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"Three, two, one, one and I'm leaving, aren't you annoying?" Xiangzi winked and held up his finger, "Three, two..."

""one!""

Click.

Xiangzi turned the doorknob and pulled it in his direction. Miaomeng's soft whip hooked onto a loosely nailed wooden board. With a forceful pull, the two of them opened the gap between the warm little house and the torrential rain outside at the same time.

The gun blade was flung outside the moment the door opened, blocking the beast behind the door.

The rain was so heavy that it was hard to open one's eyes. If it weren't for a sliver of light peeking out from behind the shadows, Xiangzi wouldn't even have noticed the huge figure, more than two meters tall, standing at the doorway.

She could almost smell the foul breath coming from the mouths of wild beasts.

In the next instant, the blade cleaved through the rain curtain, creating a fleeting gap in the torrential downpour.

when--!

The claws collided with the gun blade, and the sparks that had just been thrown up were extinguished by the rain.

"Roar----!"

The beast in front of the door roared and swung its other paw at Xiangzi. It wanted to tear the petite girl in front of it to shreds with its claws, but suddenly found that it seemed to have no strength left.

The beast hesitated for a moment, but then it saw its own headless body.

The moment the gun blade was intercepted by the claws, Xiangzi pulled the trigger. The blade, which had just been deflected, gained new momentum. The fleeting silver light grazed the werewolf's neck before it could raise its other hand. By the time the werewolf tried to swing its claws, its brain was no longer able to send signals to its body.

The werewolf's head fell to the ground, half of it submerged in water.

thump!

The tall, headless corpse fell into the water, revealing several similar wild beasts behind it. The beasts surrounded Xiangzi, making wary grunts in their throats, their scarlet eyes standing out like warning lights in the heavy rain.

Xiangzi weighed the gun blade in his hand and wiped the wolf blood splattered on his face with the shawl of his raincoat.

Boom——!

A thunderclap exploded in the sky, illuminating the werewolves on the street.

Xiangzi looked around.

There are three werewolves around me, and two werewolves on Miaomeng's side.

As Xiangzi took a step forward, the blade of his gun pierced the heart of the werewolf closest to him, and the hairs on the back of his neck stood on end.

No... we have more than three on our side.

The fourth werewolf jumped down from the roof and flew straight towards Xiangzi, but at this moment Xiangzi's sword blade was still stuck in the bones of the first werewolf and he couldn't pull it out in time.

We have no choice but to temporarily abandon the gunblade.

Xiangzi let go and hid to the side.

The newly joined werewolf landed on top of its companion. The werewolf, who had been pierced through the heart and was on the verge of death, was directly crushed in the head by the newcomer. The skull made a teeth-grinding cracking sound and shattered into pieces like a watermelon. The contents inside spread out on the brick street that was slightly tilted to both sides with the rain.

Seeing that Xiangzi had lost his weapon, they became increasingly unrestrained in their actions.

One of them took a step forward and crashed into Xiangzi.

Xiangzi hunched her shoulders, her petite body nestled into the arms of the tall werewolf, spun around, and slammed her clenched fist into the werewolf's jaw.

L Dragon Fist!

Ah no.

That was just a very ordinary uppercut.

But that was enough for Xiangzi.

With a tiny amount of magic, Xiangzi's left hand recreated a pair of spiked metal gloves—these gloves had just been hanging on the rack in the hut, right next to the rack where Xiangzi hung her raincoat, and she had almost torn her clothes when she took them out.

At first, Xiangzi didn't pay much attention to the menacing-looking metal gloves, until she got closer to the werewolf and saw the wounds on the werewolf's chest and abdomen that were slowly healing. Suddenly, an idea struck her.

So she huddled into the werewolf's arms, delivered an uppercut to his jaw that left him stiff, then reappeared the metal gauntlet in her left hand, aimed at the wound on the werewolf's chest and abdomen, and stabbed it in hard.

The sensation of rotting flesh traveled through the metal glove, and Xiangzi felt as if he had grabbed something that was throbbing, so he forcefully pulled his hand away.

