Chapter 302 The Immortal Werewolf!
"dad!"

A scream came from the door behind him, and Norman Osborn turned his head in horror to look at Harry who rushed out of the B&B.

"Damn it, get back here!"

However, before he could finish his words, three more figures rushed out of the B&B.

boom!
With a dull gunshot, the werewolf that was about to pounce on Norman Osborn flew backwards instantly. Ben Parker's eyes widened, and he didn't need to think at all, his finger on the trigger kept pressing.

His shoulders shook with the reverse impact of the gun handle until the magazine was emptied. Then he reached for his pocket tremblingly, where he had a handful of bullets.

Taking advantage of this gap, Norman Osborn finally breathed a sigh of relief. He pushed away Harry who wanted to support him, grabbed the long-barreled shotgun on the ground, and was ready to fight back.

Roar!
The two-meter-tall werewolf, with bullet holes all over his body and covered in blood, let out a deafening roar, and a fishy wind mixed with a special smell blew in his face.

Norman Osborn, who was severely injured, was shocked by the roar and fell to the ground again.

Without letting go of the gun in his hand, Harry looked at the werewolf howling at the sky in horror, grabbed his father and retreated towards Ben Parker and others without saying a word.

As for Ben Parker, he rushed to his wife and son, while May and Peter Parker, who were originally standing in front of the house, were already frozen in place with fear.

The body was more than two meters tall, with bulging muscles and a madly roaring mouth that revealed layers of fangs like a megalodon. Under the moonlight, an incomparable fear made the two of them stand still.

It was not until Harry dragged his father to the door that the two frightened guys were awakened.

Peter hurriedly grabbed Norman Osborn's other arm and cooperated with Harry to carry Norman Osborn into the house.

The last one to come was Ben Parker, who was reloading his gun and retreating in panic. Looking at the werewolf that was attacking him again, he shot the werewolf down with another shot. Then he rushed into the room in panic, pulled by Mei, and locked the door tightly.

"Shit! Shit—"

"My God, what the hell is that creature out there? I clearly hit its heart!"

Ben Parker said tremblingly as he loaded his gun with a lingering fear on his face. The scene just now completely overturned his cognition. It was a monster he had never seen before, and the might of the monster that could withstand the impact of bullets.

He thought he must be hallucinating.

"That's a werewolf, it must be a werewolf, God, the ancient legends are true!"

Peter Parker screamed, his eyes fixed on the window covered by curtains, his eyes full of fear. There was no movement outside, but his heart was becoming more and more panicked.

In a trance, he seemed to see the terrifying werewolf smash the window in an instant and leap into the scene to kill people.

Norman Osborn, who had recovered his breath at this time, slumped on the sofa, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth with one hand, and the other hand still firmly grasping the long-barreled shotgun, with the muzzle pointed at the closed door.

He knew that the seemingly solid door could not stop the monster that could tear apart the steel door with ease.

At this time, Harry did not care about his father's injuries, but rushed to the storage room and took out three shotguns in a short while. As a homestay for the rich, it was equipped with a variety of weapons. Not only was there sufficient ammunition, but there were also a wide variety of shotguns.

He quickly picked one and threw it to the flustered Peter Parker.

"God, I can't use a gun!"

Parker screamed as he watched his brother's actions.

"Parker, don't point the gun at us, just pull the trigger when you see the monster!"

Harry said in a deep voice as he quickly loaded his gun with ammunition.

The gun he just gave Peter Parker was an AR-15 rifle, which is a very light and easy-to-carry firearm. The empty gun weighs only 4.54 pounds. It is sturdy and durable. The buttstock and grip are made of synthetic plastic, and the receiver is made of high-grade aluminum material.

It is a further improvement on the AR-10 rifle, and compared with the latter, its main difference is its size.

This rifle is an extremely suitable hunting rifle for beginners, both in terms of weight and recoil.

He looked back at the gun in his hand.

The Weatherby Pioneer shotgun is a bolt-action shotgun produced by Weatherby. This gun is much more difficult to use than Peter Parker.

The barrel and bolt are manufactured by the island country's Toyowa company, with high accuracy and low failure rate. At the same time, this gun can use a variety of ammunition.

The power is much stronger than Peter Buck's gun.

Unfortunately, Harry could only find some medium-sized bullets suitable for this gun - 270-inch Weatherby High Power bullets.

This type of ammunition is only suitable for short to medium distances, but its power should not be underestimated, and it is not the limit of this gun.

It would be nice to have 460 Weatherby Magnum shotgun shells...

Harry thought about it while loading the bullet in a panic. As someone who had practiced shooting since he was a child, he had only heard of this gun but had never used it because Norman Osborn had always let him use the gun in Peter Parker's hand.

But now, I can't care about those anymore.

Ah woo~
The long wolf howl mixed with a certain special frequency filled the entire outer courtyard of the B&B.

His expression revealed an unprecedented solemnity as Ben Parker pointed his gun at the door, and fine beads of sweat quietly slid down his forehead and temples.

