Chapter 358 The Great Caucasian Wolf King

"So you are Natasha's suitor, so you let us go." As soon as Zhou Tian saw the silvery appearance of the blonde young man, he knew that the boy must be Natasha's suitor, so Zhou Tian said innocently.

"Shut up, asshole!" Before the blonde young man could speak, Natasha kicked Zhou Tian. Now she found that Zhou Tian was not only timid, but also had an IQ problem.

"Vanderfarth, long time no see." After kicking Sunday, Natasha said to the blonde man.

"I didn't expect to see you here." The blonde man squatted down and stared at Natasha and said, "You are still so beautiful. It seems that Van Bommel failed to pursue you, otherwise Van Bronhorst would not have brought you here. This is a bargain for me."

"You'd better not touch me. As you just said, if you dare to touch me, my father won't spare you." When Natasha saw the silver in the other party's eyes, she knew that Van der Fat was also having a bad heart for herself.

"That threat only works for inferior werewolves. Do you really think I will be afraid of your father?" The blonde man smiled and said, "Don't forget that my father is the great Caucasian wolf king, the head of the five wolf kings of the werewolf clan. His status is only higher than your father's. Even if I kill you, as long as I hide it a little, I'm afraid that your blood clan and you dare not quarrel with the werewolves." Van der Fatt's father is the strongest of the five wolf kings of the werewolves. He used to cross the Greater Caucasus Mountains.

His father is second only to Van Haissin, the lord of the werewolf. He is strong and has a high status, which is higher than Fernandez's status in the blood clan.

"So, no matter what I do to you, your blood clan won't care. Come on, baby. If you serve me well, I can naturally let Van Bronhorst let you go." Although Van der Faat's influence is not as good as that of his father, his status among the wolves is not low. No matter why Natasha is arrested, as long as he comes forward, Van Bronhorst should give himself face.

"Bah, you dream, even if I die, I won't give in to you." Natasha's surname is very fierce, and she took a sip at Van der Faat fiercely.

"Natasha, you still have a surname like this, but this is also in line with my taste. I like to use strong." Van der Faatt reached out and grabbed Natasha, and at this time, Zhou Tian beside him roared again.

"The one who dyes yellow hair, if you dare to touch her, I will let the Middle-earth demon clan destroy your werewolf clan. I am the young master of the Middle-earth demon clan." Zhou Tiansheng is so powerful, just like singing Peking Opera.

"The young patriarch of the Middle-earth demon clan?" Van der Faat frowned, and then focused on Zhou Tian's body and looked at Zhou Tian carefully.

"Yes, don't hit my fiancee, otherwise you werewolves can't eat it." I blocked the way in front of Natasha on Sunday.

"Well, how could the young patriarch of the Middle-earth demon clan come to the west and be caught by our werewolves? How dare you lie to me!" Van der Faat obviously didn't believe it and slapped Zhou Tian on the head.

As soon as Zhou Tian rolled, he easily dodged and said with a crying voice, "How dare you hit me? I must have destroyed your werewolves!"

"You still dare to say that you are the young master of the Middle-earth demon clan. I don't believe that the Middle-earth demon clan will choose a person who will be scared to cry as the young master." Van der Faat's view, like Natasha, also believes that people like Zhou Tian are not qualified to be the young patriarch of the demon clan.

"I have high potential, so they chose me. What can I do?" On Sunday, he kept dodging Van der Fatt's fist and screaming, as if he had been beaten badly by the other party.

This kind of scream spread outside, and of course Van Bronthorst and Van Nistelrooy, who were drinking outside, also heard it.

"It's almost done. Don't let Van der Faert make trouble." Van Bronhorst said.

"It's okay to wait. If it's light, I'm afraid Van der Fatt can't get a feud with the young owner of the demon clan, and we can't bring Van der Sara to the same boat at that time." Van Nistelrooy said with a sip in the glass.

The chase in the room continued. Although the screams continued on Sunday, Van der Faert didn't hit a single punch. On the contrary, he was tired enough.

"I didn't expect you to be so good at running for your life." Natasha thought that Sunday would be beat badly, but she didn't expect that such a long time had passed, and Sunday was not injured at all.

"Haha, I'm not worthless. Have you found my advantages? Have you fallen in love with me?" I feel very good about myself on Sunday.

"Bah, no matter how fast you run, you are still a coward." Although Natasha's impression of Sunday has changed slightly, she is still in a negative value.

"A guy who can only run away. Although I can't catch up with you, you can't protect Natasha." Van der Faat gave up chasing Sunday and extended his claws to Natasha, intending to use the method of encirclement to help.