Thick, foul-smelling blood, along with a beating heart, was exposed to the rain.

Xiangzi casually tossed the heart to the ground and pushed the werewolf's body backward.

"Roar......"

The rain had clung to the wild beasts' fur, turning it into sharp spikes, and their hunched backs gleamed with a sickly sheen under the kerosene lamp.

These guys seemed to be intimidated by Xiangzi's brutal behavior just now, and they didn't surround him immediately, giving Xiangzi the opportunity to get his weapon.

Xiangzi ran to the monster with a gun blade stuck in its chest in a few steps, pulled out the gun blade, and then rushed towards the nearest target without stopping.

The boots created a beautiful splash of water, and the black raincoat almost blended into the night. Only the light from the kerosene lamp illuminated the inconspicuous silver light in his hand.

Xiangzi rushed up to a werewolf and raised his blade from bottom to top.

brush--!

Sharp claws tore through the hood and embedded themselves in Meowmon's skull, slicing Meowmon's head in half like cutting butter.

But just when the werewolf thought he had killed Meow Dream, the staff that had been split into a bladed whip wrapped around the neck of a beast. Meow Dream, with half of her head still recovering, stepped on the beast's shoulder and forcefully pulled the bladed whip around her opponent's neck.

The sickening sound of flesh and bone scraping against metal rang out. The werewolf looked in horror at its opponent, who should have been dead, and then its neck was torn off from its body by a long, bladed whip that felt like a meat grinder.

Miaomeng stood in the rain, clutching her torn-off head.

Her hood had long been torn to shreds by claws, and half of her recovering head was devoid of skin, revealing a row of white teeth and eyeballs exposed to the rain. Compared to the werewolves surrounding her, she perhaps looked more like a savage beast.

"Don't think you're the only ones who can recover." Miao Meng brushed aside the clumps of hair that were blocking her eyes and grinned at the wolf pack. "I haven't lost to anyone in this regard."

Boom——!

Another clap of thunder illuminated the entire street.

Three werewolf corpses already lay beside Xiangzi, but werewolves continued to appear.

Another werewolf jumped down from the roof and pounced on her from the left, its sharp claws grazing her earlobe and shaving off strands of hair that were stuck together by rain.

In Xiangzi's eyes, the rain seemed to slow down in the blink of an eye.

She clearly saw the werewolf attacking from the left fall into an inevitable state of paralysis after missing its first strike, and her own body moved before her brain even realized it, raising her foot to kick the werewolf's knee.

The moment the werewolf lost its balance, its head was positioned perfectly in a way that made it easy for Xiangzi to draw his knife, and the blade pierced into its protruding jaw from below.

However, if the blade were to be thrust in at such an angle, it would inevitably be stuck in the skull. Upon seeing this, another werewolf immediately pressed down on Xiangzi.

However, Xiangzi was not flustered at all; instead, a triumphant smile appeared on his lips.

Click.

Pulling the trigger ignited the Seed of Lamentation within the magazine, and the violent burst of flame blasted the werewolf's head to pieces. The gunblade, propelled by the explosive force of the bullet, swung towards the charging werewolf, instantly severing its second head.

The headless body fell onto its companion's body.

Xiangzi wiped the foul-smelling blood splattered on his face.

"call......."

Two more corpses lay scattered on the street, but the number of werewolves around them showed no sign of decreasing.

"Roar--!"

Just as Xiangzi was about to call for Miaomeng, she felt a tearing sound coming from the hem of her raincoat. She looked down and saw that the corner of her clothes had been torn by fangs, and the sound of the waterproof fabric tearing was mostly swallowed up by the sound of the rain.

Using the force of the tearing motion, Xiangzi stabbed the gun blade into its eye socket with his other hand. As the tip of the blade pierced the eye socket, it collided with the eye socket, making a sound that made one's teeth ache.

"This is never going to end!" Xiangzi roared in exasperation.

However, the wild beasts that had trapped them paid no heed to Xiangzi's complaints. As soon as one was killed, another immediately appeared, surrounding Xiangzi and Miaomeng.

