"Ah! Ah!"
Blood spurted from his chest, and there was a shocking wound across his chest. Geek screamed in horror. He didn't understand why the werewolf, Tom's subordinate, would do this.
"Mr. Count, what's going on?"
Tom still sneered and said with sarcasm, "What are you doing, Ellen? Why did you cut his chest? The wound is as wide as your palm!"
The werewolf Tom brought with him was Ellen.
Ellen said indifferently, "Master, the bastard is too hateful. I can't help but..."
With a livid face and sweating heavily, Geek's chest was peeled off, but it was not a serious injury. The pain made him grimace and he shouted with resentment, "Mr. Tom, please punish this reckless werewolf! How dare he hurt me! It's just a werewolf fighter! Mr. Tom, please let him die!"