"Boss, I finally learned the magical mantra of purifying the body." Seeing Li walking down from the room upstairs, Locke happily reported the good news to him. Hearing this sentence, Li's steps downstairs obviously stopped for a moment, and almost fell from the upper floor. He squeezed out a smile on his face and said to the excited Locke: "Very good, Locke, it took half a year to learn this magical mantra, which means you are still destined to be with the Dao." "Yes, I also think so, although it is too difficult to understand than those simple body refining techniques, but after many times I endured the efforts of sleeping, I still learned it. Uncle Fu also praised me and said I learned it.

It's enough to know this, let me practice more." Uncle Fu really couldn't stand it. Li looked at Locke with a proud look and thought to himself, if Uncle Fu wasn't really a pity for your strong physical qualifications, he wouldn't have created a method to tattoo the magic mantra of the world and the golden light mantra on his body. What a great motivation. Uncle Fu was simply consecrated you as a magic weapon. If other magic mantras were not used to refine the mind, Uncle Fu would probably have tattooed them all on you. You have learned the magic mantra of a few dozen words for half a year. No wonder Uncle Fu didn't plan to teach you other magic mantras, and Li kept complaining in his heart.

"Okay, Locke, get familiar with the body-cleaning magic spell, and it will probably be used soon. The bad feeling in my heart is getting stronger and stronger." Li turned his head and asked Jessica: "How is that girl?" Jessica walked over and hugged Li to give him a fragrant kiss. "I used the calming pill for her, and the Jingxin magic spell you put in before, it's nothing serious. I woke up for a while and talked to me that she was deceived by human traffickers from Europe. She used to live in the countryside, and her thoughts were a little simple." Jessica smiled bitterly. As a legendary werewolf, she would actually be kidnapped by human traffickers. This simplicity is really not a little bit. "I used some calming fragrance again. It should be enough for her to wake up again. Tina is taking care of her now."

Li nodded, put one hand on Jessica and signaled everyone to sit down, and the other hand was still playing with Yuhuan, and said, "Locke, the Irish Gang has suffered a lot this time. Although the third brother of the Duff brothers is still alive, after all, his two brothers were in power before, so take as many blocks as possible, but don't use too fierce means to drive them away." Locke thought for a while: "Boss, if that happens, our gains may not be great. The Russian Gang and the Skeleton Gang are not so human, and they will definitely rob them crazy.

Li showed his elegant smile again, "Isn't that better? The more they make a fuss, the more attention they can attract, so that we can make things easier. There have been so many vicious cases in a row, the police's eyes will definitely be staring at the most fierce gang. Since someone helped us to take the thunder, it is appropriate to give them some benefits. Moreover, it is not certain whether they can get this benefit in the end." Locke touched his bald head clearly, turned around and picked up the phone and ordered. Others also asked Li for advice on the problems in his practice.

Time passed by minute by minute. Li suddenly stopped playing with Yuhuan, looked at the roof and gate of the warehouse, and smiled and said, "Everyone is ready, the guest is here." As soon as he finished speaking, there was a loud bang, and the gate of the warehouse flew in. The blonde man Finley walked in with two big men, shouting with anger: "Take Liana over, otherwise you all will die!"

Li spread his hands and smiled gently: "I think we can have a good talk, right? The legendary race." Finley's eyes sterned and began to change: "I know our identity and dare to kidnap Liana. It seems that you are not ordinary people, come on! Oh!!!!" The three of them instantly turned into tall werewolfs and rushed over. At the same time, with two loud noises, two big holes were broken on the roofs on both sides. Four werewolf jumped in from the hole in groups, then saw the scene clearly, and rushed towards the middle. After Li's reminder, everyone present was not surprised at all, and faced the werewolf in their own direction and met them.

