C19 Two Tough Guys

Old White and Turner leaned their backs against each other and looked at the few demon wolves that were pacing back and forth in front of them vigilantly. Their strong muscles were already covered in wolf blood as if they were watered.

They were already very tired. The daggers in their hands could not even penetrate the hide of the demon wolves.

"Old White, are you alright?"

Old White gasped for breath. After all, he was old. This kind of high-intensity continuous battle was already quite difficult for him.

"Don't worry, I won't die for a while!" Old White said stubbornly.

"After taking care of these demon wolves, we will be able to survive! Hehe, I'm very happy to fight side by side with you!" Turner laughed at this moment. His blood red face made his teeth appear incomparably white.

"En, live on. For my daughter!"

"Survive, for my sister!"

At this moment, the two burly men were not thinking about living on for themselves, but about the two girls that they loved the most.

The five demon wolves barked at the same time and pounced towards Old White and Turner.

This was the round that would decide the outcome of the battle. The tired Old White and Turner both roared loudly, stimulating their own fighting spirit.

If they could not resist this impact, perhaps the two of them would become the food of the wolf pack, let alone protecting Alice and Ivy.

However, just as a trace of despair suddenly appeared in Old White's heart, a dull gunshot rang in his ears.

The demon wolf in front of him let out a miserable howl and its head was mercilessly blown off.

Old White smiled because he already knew that Morgan had returned.

One after another, gunshots rang out. From time to time, demon wolves would fall. The last two demon wolves looked at each other and actually gave up on attacking. They fled into the depths of the forest.

Old White and Turner leaned against each other and sat on the ground. They were so tired that they could not speak.

Morgan carried his sniper rifle and came in front of the two of them. He looked at them with a smirk on his face. "Hehe, I didn't expect the two of you to still be alive!"

Turner turned his head to look at Morgan: "Where is my sister?"

"Don't worry, Ivy is fine. I have already sent her back to the chariot. They are already on the way back to the protection zone!"

"Haha, so that's how it is. I realized that I have begun to like you, but if you dare to have any ideas about Ivycius, I will definitely beat you until you find your teeth all over the ground!"

Old White shook his head and stood up with difficulty, "I've told you before, don't join your Viper Squad. You still haven't given up. Look at the first time you came out to carry out a mission, you almost lost your life. Sigh!"

Morgan helped the strong Old White up, "All right, Uncle White. If it was not for the help of the Viper Squad's warriors, the two of us might have died here this time. Be content!"

The three of them supported each other as they walked out of the forest. Morgan suddenly seemed to have thought of something, "Where's the alpha wolf?"

White and Turner had forgotten about the head wolf's existence. It was an F-class Demonic Beast. If they brought this F-class Demonic Beast back, it would be enough to sell for more than a dozen G-class Demonic Beasts.

But in their eyes, there was no sign of the head wolf.

"Forget it. In any case, this alpha wolf is already injured. It won't be too late to come and hunt him after we go back and recover our spirit!" Old White said.

"I really don't believe that you guys can kill an F-class demonic beast. Just brag about it!" Turner said disdainfully.

"You're right."

The three of them walked out of the forest in a sorry state, and only returned to the protected area after walking for a few hours. Fortunately, they had Morgan's sniper rifle, so they could not get close to those mutated rats and ferocious wild rabbits. Otherwise, even if the three of them escaped the pursuit of the wolf pack, they would still be killed by the mutated rats and ferocious wild rabbits in the wilderness.

There were less than ten people left in the entire Viper Squad. Viper's heart ached so much that it was bleeding.

The rest of the soldiers were also waiting at the entrance of the protection area for the return of the three of them. This was especially true for Ivy because she was waiting for the two men that she was concerned about.

Before nightfall, the three of them finally appeared under the searchlights. When Ivy saw the three of them staggering over, she could not help but burst into tears once again.

The remaining warriors of the Viper Squad all stared blankly at the three men who had just returned from the bloodbath. They all knew what kind of battle the three of them had experienced.

In their eyes, they were just three heroes who had returned in defeat.

The searchlight's light shone on their bodies, making their shadows elongate. The three of them had walked for nearly ten minutes for a distance of a hundred meters. It could be seen how exhausted they were as they fell to the ground.

Captain Locke stood on the city wall and looked at White and Turner, who were covered in blood. He frowned tightly, "The two of them are still alive? Look at the G-class Demon Wolves on their war chariot. This time, the Viper Squad seems to have suffered a huge loss!"

"They're the only ones left in the Viper Squad. Let's see how they can still be so arrogant in the future! Hmph!" One of the Level One soldiers sneered.

"Idiot, as long as White and Turner are still together, they will be even more arrogant than before. Hurry up and make a phone call and ask when the Metahuman will arrive!"

"Yes, captain!"

Locke fiercely looked at the Viper Squad that had gathered on the ground. There were only 7, 8, and 9 people left, and there would definitely not be more than ten people.

However, the combat strength of these ten people was even stronger than the combat strength of the previous thirty people.

Turner looked at the five to six warriors in front of him in surprise and asked in a panic, "Where are those warriors?"

"Didn't you see their corpses when you came?"

Turner turned his head and looked at Morgan. "No wonder you took us so far!"

"Yes, I was afraid that you wouldn't be able to bear it after seeing them, so I took you around their corpses!"

"Ah! No, I have to go back and bring all of them back so that I can bury them properly!" Turner seemed to be very excited, and his tired body suddenly burst with strength. He walked towards the war chariot.

White hugged Turner's neck, "Calm down. If you go back now, you won't be able to get anything. At this time, the demonic beast has already started to move around. Even if you drive the war chariot back, you will still be sending yourself to death!"

Turner suddenly turned around and pushed White away. "Scram! Those are my brothers!" Following that, tears flowed out of the eyes of the tough guy Turner. In an instant, he sobbed silently.

At this time, Ivy walked over and said, "Brother, calm down. Calm down? Now you going to the Demon Beast Forest is equivalent to sending yourself to death. Do you understand? ? If you die, what about me?" After saying that, Ivy hugged Turner from behind, "This world is cruel to begin with. Those soldiers are already in the past. Don't think about cherishing these brothers in front of you anymore!"

Turner stopped walking and did not say anything else. His eyes were filled with tears, the tears of a hero.