你好，我的狼人先生。

Chapter 3. Robbery.

As soon as he pushed open the door, Glen saw a tall and slightly stooped figure calling on the neighboring lawn, holding something in his hand.
When the old man heard the sound of the door opening, he turned his head. Seeing that it was Glen, his shouts paused. He seemed to want to ask something but stopped himself. Instead, he showed a 阴森 smile.
If it were the original owner, he would probably have been scared back into the house and locked the door tightly. But now Glen wouldn't be afraid of the other party. He also returned a faint smile to the other party.
The old man's expression stiffened. He seemed to be thinking why this cowardly lad was so brave today?
With a cold snort, the old man took his things and returned to his own house. The door closed heavily.
Didn't he find the dog's body? Glen took his gaze back from his neighbor and looked at the place where the bulldog died last night.
Sure enough, there was nothing there. He couldn't help but show a solemn expression.
Taking a few big steps to that position, he squatted down.
At close range, he still found some shallow bloodstains. It seemed that something had brushed or licked them.
Sure enough, there are things wandering around here at night. Just don't know what it is? I'll take a look when I have time... Glen stood up again, took another look at the old man's house, and then turned and went back inside.
He went straight to the storage room and found a wooden stick of unknown purpose inside. He swung it hard and felt it was quite handy.
"It's you."
Although Glen was confident in his skills, this was not a reason to be careless. After all, the other party had a gun in his hand.
The bearded man's revolver was lost in the forest. After robbing, he would go and pick it up. As long as he got bullets, he could use it... Glen was thinking as he walked out of the house.
The town was still quiet. The distant view was swallowed by fog. This was a common weather in this region.
There were also sunny days with sunlight, but they were very rare. If it weren't for the testimony of memory, outsiders would definitely think this was an empty town covered in fog all year round.
Glen walked out of the yard. While being vigilant around him, he didn't forget to think about the response plan when a conflict occurred later.
With a light leap, he jumped over the guardrail and landed on the old man's lawn. He hid the wooden stick behind his back, came to the door of the house, and raised his hand to knock.
Dong, dong.
After two crisp knocks, Glen waited quietly.
But after waiting for a long time, there was no movement from the wooden door in front of him.
What's going on? Shouldn't this old guy rush out angrily and beat me up? Glen's eyes flashed slightly and he continued to knock.
"Old man, I have something to ask you. Open the door quickly! I won't hurt you! I promise!" Glen knocked and shouted while adding in his heart... It's just a robbery.
He knocked for a long time outside, but there was still no movement inside at all!
Glen changed from knocking to pounding. The dull pounding sound was much louder, but it was still useless.
Could he have disappeared into thin air inside? Glen stopped pounding the door. After thinking for a moment, he said:
"Don't you want to know where your dear baby has gone?"
As soon as these words fell, Glen clearly heard a clanging sound coming from inside the house.
Should he come out now? Glen was already prepared and stared closely at the wooden door in front of him.
But he was overthinking.
There was still no movement. Glen's eyes twitched and blue veins bulged on his forehead.
"In that case, don't blame me for breaking in forcibly!" Glen took a few steps back slightly and then kicked out suddenly!
Boom!
The not-so-strong wooden door was kicked open like this. Glen didn't rush in directly but quickly dodged to the left. Sure enough, he heard a gunshot.
Bang!
The old man inside who was raising his gun to shoot seemed surprised that the target could avoid it. He was stunned for a moment but immediately planned to reload and fire a second shot.
However, Glen had already rushed into the house at an extremely fast speed. He raised the wooden stick and forcefully swung it at the old man's head!
In a hurry, the old man could only raise his gun to block.
The huge vibration from his arm startled the old man.
But before the old man could react further, he felt a heavy blow to his stomach and almost vomited out last night's meal.
He swung his hunting rifle wildly, trying to hit his opponent. But for the experienced Glen, it was meaningless.
In his previous life, he had received professional training and had his own methods to deal with armed enemies.
Taking advantage of the old man's weakness, Glen snatched the hunting rifle and kicked the other party away.
"Old fellow, I advise you to be honest. Otherwise..."
Glen stroked the hunting rifle in his hand and looked at the tall old man who was slowly getting up, threateningly.
The other party was about one meter nine tall and had very thick arms. At first glance, he was a tough guy. But his current 狼狈 appearance made people easily relax their vigilance.
"Kid, I don't know what's wrong with you, but don't think you're so powerful. I think our neighbors won't like residents who are too noisy."
The old man spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva and said in a hoarse voice.
Just now he should have seen my abnormality, so he changed his usual domineering style and hid in the house... Glen didn't answer the old man's question but said:
"Where are the food in your house? Tell me and I'll mercifully spare your life."
This sudden change of topic made the old man stunned for a moment. "What... what do you mean?"
"What do you mean? I'm here to rob! Haven't you seen it yet? I'm very hungry now. Please don't waste my time. Otherwise, I don't mind making you suffer a little." Glen looked impatient.
The old man's face darkened. Finally, he slowly raised his hand and pointed to a room in the house and said, "All... all are in the kitchen."
Without hesitation, Glen carried the gun and strode in the direction pointed by the old man.
Soon, the old man heard the sound of rummaging through things coming from the kitchen, followed by the chewing sound of eating.
He sat on the ground, not knowing what attitude to take for a moment.
What on earth has this kid gone through? He's completely changed into a different person. And he has such amazing skills? Could he be possessed by the undead? The old man thought in his heart.
The old man's kitchen was even richer than Glen's. The food almost filled the cabinets, making Glen very satisfied after eating.
After he was full, he had the leisure to examine himself.
From the fight with the old man just now, it could be clearly felt that his physical strength had exceeded that of ordinary people, including me in my previous life... If Glen hadn't held back that punch that decided the victory just now, then the other party probably wouldn't be able to stand up again.
All the wounds from yesterday had healed and were almost invisible. This was also a rather strange place...
It felt like there was something filling some blood vessels in his body, strengthening the muscles. When did this change occur? When he just time-traveled, his body was very weak and he forgot any feelings... Glen clenched his fist and felt the surging power.
He stopped thinking and came in front of the old man again. Sincerely, he said, "Thank you for your hospitality. Don't feel too wronged. Didn't you bully me like this before? I think you also know that today is the result of cause and effect. As for this hunting rifle, I'll take it away."
Under the old man's gaze filled with hidden anger, Glen walked out of the house.