C17 A Toad Craving for Swan Meat

Wearing a suit coming to the bar, either a skin monster or a Muggle, these words were said by Dong Fang and Chen Faang. However, it was obvious that this foreigner in front of them was neither of them, because he was also wearing sunglasses.

Then, he was here to cause trouble.

In Chen Faang's impression, he had never seen this person before. He was not clear about this person's origins, but this did not affect his displeasure with this person.

"Yes, but I don't know if you dare to drink it." Chen Faang squinted his eyes and picked up his wine cup.

"There really is nothing in China, my Bu langni does not dare to do that. However, if you do not know what to say, then don't blame me for tearing your mouth open and breaking your hands."

"Hur hur."

Chen Faang scoffed at the threat the French man Bu langni posed. He smashed the Black Pine Dew in front of Bu langni and poured it into a wine cup.

In the end, he sprinkled some of the brick powder that Chen Faang had just crushed with her nails and used a fire engine to ignite the blue flames on the wine cup. She then handed the cup of 'Mudskin Toad wants to Eat Swan Meat' to Bu langni.

Bu langni's face was ashen, he completely understood the meaning behind Chen Faang mixing wine.

The Black Pine Dew on the bottom of the glass, which was protected by the Chinese Maotai and Old White were swans, and the French Fennel Wine on the upper layer was considered bad trash even by the homeless people in the dirtiest and most chaotic commoner district in France, not to mention the Black Lotus Seed Heart of France and the unknown red powder on the bottom of the cup that was added by the Chen Faang.

At this moment, the French Bu langni, who was not afraid of anything in China, felt the Chinese idiom, it was hard to stop halfway. Originally, he thought that the Young Master had given him a relaxing job, he did not expect it to be so troublesome, after hesitating for a long time, he could not imagine what would happen to his body after drinking this cup.

Bu langni extended his hand to grab Chen Faang's wine cup, but realized that he did not have any intention of letting go.

"I've said it before, it's not that easy to drink my wine. Earlier, you said that if I can't get it out, you would break my hand and tear my mouth apart. Now, if you can't drink my wine, then I will return the request twice as easily."

"Hmph."

Bu langni stared angrily at Chen Faang who was squinting his eyes. The veins on his arm that was holding onto the wine cup bulged, his five fingers were like steel bars, desperately trying to pull the 'toad meat that wants to eat the swan' in Chen Faang's hands towards him, but Chen Faang's hands did not move at all.

The surrounding customers who came to buy wine also noticed this scene and started to spectate in groups of twos and threes.

There were even some new humans who could tell that this foreign man's strength was not ordinary. Based on his aura and the degree of chaos in the surrounding spiritual energy, they were able to deduce that he was an expert who had been immersed in the Intermediate Battlemaster realm for many years. However, this bartender didn't feel any spiritual energy on his body.

Qin Si also stopped what she was doing. Looking at Chen Faang and Bu langni, her eyes turned, no one knew what she was thinking.

The deadlock had already lasted for almost half a minute, but Chen Faang still looked as if he was having it easy, while Bu langni could not hold on any longer, and his wine cup was slowly being pulled back.

"Howl."

Bu langni roared out, all the muscles in his body started to flip outwards, the nails on his hands became long and black, the beard on his face grew even longer, his nose went up, his lips stuck out, and his teeth became longer and sharper.

Originally, because the two of them possessed balanced power, the wine cup did not change at all. Even when it was slowly pulled back by Chen Faang, the wine cup did not fluctuate at all.

However, the moment the Bu langni changed, the wine cup suddenly cracked, and white lines extended out in all directions.

"Damn, this guy, he, he's a werewolf!"

Only a few customers were paying attention to the cracks on the wine cup. Most of them recognized the second form of the werewolf, the human wolf, after seeing the changes in the Bu langni.

Although so many years had passed since the start of the new world and many secret realms, underworld clans, sects, and species had appeared in various countries, to be able to see a werewolf in the northern cities of China still shocked everyone.

