Hunter's Mind Slug

"Prisoner? Hehehe, maybe, but according to the current situation, you may call us examiners, what do you think."

When Ron was speaking, the five people had gathered together. The bald man who looked the most ferocious spoke and asked tentatively.

"He looks like a master. He is very confident in his own strength and has no fear at all."

Master, although he said so, but from these five prisoners, it can't be seen that they have any worries. In their opinion, Ron is a fish on the sticky board, let them slaughter.

This so-called master's words seem more like a mockery.

"Master?"

Grinning, Ron naturally heard the other party's malicious way of speaking, and just stared at the five people who had come over to surround him.

"Maybe, compared to you, I should be considered a master. Okay, examiners, we won't say so much. Since I'm an examiner, I should be testing something~~"

At this point, Ron showed a meaningful smile.

"Could it be that this test is just to accompany you so-called happiness and comfort?"

"Hehehe, you are smart, that's right, this test is to make us comfortable, as long as we are comfortable, you can pass, hahahaha."

Several examiners and prisoners heard Ron's words and began to laugh.

"Comfortable? That's it?"

As he spoke, Ron walked straight towards them.

"Well? What are you going to do?"

Seeing Ron, who didn't show any timidity, and was still walking towards them, these examiners and prisoners were also a little curious.

What is this Ron going to do.

Five pairs of big eyes stared at Ron, and the whole person began to be alert. All of the people present were villains with more than two-digit lives in their hands.

It is impossible to be frightened casually.

"What? Of course, I will play with you guys."

When Ron saw these prisoners, he had an idea. Maybe he could harvest another wave of life essence along the way.

When he came to the nearest person, he was only about one meter away. Although there was still a little distance, Ron could already smell the stench on the other person.

I don't know how long it has been since I took a shower.

Although he was used to this kind of smell, Ron couldn't help frowning when he smelled it. He didn't like this smell.

Especially since he had been away from the life of Meteor Street for a long time.

"Hehehehe~~~ Come and play, then come on."

Looking at Ron who came to him, the prisoner closest to him couldn't help laughing and started to move his hands. He stretched out his big hand and grabbed Ron.

Others also paid attention to the situation here. Now they really should figure out what the strength of this man who didn't know the depth is. If they knew the depth of the other party.

Then they might feel Ron's depth.

For a moment, all eyes looked at Ron with ill intentions.

"What? Is that all you have?"

Looking at the dirty big hand that was stretched out, Ron raised his hand and grabbed him before the other party touched him.

"Ah?"

"Ah!!"

The prisoner didn't understand what was going on. Just as he was struggling to hold on to Ron, he suddenly felt a huge force clamping him on his arm.

It was as if he was crushed by a machine.

The voice of doubt at first suddenly became harsh, and he screamed loudly.

"Kacha."

And his arm, with a slightly crisp sound, twisted up.

Looking at the inverted V-shaped forearm, it was obviously broken, and it was not clear what was going on inside.

"Hey, you guy."

The prisoner examiner who was originally present had been staring at Ron. When the bald man saw that his cellmate had lost most of his fighting power in an instant, he shouted and roared.

While roaring, the whole person had already started to move and leaped up.

The people around him naturally rushed forward together, not missing this opportunity at all.

Four figures more than two meters tall rushed towards him. If it was an ordinary person, he might be affected and frightened by this scene.

Ron just shook his head.

He didn't even need to make a move. The slug that had been lying on his shoulder like a rag doll had already launched an attack.

Its simplest and most direct means of attack.

Sticky acid bath.

"Ah~~"

"Damn, what is this."

"It hurts, it hurts."

As soon as they touched the sticky acid, including the prisoner examiner who had been standing in front of Ron, all five people were washed. The most serious one was the person standing in front of him, who was directly washed with sticky acid.

This is no longer a matter of face or not. At the very least, if the eyes are sprayed with sticky acid, it is certain that they will be blind.

"How is it? Examiners, are you comfortable? Don't worry, I still have a lot of time to accompany you to continue to be comfortable."

Looking at the miserable screams of these originally ferocious prisoners, Ron narrowed his eyes slightly, raised the corners of his mouth, and looked very happy.

In fact, he always had an inexplicable pleasure in doing this kind of thing, which fascinated him.

"No, no, no, no, go ahead, the door is over there, you passed this level."

The bald man heard the words, endured the pain, shouted loudly, barely supported his body, and pointed his finger to the right.

And as the other party said, under his guidance, there was a door over there, which was opened directly.

It was similar to the previous door. This was indeed as the other party said, he passed the level.

"No, no, you are comfortable, but I am not yet. Enjoy it to your heart's content."

There is probably nothing to do for a quick clearance. Ron remembers that the clearance time must be within 72 hours, that is, even if he reaches the bottom of the tower within 72 hours.

He still needs to wait for others.

So. .

"Hehehe, seeing that you are so seriously injured, how about I help you treat it? Don't look at me like this, I am a medical staff."

With a smile on his face, or perhaps it should be said that Ron has never stopped smiling since he entered here and saw these prisoners.

"I..."

"This..."

Hearing this, three prisoners hesitated a little, but two seriously injured prisoners couldn't help but wail and shout.

They didn't care if Ron was an enemy or not. Now they just wanted to receive treatment, even if it would make them less painful.

At this time, they were carrying sticky acid that was corroding their bodies, especially the prisoner who was sprayed in the face. At this time, he wanted to die.

"Save me, save me, please."

"Please, treat me first, I'm dying, I know I was wrong."

"Come on, don't worry, don't worry, I will be fine, and I will heal you all."

Ron grinned and licked his lips. He looked very excited, looking at the prisoners present, as if he was looking at some prey.

Some of these prisoners also saw Ron's appearance and instantly had an ominous premonition. .

Swallowed his saliva.