I come from the world of punishment

Seeing that no one answered, the strong man not only did not give up, but without saying a word, he directly drew his arm and hit him, even if it seemed to others that he suddenly became manic and hit the air.

The coolies passing by were so frightened that they fled away, fearing that they would be affected.

Blood surged from the thick arm, and it was like a red iron rod hitting the ground, raising only a cloud of dust.

"Huh?"

He was a little surprised that he had missed the target. Even though his animal instinct told him that there was something here, the thing did not avoid it, because a slightly more violent movement would only make it easier for him to lock on to the target.

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

So the strong man turned his attention to the coolies around him. The latter quickly lowered their heads and wanted to walk away as soon as possible.

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

Soon an unlucky guy was spotted. Even among a group of coolies, he looked extremely thin.

"Well...come here."

This kind of coolie is most likely to become the "plaything" of senior cadres, and even in the eyes of other coolies, there is not much sympathy.

For those who have accepted the tribal concept, this kind of powerless guy is the least valuable.

"Ah? It's me? No... don't do it!" The coolie kept his head down. It wasn't until he found that the people around him suddenly dispersed and looked at him that he realized the problem. He looked up and saw the burly figure walking over, horrified. shouted.

The skulls of the people targeted by this senior cadre were all 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 were saying, do you also want to join?

The coolies all immediately shrank their necks and dispersed quickly, fearing that they would be "lucky" to be chosen.

The road suddenly became clear, with only the escaping coolie running into the distance hissing exhaustedly.

In fact, after a coolie escapes, he has been sentenced to death in this tribe and can be dealt with at will.

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

He pulsed into action, ready to begin his post-dinner exercise.

"No, don't..." The escaping coolie lost his mind and ran aimlessly, repeating it as if he was stunned.

When people on the roadside saw his appearance, they all looked on coldly. No one cared about him. He couldn't climb over the city wall. He didn't know where he was going to escape. Turning around and running away was just his impulse and the last thing in his life. courage.

The last time such courage was defeated was when facing a wild monster.

If it weren't for the terrifying environment outside, how could the tribe maintain so many people? People just chose the latter between eating people directly or showing off before eating them.

He didn't know where to run away, and even after running for several stretches, he couldn't escape the death behind him. There was no point in hiding.

All the coolies who escaped finally collapsed and ended up huddled in a corner, holding their heads.

If only the old civilization was still there... He thought about it again and again.

But the voice of death rang in my ears without mercy.

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

The sunlight above was shrouded in shadow, and demonic words pronounced sentences of 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 throughout his body, as if his body was to be torn apart at a certain point.

He pinched his neck in pain, and the neck held by his palms turned red. Before the body was torn apart, the skin almost burst due to congestion.

No one dared to stop and look at such a tragic situation.

The coolie's whole body was suffocated by the pulling force on his head and feet. Not to mention his legs being torn off, he would die from burst blood vessels in a few seconds.

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

"Um?"

However, a strange scene suddenly appeared.

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

Three questions immediately popped up in my mind.

No matter what the situation is, 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, and the feeling became even weirder.

It seems like I can't even touch the bones now.

Hum hum hum~

Good guy, he even made a funny sound like a rubber duck.

But the strange thing is that the strong man's strong intuition did not feel any danger. Secondly, he also couldn't understand why this person suddenly became like this.

Well... it turns out that strong strength and brains are not necessarily related, especially for those who worship such extreme power.

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

But who would have expected, UU Reading www.uukaｎshu.net He found that he couldn't let go, and his hand was actually stuck, and the man began to deform and melt, and finally turned into a puddle of strange mucus, which spread to his feet and covered his feet. It also stuck!

"What the hell?" What was even more frightening was that he found that he couldn't break free 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 entire body in it. He gradually found that he could not move, as if he was stuck in the 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 his body blocked his mouth.

Now, I couldn't even scream even if I wanted to.

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

However, he was invisible at the moment, and Luo Huai was standing next to him, controlling everything.

The coolie didn't know how he was rescued. He only knew that he suddenly heard the sound of a glass bottle breaking, and then he became invisible. Then he suddenly swayed and arrived here, and a person exactly like himself appeared in the direction he originally wanted to run. person, and then the scene that just happened.

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

"Stay well for half an hour and you will be free."

"Ah?" A voice suddenly came from beside him, and the coolie turned his head in panic, but could not see anything.

What the hell?

Luo Huai didn't bother to repeat, and left after making sure he heard.

The strong man should just stick there for now. Anyway, when the problem is solved, his power will disappear.