It seemed as if Sun Fan had eyes on his back; his body slightly crouched, dodging the central werewolf's sharp teeth and then suddenly arching his waist. His arms grabbed the werewolf's lower limbs, using it like a giant pendulum and slammed it on the ground with a crash, its head battered and bleeding, breathing out more than in.
Afterward, he took out two barbecue forks tucked at his waist and thrust them toward the two wolves pouncing in front of him and the werewolf behind him.
"Aow~~"
The two werewolves let out miserable cries, scaring the nearby werewolves enough for their pupils to contract and a hint of fear to appear in their eyes.
