My High School as a Werewolf

He sat at the dining table, with the top steak made of Black Angus beef in front of him, and the glass filled with Pauillac red wine next to him.

He was a person who understood enjoyment and was willing to enjoy life.

A man should be independent at the age of thirty and at forty, one began to be immune from perplexities. He had already passed the age of being immune from perplexities and he knew exactly what he wanted.

The privately-made suits were straight and fit, and the Vacheron Constantin's platinum watch shined in the light.

His hands with knives and forks were white and slender, noble and flexible, and it looked like a pair of hands that were born to play the piano. Perhaps no one would think that these hands had been stained with numerous human's lifeblood.

He was not slow to eat, but he just gave people an elegant impression.

After using the knife and fork flexibly to cut the steak into small pieces, he forked up slowly, stuffed it into the mouth, chewed carefully and swallowed slowly. He was refined and learned, leisure and gentle.

During the meal, he felt a burning sight fall on himself. He raised his head and saw the opposite dining table. A blond, fair-skinned woman was peeking at him from time to time.

The corner of his mouth raised slightly, and he put down his knife and fork slowly. With his slender fingers holding the stemware, he raised it towards the girl on the opposite side, and then took a shallow sip.

The girl's beautiful face was blushing, and her eyes glowed with affection. She slowly lowered her head, pretending to continue eating inadvertently.

The smile on his face deepened.

He was not a European and had a pure Asian face.

His figure was not tall and strong, and compared with most European men, it was even a little thin.

But he knew exactly what his charm was.

Mature and stable, rich and elegant, these were his charms.

The girl across the table scored eighty in his heart.

She was like in her thirties which was the age he liked. And she was tall and had a bumpy figure, which was the figure he liked. As for her appearance, it could also be called beautiful and charming.

The most crucial point was that she was single, just like him. This was important.

France, known as the romantic capital, He thought that tonight would be a wonderful night.

He picked up the napkin and wiped the corners of his mouth gently. As soon as he prepared to get up and walked over, the phone in his pocket vibrated out of time.

He frowned secretly, his already raised figure slowly retracted, and he took the phone out of his pocket.

Unlocked and tapped the message.

"Jason, someone has posted your information."

Jason was his codename, and in his private phone, few people called him by the name 'Jason'.

Brie was one of his few friends who knew his past and his present.

He stood up and dialed the phone.

Seeing him get up, the face of the girl on the opposite was even more rosy, looking at him intently.

He smiled slightly at her, but instead of walking over, he went straight to the back door of the restaurant.

The call was connected after a short time.

"Who betrayed me?"

"I do not know."

"How much information has been published?"

"All. Everything I know, there are some other things I don't know ..."

"How long?"

"An hour ago."

"......"

"Jason, I can only wish you good luck."

"Ha ha!" He smiled, and said with a deep gaze: "See you in hell, Brie." After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone decisively.

He knew well, once the identity of a person like him had been exposed, what he would face next.

All his enemies would use his current identity to find the mobile phone he was using, and then used his mobile phone to locate his current location.

An hour was enough for his enemy to find him.

Facts had proved that his guess was correct. It was too late for him to leave the restaurant at this time.

When he walked to the hallway where the back door of the restaurant was located, the back door opened suddenly, and there walked in quickly from the outside two burly and beefy men.

A black-haired man and a blonde man, both were Europeans with profound facial features.

He saw the two strong men, and the two tough men also saw him.

At that moment, the time seemed to stand still, with both sides standing on the same spot, and no one was moving.

Without warning, he took the lead and rushed to the black-haired man's front, raised his knees, and slammed his chest.

The black-haired man raised his arms to block, and with a loud bang, he shook his body and took two steps backwards.

Without waiting for the other party to fight back, he jumped in front of them again.

The mobile phone in his hand was pushed forward and was just inserted into the mouth of black-haired man. And then he immediately punched out, the entire mobile phone was ruined by him and was hit into the opponent's throat.

The black-haired man covered his neck with his hands, his face flushed red. He leaned against the wall, and slid on the ground, and then the person stopped moving in no time.

His identity had already been revealed, and his mobile phone was useless to him, on the contrary, perhaps it would become a medium for the enemies to track him.

The blonde man roared and rushed over his companion's body.

While flashing to the side to avoid, he quickly pulled a pen out of his pocket and waved his arm sideways. Poof, the tip of the pen was inserted into the neck of the blond man, and half of the pen was inserted.

The blond man staggered forward two steps, his body slumped softly on the ground.

As fast as it could be, the two burly giants turned into two dead bodies in a blink of an eye.

He didn't take a second look, pushed open the back door of the restaurant, and walked out quickly.

Outside the back door, there was a small alley. There were no street lights, and all in the dark.

He walked out a few steps, but suddenly, there projected powerful beams of light from the entrance and the end of the lane at the same time.

The four cars which stuck in the entrance and the end of the lane respectively lit up their headlights at the same time, illuminating the alley like daylight.

At the same time, dozens of burly men in black walked in from the entrance and the end of the lane, sandwiching him.

The sharp machetes appeared in people's hands, shining with dazzling cold light in the machete blade.

He looked at the people in front of him, then at the people behind him, and slowly raised his hands to unbutton the suit.

Wow...

All the burly men in black made move together, and one of them took the lead to rush to his front.

He moved his figure, and raised his arms outwards, and his suit jacket was thrown out by him, which just covered the man's head.

Then he jumped up, and when he fell, his elbow slammed down violently.

Click!

His elbow was hitting exactly on the top of that man's head, and the sound of the crumbling of that man's neck bone was particularly harsh.

After landing, he rolled to the side, dodged the knife cut from the slope, and picked up the machete that fell on the ground at the same time.

He rolled to the corner of the wall, and his body stopped against the wall, while in his front there came three machetes.

He stretched the machete in his hand and fought up with all his strength. Bang, Bang, Bang! With three crisp sounds, there appeared a few sparks in the air.

Without waiting for the opponent to retract the machete, he continuously stretched out his feet, and kicked on the belly of the three big men respectively.

Taking the opportunity of the staggering back of the opponents, he chased forward and waved the machete to the left and right.

The two big men on the left and right sides couldn't dodge in time and fell to the ground. The burly man in the middle of them was just about to hack him, but Jason's figure flickered to the side of the man. And during this movement, he wiped the big man's neck with the sharp machete.

hiss......

Scarlet blood spurted out. Before the body fell to the ground, he kicked this body from sideways and kicked it into the crowd behind.

Bang!

A large group of burly men who rushed from the end of the lane were hit by the dead body.Then he stepped forward, stabbed with a machete, and the blade mercilessly entered the chest of a big man.

Fast, accurate, and ruthless, the three key points of martial arts had been used to the extreme by him.

Every move of his machete was a killing trick, and every move was towards the weakest and most unexpected vital part of the enemies.

The fierce fighting between the two parties was officially launched in the alley, and the blood arrows were sprayed from time to time during this hot battle.