Seeing that no one answered, the strong man not only didn't give up, but directly raised his arm and hit him without saying a word, even though it seemed to others that he suddenly became agitated and hit the air.

The coolies passing by were scared and ran away in all directions, fearing that they would be affected.

The thick arm was filled with blood, like a red iron rod hitting the ground, only a cloud of dust was raised.

"Huh?"

He was a little surprised that he missed the shot, obviously his beast instinct told him that there was something here, and that thing didn't dodge it, because a little violent movement would only make it easier for him to lock the target.

Is it really my own illusion? It seems that I haven't practiced for too long.

So the strong man cast his eyes on the coolies around him, who immediately lowered their heads, wanting to leave as soon as possible.

No one can survive under the hands of this senior cadre.

Soon there was an unlucky guy who was spotted, even among a group of coolies, he looked extraordinarily thin.

"Well... you come here."

This kind of coolie is most likely to become a "plaything" for senior cadres, and even in the eyes of other coolies, they don't have much sympathy.

For those who have accepted the idea of ​​the tribe, this kind of powerless guy is the least valuable.

"Ah? It's me? No...don't!" The coolie kept his head down until he noticed that the people around him suddenly dispersed and looked at him. Then he realized the problem. He raised his head and saw the burly figure walking over. yelled.

The skulls of the people targeted by this senior cadre ended up piled up in that room!

The sense of crisis of death was approaching quickly, prompting him to run like crazy.

No one stopped him, because they knew that this adult enjoyed the process of "hunting".

The strong man glanced at the other coolies, as if his eyes said, do you want to join too?

The coolies immediately shrank their necks and dispersed quickly, lest they be chosen by "lucky".

The road suddenly became clear, only the fleeing coolie hoarsely ran to the distance.

In fact, after a coolie made an escape, he was sentenced to death in the tribe and could be disposed of at will.

A ferocious smile appeared on the strong man's face.

He pulsates into his stride, ready for post-dinner exercise.

"Don't, don't..." The fleeing coolie lost his mind, ran aimlessly, and repeated in his mouth like a fool.

The people on the side of the road saw his appearance, and they all looked on coldly. No one cared about him. He couldn't climb out of the city wall. He didn't know where he was going to escape. It was just his impulse to run away, and it was also the last time in his life. courage.

The last time such courage was broken was in the face of wild monsters.

If it weren't for the horrible environment outside, how could the tribe maintain so many people? People just chose the latter between directly cannibalizing people and pretending to be cannibalistic.

I don't know where to escape, and I ran several distances in succession, but I couldn't get rid of the death behind me, and it was useless to hide.

All the fleeing coolies collapsed in the end, and ended up curled up in a corner, holding their heads.

If only the old civilization was still there... he thought again and again.

But the sound of death came to his ears, mercilessly.

"How about taking off the two legs you use to escape first?"

The sun overhead is shrouded in shadow, and demonic words pronounce torture.

The strong man bent down and picked up the thin coolie with just one hand, and grabbed his ankle with the other hand.

A terrible force was exerted on the coolie's body, and the pain spread all over his body, as if he wanted to tear his body from a certain place abruptly.

He squeezed his neck in pain, the neck that was held by his palms was flushed red, before the body was torn apart, the skin was almost bursting due to congestion.

No one dared to stop and watch such a tragedy.

The coolie was suffocated due to the pulling force of his head and feet in two directions. Not to mention his leg was torn off, he would die from a burst blood vessel within a few seconds.

But the more painful the expression, the more exciting and comfortable the strong man felt. The bloodthirsty impulse in his heart made him long for the moment when the body broke.

"Um?"

However, a strange scene suddenly appeared.

The person in his hand suddenly deformed like a rubber, and was stretched into a long strip by his great force.

Three question marks suddenly popped up in my mind.

What's the situation, this is not the first time I have done this, and I have never seen anyone with such strong resilience.

Thinking of this, he tugged again, which felt even more strange.

It seems that I can't even touch the bones.

hum ha ha ~

Good guy, even pinched the funny sound of the rubber duck.

But the strange thing is that the strong intuition of the strong man didn't feel any danger, and secondly, he couldn't figure out why this person suddenly became like this.

Hmm... It turns out that strength and brain are not necessarily related, especially if you are such a worshiper of extreme strength.

However, out of caution, he chose to throw the strange thing to the ground.

But who knew~lightnovelpub.net~ he found that he couldn't let go, his hand was actually stuck, and that person began to deform and melt, and finally turned into a puddle of strange mucus, which spread to the bottom of his feet, and his hands were also stuck. stuck!

"What the hell?" What was even more frightening was that he found that he couldn't get rid of the slime with his own strength!

Rather, the toughness of this mucus perfectly restrained his strong strength.

However, this was not over yet, the mucus flowed down his hands, trying to wrap his whole body in it, and he gradually found that he couldn't even move, as if he was stuck in mud.

At this moment, a thought of asking for help flashed through his mind, but he immediately dismissed this "cowardly" decision.

The final result was that the mucus flowing on the body surface blocked his mouth.

Now, I can't even call out.

But the coolie who was really chased by him was actually not far away, watching all this in horror.

It's just that he is invisible at the moment, and beside him, Luo Huai is standing there, manipulating everything.

The coolie didn't know how he was rescued, he only knew that he suddenly heard the sound of a broken glass bottle, and then disappeared, and then suddenly swayed, and when he got here, a person exactly like himself appeared in the direction he wanted to run. people, and then the scene that just happened.

All this was too weird, but he didn't dare to move casually, for fear that he would be seen again.

"Stay obediently for half an hour, and you will be relieved."

"Ah?" A voice suddenly appeared beside him, and the coolie turned his head in panic, but he couldn't see anything.

What the hell?

Luo Huai didn't bother to repeat, and made sure he left after hearing it.

Let that strong man stick there first, anyway, when the problem is solved, his strength will disappear.