Chapter 641: Chapter 641 Hunger Chapter 641: Chapter 641 Hunger The hazy moonlight filtered through the broken roof, clearly revealing dozens of pairs of glowing green eyes staring at him.
Erlaizi sat up in fright, cowering in the corner of the bed, trembling uncontrollably all over. At last, he knew what it was that had been tearing at the door! It turned out to be a wolf pack, trying to chew through the door to eat him!
Erlaizi also regretted it too late. If he had discovered them earlier, there might have been a chance to escape. Now, his room was packed with hungry wolves, and their gaze upon him spoke of unspeakable hunger.
“Help! Help!” Erlaizi tried to attract his neighbors’ attention with his cries for help.
However, he had barely shouted twice.
One of the wolves at the forefront, growing impatient, crouched on its two front paws, and suddenly leaped onto the bed and onto Erlaizi…
“Get off, get off.” At first, Erlaizi was able to fight the wolf a little. Gradually, he was torn and bitten all over, bleeding profusely.
A smell of blood began to spread throughout the room.
Seeing this, the other wolves, as if injected with adrenaline, began frantically leaping onto the bed as well…
Continuous screams echoed from inside the house.
The villagers, who had already fallen into deep sleep, were awakened by this chilling series of screams. They got up, threw on their clothes, lit their oil lamps, and wanted to go out to see what was happening.
Inside the room, as the wolves were feasting fervently, a series of cat cries suddenly came from behind.
Erlaizi on the bed was already silent, it was unclear if he was dead or alive.
The hungry wolves turned around, with fresh blood dripping from their jaws, and saw a little fluffy yellow cat standing at the door of the house, fiercely meowing at them.
“Aooow!” The wolf pack bared their sharp teeth, growling viciously at Little Tiger.
Little Tiger understood them. The wolves were looking down on him, really thinking he was just a little kitty. It seemed like they also wanted to eat him.
Suddenly, the creature that had just been meowing like a cat, let out the roar of a mighty tiger, its entire body suddenly grew larger. At this point, it was no longer Little Tiger, but a full-grown adult tiger.
The wolf pack panicked, shrinking back in fear…
Though wolves are ferocious creatures, the tiger is the king of the mountain, and upon sight of it, the wolves quaked with terror.
Little Tiger slowly walked into the room, exuding a majestic and murderous aura. At this moment, his figure was tall and formidable, no longer the adorable kitten from before.
There was another window in the room through which the wolves tried to escape in a stumble. But the wolf pack was too many, the space at the window too small. Those who were fast escaped their fate, while the slower ones were torn in half by the tiger.
When the villagers from Mo Family Village arrived, carrying torches, they were met with this scene: chaos inside the room, riddled with wolf corpses, blood splattered everywhere.
Little Tiger returned to his small, docile form, quietly squatting in the corner by the door.
On the blood-soaked bed lay a bloody, skeletal human figure surrounded by scraps of cloth.
The scene was too horrible to behold. The villagers’ scalps tingled at the sight. They said they’d lived for decades and never seen such a ghastly scene.
“My goodness! What on earth happened here!”
After a long while, someone finally let out a cry of alarm.
“Oh no, there’s been a murder!” Once they came to their senses, someone panicked, dropped the torch they were holding, and started screaming.