"I heard that when a werewolf transforms into his pure wolf form, he will go berserk and lose his mind. He will be extremely bloodthirsty. Will this guy …"

The spectating customers could not help but spread out a little, but the matter on the bar counter gradually attracted more people. The people on the dance floor also gradually walked over, causing the number of people in the crowd to increase, and the number of people surrounding the werewolf Bu langni slowly decreased.

The music on the stage stopped. Uncle Dongfang and Ruan Qi also realized that something was wrong. They pushed past the crowd and walked over.

Only the Chen Faang did not panic. It was as if they had already known this would happen.

There was still no change to his hand, but the crack on the wine cup had stopped expanding, and once again, moved away from Bu langni's hand.

Bu langni's teeth were about to shatter, the suit on his body slowly cracked, revealing his hard fur, his body expanded even more, his face had lost all signs of life, the sunglasses that he was wearing had already fallen to the ground.

"Aooo …"

He raised his head and roared. The crowd was in complete chaos as his aura blew over a large area of the crowd. His gaze was bloodshot, and saliva dripped from the corner of his mouth.

"Heavens! This is the werewolf's third form. Run! He's going to go berserk! I don't want to die here!"

It was unknown who shouted first, but the crowd became even more chaotic and began to push and shove, shouting as they rushed out.

"Well, the East is right. French men aren't romantic at all."

Right now, he was like a child in front of Bu langni who was three meters tall. The Bu langni who was about to complete his berserk transformation had the fighting strength of a Upper Ranker, the moment he completed his wolf form, everyone in the bar would be spared.

He was a cultivator and trained in the Ancient Desolation Divine Skill, "Destiny's Descending Mantra". As long as he did not want to, the surrounding people would not be able to feel his spirit energy at all, and there would also be differences in spirit energy and spirit energy, just like the difference between diesel and gasoline.

Cultivators use spiritual energy, and new humans absorb spiritual energy.

His spirit energy surrounded Bu langni, preventing his spirit energy from harming these innocent customers. His left hand formed a claw, ready to strike forward. He wanted to subdue the werewolf in front of him.

However, there was actually someone faster than him.

"Wuwuwu."

Three whistles rang, and the gigantic Bu langni was suddenly strangled by the necklace on his neck. The metal necklace was like Great Sage Sun's band as it tightly stuck itself into the Bu langni's flesh, flashing with purple electric arcs from time to time.

Bu langni cried out in pain, his body gradually shrinking as he returned to his human form. However, the suit on his body had already become a piece of cloth, the hand holding the wine cup had loosened, the pain making him want to pull the necklace off.

"Young master, please spare my life! I won't dare to do it again, I won't ever do it again!"

Bu langni apologized and apologized.

A young man dressed in casual attire and wearing gold-rimmed glasses walked over. He put down the whistle in his mouth, his left hand was holding a bunch of dewy "blue demoness" roses, and his right hand was slapping Bu langni on the face.

"Useless thing, I want to embarrass myself. If you hurt my beautiful lady, I will chop you into pieces and scram to the side!"

After the person had subdued the Bu langni, he shouted to the people around him.

"Everyone, please stay here. I, Chai Bu Duo, did not properly lock up my own servant, and have disturbed everyone. I will take all of your expenses today as compensation. I hope you can give me some face. How about it?"

The scattered customers all calmed down when they heard Qian Bu's words.

"Oh, I was wondering why such a rare werewolf would appear here. So it's Young Master Qian's servant."

"It was really a false alarm. Luckily, young master Qian arrived in time to save us all."

"Young Master Qian is indeed worthy of being the son of a famous sect. He even wants to invite all of us? How can we be embarrassed?" Waiter, bring me a bottle of the best wine! "

The surrounding customers seemed to have forgotten that the "good man" Qian Bu Duo was the wolf-man servant that they were referring to, and he almost sacrificed everything in blood.

Qian Bu Duo smiled with satisfaction, he looked at Chen Faang behind the counter, the corners of his mouth raised, and then turned his gaze towards Yue Yang. He was still looking worriedly at whether or not Chen Faang was injured.