"I'm afraid you don't have a chance." Seeing Van der Vaart grab Natasha, Sunday didn't mean to stop her, but just smiled secretly.

"What are you doing with Van der Fat? Who let you in?" The door was kicked open, and then I heard the roar of Van Bronnhorst.

"Uncle Giovani, I..." Although Van der Vaart is the son of Van der Sar, the first wolf king, he is only a junior in front of Van Bronthorst, and he still needs to respect himself as an elder.

"You know who these two are and what you have done to them." When Van Bronthorst said this, he fell to the ground at the right time on Sunday and curled up and hummed.

"I know Natasha. I didn't do anything to her, but this boy deceived me by pretending to be the young master of the demon clan. I'm just going to teach him some lessons." Van der Faert pointed to Sunday and said.

"Imptuated, hum, he didn't pretend. He was the young master of the Middle-earth demon clan... Did you hit him?" Van Nistelrooy asked with a sneer.

"Is he really the young master of the Middle-earth demon clan?" Van der Faert's face turned white. He just chased the young master of the Middle-earth demon clan. You should know that the strength of the Middle-earth demon clan is incomparable to that there are 100 werewolves.

Van der Faart knew that he had made a big accident.

"What should I do..." Van der Faat trembled and said. He knew that his identity as the son of the first wolf king was not even a fart in front of the Middle-earth demon clan. If the young master of the demon clan really wanted to pursue it, I'm afraid that the werewolf clan could not protect himself.

"This should be a misunderstanding... You go out first. I'll talk to the young patriarch of the Middle-earth demon clan that there may be disappointment of reconciliation." Van Nistelrooy Road.

"Well... Your Uncle Luther must help me explain it clearly." Van der Fat was completely panicked at this time, and his head was blank.

"Hello, Mr. Young Chief of the Demon Clan, I think we should talk about it." After Van der Faat went out, Van Nistelrooy closed the door and looked at Sunday lying on the ground and constantly leaning on Natasha.

"What are you talking about? Why on earth did you arrest me?" Zhou Tian's expression was very frightened. He put his head on Natasha's chest and trembled.

"You don't have to be afraid of them on Sunday. They dare not do anything to you." Natasha thought that Zhou Tian was really afraid, so she didn't care about the other party lying on her chest. She didn't know that the reason why Zhou Tian trembled was mainly because she wanted to rub it and get hot.

"Yes, we really don't dare to do anything to Mr. Zhou Tian, and we don't want anything about it. We just hope that Mr. Zhou Tian can release Van Bommel back. As long as Van Bommel comes back, we will definitely send them back unscathed." The purpose of Van Nistelrooy and Van Bronhorst this time is nothing more than to save Van Bommel and teach the young master of the Middle-earth demon clan a lesson. Now the young master of the demon clan has been beaten by Van der Fatt, which is also an anger on Van Bronnhorst. Not only that, but they also dragged Van der Faet's father Van der Sar this time. I got into a boat, so the rest of the work is to save Van Bommel.

Van Bommel? You're talking about the stupid wolf with silver hair. I didn't catch him. What are you looking for me for? I've been oiling on Sunday and never left Natasha's chest.

"Yes, he's right. We really didn't detain Van Bommel." Natasha is obviously used to rubbing her chest on Sunday, and the old husband and wife almost don't feel it.

"No, it's impossible. You admitted it yourself yesterday." Van Bronhorst roared that he didn't believe Zhou Tian and Natasha. Yesterday, he clearly heard Natasha admit that the young master of the demon clan had caught Van Bommel.

"I just hoped that this guy could let his bodyguard save my father." Natasha explained.

"Natasha's niece, I ask you not to lie. Can't we see that you and this demon young master are a couple? Do you still need to fabricate that reason if you ask him to help?" Van Nistelrooy was very calm. He looked at the lingering Zhou Tian and Natasha and said, "I know that Van Bommel may have invaded you, but you just need to teach them a lesson. Why should you keep him? This is not good for you. I can't guarantee that Giovani, who can't find his son for a long time, will do anything extreme. It's coming."

"If my son has nothing else to do, I will let you bury him." Van Bronhorst, who was beside him, roared with cooperation.

"I'm not a couple with her. He's just a timid nuisance." Van Bronthorst Natasha, who saw a fierce face, was also a little panicked. The werewolves were very barbaric and could do anything unreasonable.

Natasha's words obviously still can't be believed by the two, not a couple? Then why did the young demon master lie on your chest and you didn't react at all?

Just as the two of them did not admit that they had nothing to detained Van Bommel, Zhou Tian and Natasha had no choice, there was a sudden sound of forced demolition by the demolition office outside the room.

(to be continued)