The first thing to act was Locke. The bald giant man smirked and waved his fists to Finley face to face. The golden werewolf curled his lips disdainfully, and a black werewolf beside him flew over the first place. However, less than a second, the guy flew back at a faster speed, broke through a wall and flew into a room. Finley looked at the wall in surprise, turned his head and looked at Locke solemnly. Seeing that he used only one left arm to mount another werewolf's arms, and then punched him quickly on the face. He flew backwards like his previous brothers and fell into a coma. Locke double

The fist collided with a loud bang, and he looked at Finley with a grim smile: "Come on, boy, let Dad Locke call you, look at your appearance, you should be higher than the two of them, don't let Dad Locke down." As Locke said, Finley actually saw the blue-black tattoo on his body emitting a slight golden light. Finley couldn't help but be more cautious, moved his footsteps lightly, and his figure was slightly bowed. The young wolf king began to accumulate strength in his body and was about to launch an attack. When Locke saw this, he burst into laughter and rushed over. The whistling fist wind blew the debris next to him.

However, this rapid punch was empty, Finley disappeared. Before Locke could react, two huge pains came from behind, followed by a heavy blow, which also hit him into a wall. With a thunderous sound, before Finley could further investigate, Locke stood up from the pile of ruins. The two rows of claw prints behind him were interlaced, and the blood marks under the T-shirt were healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. Finley's eyes were straight at that time. His claws could grab special steel, and they could only leave two shallow blood marks on Locke. Is this a shrunk version of Titan, or a bald version of Achilles! Locke moved on.

The sound of the crackling bones on his neck was clearly heard. He looked down and took a look. He tore off his rag-like T-shirt, revealing a tattoo with golden light. He turned around and grinned at Finley: "Good boy, it's the first time he has been practicing for so long that someone can hurt me. It's a good job. Come on, let's have fun." After that, he raised his hand and a piece of cement that he had grabbed in his hand was thrown like a baseball thrown by a professional baseball player. Finley quickly lowered his head and avoided by a slight difference. A thud and Tina's annoyed voice came from behind him, "Locke, this is my enemy, you don't need your help."

Before he could see who he hit behind him, Finley had already fought with Locke. Locke used the army's fighting skills, head, hands, knees, feet, elbows, and all over his body were weapons that could kill people. Finley used the most primitive beast culling skills. The limbs and teeth were combined with these skills, but they were natural and powerful. After more than five minutes of fighting, Finley started to sweat on his head. What kind of monster is this? His strange power, defense, lethality, and physical strength are all top-notch. If it weren't for the slightly inferior agility, Finley would have been beaten down long ago. And judging from Locke's posture, there was no sign of decline in this state. If Finley had not been in a werewolf form, he would have planned to swear.

The werewolf elder Scott stood on the second floor and looked at the battlefield below and was sweating coldly. Where did these monsters come from? The bald giant Locke would not mention it. Finley, who was wandering all the way, could still say that he had a tie with him. The big black man who used cement bamboo shoots to trap the feet of other people and turned into stones and punched him one by one, and what was the big black man? The petite little girl with a black hair that only reached the chest of other people held a big ice lump larger than herself and smashed her into the werewolf who fainted in front of her? And the blond girl, where did she summon the huge vines, tied up the two of his tribes into a solid state.

.What's wrong with this world? Is this filming the Fantastic Four? X-Men? Are the witch hunters now more like monsters than us? Their leader hasn't taken action yet. Speaking of the leader, by the way, what about the black-haired man sitting on the sofa just now? When the elder hurriedly raised his head and was about to search around, a slow voice behind him rang out: "Haha, old man, don't be nervous, I've been up for a while. I wonder, are there any misunderstandings between us? We have no malice towards you, why do you want to fight and kill as soon as you come up?" "Hmph." The elder turned his head and was about to speak, but something happened next.

A silver shadow flew out from a room, of course, it was the window. Li glanced at it, grinned, and wrote a note on the Great Elders and the others. A beautiful silver werewolf stopped in front of Finley, and opened his arms and shouted loudly: "Stop! Brother, don't beat me, they saved me, you can't repay you with grudges!" Looking at Locke and the others who stopped, Finley looked bitter. Sister, please see clearly whether it's okay, who was hitting whom. Suddenly, he stared at his sister with wide eyes, and slowly turned into a human form.
Chapter completed!