Chapter 370： IL fans, help me! ! !

Chapter 370 Il fans, save me! !

The dense fog that filled the surroundings seemed to swallow all the candidates into it like a huge mouth.

There was a vast expanse of white mist in all directions, and the visibility plummeted to the bottom of the valley.

Such changes in weather phenomena undoubtedly provided natural shelter conditions for the rare and exotic animals in the Shimele Wetland.

They hibernate quietly, waiting for their prey to come to their door.

The killing intent that belongs to living things is quietly brewing in this dense fog.

But Hisoka's indiscriminate killing intent was not concealed at all.

Satz, who was running at the front, naturally also noticed Hisoka's killing intent, but this kind of thing has nothing to do with him.

In fact—

As far as the content of the exam questions is concerned, even if Hisoka killed all the candidates, it would not be considered a violation of the rules.

Every year, millions of candidates sign up for the hunter test, which is a cruel competition in itself.

Neither the examiner nor the review committee will prevent candidates from stumbling each other or even fighting each other within the rules.

The smaller the number of candidates in the same period, the higher the pass rate will be. This is a very simple truth.

In thick fog.

Hisoka held a few poker cards between his fingers, his eyes were slightly bent, he stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, wantonly releasing a murderous intent.

In his opinion, the questions of the first test are too boring, so it is better to let him help in the selection and identification.

"first of all…"

Hisoka stepped forward with his right foot, his figure piercing through the thick fog like an arrow.

The airflow stirred by the high-speed movement makes the surrounding dense fog flow like clouds.

The next moment.

Hisoka quickly passed the two candidates who were lagging behind.

He did not see any movement, and a long blood arrow sprayed out from the side of the necks of the two candidates.

"uh uh..."

The sudden attack made the two candidates look stunned, and they couldn't see who cut their necks until they died.

After casually killing two examinees, Hisoka looked straight ahead at the dense fog, and the arc of the corner of his mouth became more and more obvious.

Swish Swish Swish—

He flicked his hands forward suddenly, and eight playing cards flew into the thick fog, precisely cutting into the backs of the eight candidates who were running in front.

"Ahhhh...!"

Suddenly, there was a scream in the thick fog.

Hisoka moved forward without slowing down.

In less than five seconds, he casually killed ten candidates.

However, there were still frequent screams in the dense fog.

It was the rare and exotic beasts hiding in the wetlands that attacked the candidates.

Many candidates know nothing about the Shimele Wetland. Although they are vigilant, they can't resist the various traps from the exotic beasts.

Originally a long line, it was suddenly cut into several sections. Every second, candidates are swallowed by rare beasts of various shapes.

In this dense fog, even an inconspicuous butterfly has the ability to hypnotize, at least one candidate can be lured into food for the larvae.

"What is this!!"

"Help me, save me quickly, ah..."

Not long after the start of the trip across the Milo Wetland, the shrill and frequent screams became the only sound in the dense fog.

Compared with a part of the head candidates who followed Satz, the candidates who fell in the middle and back were more risky.

Dongba started slowly, and his running speed was not fast.

It’s not that he’s not good at physical fitness, but—

"What's going on, my stomach hurts..."

Dongba ran forward with some difficulty, with his right hand covering his belly, his brows were tightly frowned, and he felt that there was a stream of defecation constantly hitting the backyard like a torrent.

"I haven't eaten indiscriminately these two days?"

This sudden symptom made Dongba secretly feel bad.

When he came up from the underground passage, Dongba only felt a little uncomfortable in his stomach, but he didn't pay much attention to it, but after running for a certain distance, the symptoms suddenly intensified.

"Puff, puff—"

Dongba's facial features were slightly distorted, with one hand covering his belly and the other covering his backyard, he ran in this strange posture.

There were other candidates running around, and it seemed that they heard Dongba's continuous farting sound, so he looked back with a vigilant face.

It's just that the fog is thick, and if you are far away, you can only see a vague figure.

In order to confirm the true face of the movement behind, several candidates consciously slowed down their footsteps while remaining vigilant.

After counting interest—

Dongba who was running in a strange posture broke into their field of vision.

"Dongba?!"

These examinees were veterans, and they recognized Dongba instantly.

"What are you doing?"

They glanced at Dongba's strange running movement in confusion.

Dongba's lips moved, but he remained silent in the end.

I can’t say that I want to have diarrhea.

"Puff, puff—"

Dongba doesn't want to talk, but his backyard is very lively at the moment, letting out a series of farts like a machine gun, and the sound obviously sounds a little wet.

Seems to be-

Missed out.

The candidates heard something was wrong, and they all showed shocked expressions.

Dongba was in distress, so he thought about finding a place to solve it first, but the surroundings were full of dangers, so there was no place for him to relieve himself.

He pretended not to see the reactions of those candidates, resisting the urge to defecate that might gush out at any moment, and ran forward sullenly.

"Dongba, you are..."

Those examinees were full of shock and kept looking back at Dongba.

Suddenly—

The ground ahead suddenly bulges.

The few candidates who just looked away were sent flying by the raised ground before they could react.

"Um?"

Their bodies flew into the air, and when their faces changed drastically, they looked down, only to see that the pushed open ground had turned into a **** mouth.

"AHH!!"

Accompanied by screams, these candidates fell freely into the big mouth that suddenly appeared.

As the big mouth closed suddenly, the screams stopped abruptly.

The sudden scene before his eyes made Dongba brake subconsciously.

"Poof—"

The hasty braking action immediately caused Dongba's unbearable defecation to burst out like a dike, and it all fell into his pants.

Dongba felt desperate, but he had no time to care about the **** in his pants, and looked up at a huge toad in front of him.

It was this giant toad with yellow bumps all over its body that swallowed those examinees just now.

Toad turned his eyes and looked at Dongba, who was the only one still standing in the arena.

It originated from the hunting instinct at the biological level, so that it would not dislike the stench of Dongba.

Dongba swallowed, and immediately ran away.

At a time like this, he couldn't care less about whether his trouser pockets could hold the filth that kept gushing out from the backyard, so he ran wildly while pulling his stomach.

The giant toad obviously didn't want to let Dongba go, so he chased after Dongba.

Dongba's face was contorted, and his heart was beating very fast.

Suddenly.

He saw a gradually clear figure in the mist.

The figure was wearing Nitero's mask, as if he was observing something, so he stood still.

This person is exactly Moyou.

Dongba saw Moyou, grasping the straw like a drowning man, and shouted with all his might:

"Il fans, save me!!"

The voice of the desire to survive spread far away.

Many people in the dense fog had different reactions when they heard the name Yiermi.

"?"

Moyou, who was the closest to the shouting, turned around and saw Dongba running and shitting, and the jumping giant toad.

Wonderful sight...

But sorry, how can I help you, if possible, please try to die quietly.

Moyou thought to himself.

However, Dongba didn't care so much, and rushed towards Moyou without hesitation.

"Just lure that monster to Ill fans!"

Dongba thought to himself.

I stayed up late yesterday to update early in order to adjust my schedule, but it failed again.

Let’s lie down and see if I can fall asleep.

Start with a short chapter, and then a long chapter in the daytime, to reach 8,000 words.

(end of this chapter)