At this moment, the whole room was silent, and everyone looked at the huge creature that walked to their room and paced back and forth by the window in fear.

The other person's shadow was reflected on the curtains under the moonlight.

As if teasing a desperate prey, Norman Osborn was reluctant to rush into the room and struggled to raise the muzzle of the gun.

At this moment, he couldn't help but feel a little regretful for his actions just now. If he had noticed the unusualness of these monsters at the first sight and ran away, perhaps this situation would not be like this now. All this was because of his greed. Looking at the pale and frightened Harry, Norman Osborn's eyes flashed a trace of guilt, but soon, this guilt was thrown behind him.

Maybe, there will still be a chance?
Thinking of the other party's lively appearance despite being hit by bullets at close range, a hint of covetousness flashed in his eyes again.

The other person's body and powerful vitality are the most fascinating things he has ever seen in his life. If he can obtain the other person's specimen, he is sure that he can extract the excellent genes from it and use them to improve their family's defective bodies!

By that time...

His eyes flickered, and Norman Osborn's inner thoughts were mixed.

boom!
As the window broke, his inner reverie came to an abrupt end.

bang bang bang...

There was a burst of fierce gunfire. The werewolf who suddenly rushed in quickly dodged two bullets and was hit by Harry's shot.

Roar!
With a violent roar, he just waved his hand casually, and the tables and chairs beside him were like cannonballs, sweeping heavily towards the Parker family, Harry and others.

Peter Parker fell to the ground in panic, avoiding a rapidly flying triangular chair.

As for Harry, who had become a big guy at this moment, he was unlucky. Even though he jumped to the side to avoid it, his body was still hit by the corner of the table.

The pain in his side abdomen made his face feel like a ripe eggplant, and the next moment a scream came out of Harry's mouth.

Seeing his son being attacked, Norman Osborn, as the only werewolf who did not need to dodge, took the opportunity to launch an attack and pulled the trigger directly.

In the flash of fire, the bullet hit the werewolf monster's head.

"Woo——"

With a strange whimper, the werewolf fell to the ground as if he couldn't bear such fatal injuries. This unexpected surprise made Norman Osborn forget the worry about his son.

He sat up from the sofa with difficulty, adjusted the muzzle of the gun, aimed at the werewolf struggling on the ground and pulled the trigger.

The werewolf's burly body trembled violently with the impact of the bullets until the opponent's body stopped moving and Norman Osborn's magazine was empty.

"Did we kill the monster?"

May supported Ben Parker and said with some surprise. As for Peter Parker, he slowly stood up from behind the sofa, looked at the werewolf cautiously, and then rushed to the howling Harry to check the physical condition of his little friend.

The barrel of the gun pointed at the monster in front of him, and noticing that it didn't move at all, ecstasy appeared on Norman Osborn's face.

"dad!"

Harry wailed in pain, however, Norman Osborn seemed to have only the werewolf in his eyes. Seeing that his father didn't pay any attention to him, Harry once again felt his father's indifference that seemed to be engraved in his bones.

His face, which was already pale from the pain, turned even paler, and the resentment he felt towards his father surged up in his heart once again.

"Hahaha, what a wonderful creature, what a powerful existence! This is simply God's greatest creation!"

Even though the pain in his body made Norman Osborn's muscles twitch constantly, at this moment, looking at the werewolf lying motionless on the ground, his face looked crazy, as if everything in front of him had paid off.

"Norman! Shouldn't you check on your son Harry first?"

Ben Parker at the side looked at Harry who was still screaming in pain and enduring it, and asked in confusion.

As for Aunt Mei, she hurried to the side of the two children.

"Thank you Aunt Mei!"

Harry looked at the extremely gentle lady in front of him with tears in his eyes.

"poor child!"

May's eyes flashed with sympathy, and she hugged both Harry and Peter in her arms.

As for Norman Osborn, he seemed to have forgotten their existence and was quickly groping the werewolf's body, as if he was observing something.

Seeing that the other party had no intention of paying attention to him, Ben Parker frowned. To be honest, he really didn't like Norman Osborn's way of education.

Even this invitation was made for Harry's sake. Seeing the rare time Harry spent with his father, he, who had originally had a slightly improved impression of Norman Osborn, now couldn't help but dislike him a little.

In Ben Parker's eyes, a father who can't even take care of his own son is not worthy of being a father.

Thinking of this, he came to Aunt May and the others, first checked Harry's condition, and saw that there were only some bruises, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

They were looking at Norman Osborn.

At this moment, the man was still lying on the werewolf, and no one knew what he was doing.

"Mr. Norman, we should contact the police right now and report what happened here!"

"Contact the police? No way!"

Norman Osborn refused directly and flatly, with a flash of anger in his eyes. He wanted to say something else, but his heart suddenly shrank.

A ferocious claw clamped around his neck.

Looking at the pair of yellow eyes that suddenly opened, Norman Osborn felt a surge of fear in his heart.

(End of this chapter)