Lightning illuminated the beasts' faces, and rainwater streamed down their festering gums, dripping into the rainwater that had been stained dark with blood.

Just as Xiangzi pulled the gun blade from the carcass of a wild animal, a strange noise came from the wolf pack.

A dull thud came from behind the wolf pack.

A figure several times larger than a werewolf occupied the entire street, smashing through several werewolves blocking its path like a truck.

It was a fat, burly human figure covered in bandages, holding a makeshift weapon made of several bricks stacked together, which he threw towards Xiangzi.

What's this new thing again?

Xiangzi's pupils suddenly shrank to their smallest size.

Neither the suddenly appearing giant nor the brick he threw had time to react.

She hastily recreated a metal shield and placed it in front of her, and in the next instant, her enormous figure collided with the metal shield.

A heavy, muffled thud echoed through the street.

Xiangzi was sent flying, shield and all.

The Tale of Reincarnation: The Path of Fall, the Road of No Return: Chapter 615 Internal Organ Strike

thump!

Xiangzi's figure flew towards the street corner, knocked over the street lamp in the middle, and finally crashed into the wall.

The moment of impact, his mouth was filled with the taste of rust. The kerosene lamp fell beside him, and the oil from the glass shade spilled onto his raincoat. It was quickly washed out by the rain, leaving behind an unpleasant smell of burnt plastic.

Xiangzi shook his head, which was still dizzy from the bump.

The muffled thuds continued in the rain, and when Xiangzi looked up, a huge shadow was already in front of her.

The werewolf's height was similar to that of the burly man in front of Xiangzi, but the werewolf was more slender and tended to crawl on the ground when moving. The burly man in front of him was nearly three meters tall, and his shoulders were much wider than the werewolf's. His thick, fatty muscles exuded a violent sense of power, as if he could crush Xiangzi's skull with a light grab.

It seems that's exactly what he wanted to do.

The burly man, who looked no longer human, reached out and grabbed Xiangzi's head.

However, at the very moment it raised its hand, about to exert force and grab it.

boom!

Xiangzi pulled the trigger of the pistol that had reappeared in his left hand.

The bullet flew from the barrel, piercing the rain and precisely striking the burly man's joint just as he was about to exert force. The violent impact interrupted his movements, and his massive body jolted.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, he used the blade of his gun in his right hand to make a cut across his fat belly, creating a gap large enough for a hand to slip through.

The M1911 in his left hand had somehow transformed into a metal claw again. Taking advantage of the moment when the burly man regained his mobility, Xiangzi reached his glove with the metal claw into the crack he had just cleaved open, repeating his old trick.

Xiangzi felt like he had grabbed a bunch of slippery things, but there was no bouncing sensation as he had imagined.

The distance is too far; I can't reach the heart.

Forget it, it doesn’t matter.

Bang!

The metal claws were pulled out of the wound in the abdomen, bringing with them a large pile of miscellaneous, unidentifiable internal organs. The foul-smelling liquid mixed with rainwater meandered in the cracks of the stone slabs, forming a murky mess whose color was indistinguishable.

"Roar--!"

The burly man let out a beast-like howl and knelt on the ground.

Even if Xiangzi didn't manage to pull out his heart, and he lost most of his internal organs, with his body churned up by the metal claws, it was no different from being dead.

Xiangzi raised his foot and stepped on the burly man's neck.

The cervical spine is misaligned, making a clicking sound.

The massive new enemy finally lost its motivation.

"Meow Dream—!"

At this moment, Xiangzi finally had the chance to call out to Miaomeng.

"This is going to go on forever! We have to leave quickly!"

She looked through the rain and saw that the wild beasts had formed a vacuum around the two of them.

Miao Meng looked far worse than herself; her clothes were tattered, and she was covered in blood and animal splatter. However, the number of corpses lying next to her was only about a third less than Xiangzi's.

The werewolves surrounding them hesitated for a moment in response to their brutality.

“I think so too!” Miaomeng replied.

The sound traveled through the rain, becoming muffled and indistinct.