon as they entered the door, a pungent stench hit them face to face, making the two of them frown.
The house was in disarray, with cans and wine bottles scattered all over the floor, and on the simple bed, there was a little girl about the same age as Emma tied up.
Lange took a closer look. The girl was quite cute, but she was very thin.
He raised his hand to untie her, but the sleeping girl seemed to sense movement from the outside world.
The next second, in Lango's eyes, the girl who originally had a human face suddenly changed into a sharp-mouthed monkey-like face, and several long beards stood up on both sides of her mouth, making her face look like a mouse.
"Ratman?"
"What?" Emma asked strangely.
Lango shook his head and did not respond. Unlike Emma, his eyes had been blessed by Amos with centuries-old holy water, and he could clearly see through the disguises of these aliens.
He comforted him softly: "Don't be afraid, we are here to save you. The werewolf is still half-dead down there."
After saying that, he gently untied the girl, secretly glad that he arrived in time.
"Thank you." The girl huddled in the corner warily and whispered her thanks.
Emma seemed to be very interested in her and asked her: "Do you know the way home? Do you want us to take you back?"
"No need." The girl immediately shook her head and said, "My home is in the town next door. I can walk back by myself."
"I'm Emma, what's your name?"
"Anya, Anya Taylor-Joy."
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Lango didn't pay attention to the conversation between the two little girls. At this time, his attention was attracted by a wooden cabinet next to the bed.
He opened it and saw a pile of red clothes inside, similar in size to Emma.
Lango's face turned cold, he took a deep breath, and then said: "Emma."
When Emma looked over, an automatic pistol had been thrown in front of her.
"Kill it out, and remember to shoot a few more shots in the head."
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Soon after, Lange and the two little girls returned to the service area steadily.
"Are you sure you don't need us to take you home?" Lange asked Anya, who was like a little adult.
"Thank you, but no, my home is very close." Anya shook her head with a smile.
Then, with a serious attitude beyond her age, she made a request to Lango: "Can you tell me where your home is? When I go back, I will tell my grandpa what happened today, and he will Thank you."
"There's no need to thank you. If you want to see me in the future, just go to the New York Museum of Natural History in the evening."
"Uh-huh!"
Anya nodded vigorously, then trotted briskly and disappeared from their sight.
"Mouse's thanks?"
A faint smile appeared on the corner of Lange's mouth. He was definitely not preparing to send him some gold and silver treasures from the sewer.
In the evening, dusk is getting darker in Boston.
Following the address given by Amos, McQueen slowly stopped at the door of a white villa.
"It's said to be an academy, but why does it look like other people's homes?"
Lange glanced out the window. Outside was a four-story villa building. Although the area was not small, it could not be compared to the academy.
Just as he was about to get out of the car and press the doorbell, a low and steady sound of an engine broke the silence around him.
A stretch limousine slowly approached and eventually stopped alongside their vehicle, as if on purpose.
The car door opened gently, and a middle-aged couple, well-dressed and with an upper-class atmosphere in their manners, walked out gracefully.
Following closely behind was a little girl about the same age as Emma. She was wearing a black dress, black eye shadow, and even her lipstick was black!
What surprised Lango the most was that on the girl’s shoulder, there was a severed hand with a strange shape and crawling as flexibly as a spider!
(End of this chapter)