CHAPTER 1236: CHAPTER 841: THE BUREAU_2

Originally, Liu Hun thought this would be an extremely simple and easy task, but just as his power entered the other person’s head, the body of the man in black began to change immediately.

Seeing this, Liu Hun stepped back two steps, looking somewhat strangely at the leader in black before him.

"If you plan to run away, I believe you can’t even get ten steps away. You’ll end up just like those who were chasing you before, so my personal advice is to stay put. It’s a good thing for you." As Liu Hun gazed at the black-clad leader in front of him, the middle-aged man behind him was planning to slip away quietly.

However, as Liu Hun’s voice fell, the middle-aged man’s face showed a trace of embarrassment. He stopped and sat back down, somewhat frustrated.

He knew, with his abilities, if this mysterious young man didn’t want him to leave, he really couldn’t leave. So now, his only way out was to wait.

But now, he felt a bit regretful. Had he known, he wouldn’t have told this guy so many things earlier, only to end up with trouble for himself.

"He probably has werewolf genes inside him. You just injected power into his body, which stimulated his genes, so you should be careful from now on." The seated middle-aged man explained to Liu Hun, looking somewhat depressed at the changing leader in black.

"I didn’t expect such things to really exist in the West. I used to think the old man was just bluffing. But if a werewolf sneaks into the Central Intelligence Agency, how would the people at the CIA feel about it?" As Liu Hun spoke, the corner of his mouth lifted slightly. He pulled out his phone and began recording the scene in front of him.

In a previous life, there was a time Liu Hun followed the old man to the West and saved a middle-aged man from the CIA. At that time, Liu Hun heard from the old man that this man was the director of the CIA, and back then, Liu Hun got along quite well with him.

So Liu Hun knew a lot about the CIA. Werewolves and vampires were not allowed to enter the CIA, according to its rules. Anyone who disobeys would be handed over to prison.

"Kid, you’re courting death. And once you’re all dead, no one will know about this!" The werewolf in front was halfway through transforming, his clothes already torn by his bulging muscles, revealing terrifying muscles and sharp fangs; yet his eyes were still filled with hatred, as if wishing to tear Liu Hun to pieces.

"If you think that way, you’re gravely mistaken. We have a saying in Huaxia: one should not be overconfident, because it leads to arrogance." Liu Hun shrugged his shoulders, speaking to the werewolf in front of him with a hint of lament.

A few seconds later, the werewolf in front finally completed its transformation, turning into a gigantic beast, standing about two meters tall, with extremely sharp claws on all four limbs.

"No wonder I couldn’t extract memories from your mind. So this is why. But it doesn’t matter. Once you’re dead, there’s still a living person. I can get the information from his mouth, so you have to depart first." Liu Hun said regretfully.

But just as his words fell, the werewolf howled to the sky. In the next moment, it charged towards Liu Hun, to which Liu Hun stood still without any movement.

"Your bugs are useless against him. If you don’t kill him today, we might both end up dead here." The middle-aged man behind Liu Hun couldn’t help but remind him, seeing that Liu Hun had no intention of making a move.

Despite his reminder, Liu Hun continued standing there as if he hadn’t heard anything, his face carrying a slight smile.

Upon witnessing this, the middle-aged man’s face changed slightly. He had already reminded Liu Hun, yet Liu Hun remained indifferent. If Liu Hun were killed here, he wouldn’t be able to escape the werewolf’s claws either. But the critical point was that if Liu Hun didn’t die, he couldn’t escape, as he still feared Liu Hun’s terrifying bugs.

"Swish!" As the man transformed into a werewolf, his speed and strength were enormously enhanced, and since the distance between the two was short, he reached Liu Hun in the blink of an eye.

Just as he extended his sharp claws to shred Liu Hun, a cold flash suddenly streaked through the dark night. Liu Hun swung his hand, grasped a dagger in his palm, and mercilessly slashed at the werewolf’s neck.

This scene was completed in just an instant, so quickly that the middle-aged man behind Liu Hun couldn’t even see how Liu Hun did it. The next moment, the werewolf’s body paused in front of Liu Hun.

The sharp claws still exuded a bitter cold gleam, just centimeters away from Liu Hun’s neck and face, but it was this slight distance that became an uncrossable chasm for the werewolf.

Just as the middle-aged man behind Liu Hun was gazing at this scene in a daze, unsure of what had just happened, the werewolf’s body gradually returned to its previous black-clad appearance.

When the body recovered, the man in black raised his hand to slowly cover his neck, his eyes filled with terror as they stared at Liu Hun. The middle-aged man hadn’t seen how Liu Hun struck, but the werewolf had seen it all.

Even at such close proximity, even though he saw Liu Hun slash at his neck with the dagger, he still had no way to dodge, eventually watching helplessly as his neck was slashed by Liu Hun.

"The...the CIA won’t let you get away with this!" The black-clad man in front, eyes full of fear, whispered to Liu Hun.

"Whether the CIA lets me go or not, that’s my business. As for you, you’d better go see God now. Don’t blame me when you meet God, because this really isn’t my fault. If you must blame someone, blame your bad luck." Liu Hun shrugged, responding to the black-clad man in front of him with an unconcerned face.

"Pfft!" As Liu Hun’s words fell, the middle-aged man’s neck and mouth spurted out scarlet blood, and Liu Hun seemed prepared for this, quickly stepping back two steps.

Watching the black-clad man gradually fall to the ground, Liu Hun said with some relief, "Good thing I reacted quickly just now, or my newly changed clothes would’ve been stained again. It would be hard to explain to Xiaoyu."

With that, Liu Hun slowly extended his hand, a small flame appeared in his palm, and then he casually dropped it onto the bodies of the fallen.