The ground in the corridor was filled with plasma and minced meat. The human head dish was beaten extremely miserably, covered in bruises, and there was almost no intact flesh on his body.

The heads of those long-necked people were also broken one by one, and the shriveled heads had to melt into a pool of vague blood residue without their support.

The combat power of the head dish, which lost the long necked head, also dropped greatly, and it was even more impossible to resist Zhao Ling's attack.

The human head dish itself cannot speak, and can only scream through its voice organs, which is even worse than the scream of killing pigs. Even Li Ziyang, the hunter who was almost eaten, even felt a little sympathetic to the demon.

Li Ziyang had never imagined that such a turning point would happen, and he seemed to be dreaming for a moment.

Zhao Ling naturally didn't know what others thought and was too lazy to care about it. He just wanted the life of this demon now.

The human head dish could not escape at all, and I don’t know how many fists I had beaten. The body of the bloody meat ball could almost be used directly to make meat filling, and the screams gradually became weaker and weaker. The demon seemed to be almost ineffective.

But Zhao Ling had no intention of letting go and still used the greatest strength to attack. He knew very well that the demon's vitality was tenacious, and he would not relax until it was converted into points.

The stupid thing that makes the head take the opportunity to escape will not happen again.

In this way, under Zhao Ling's persistent attack, the head dish was used without any way to escape. Finally, he could not bear it and was beaten to death by his fist.

Puff!

With the death of the human head dish, the skin of the flesh dissolved, and large pieces of flesh scattered, bursting out like a large balloon filled with water. The sticky plasma splattered out, and the spraying ground was everywhere, almost overflowing half of the corridor.

"It's considered to be beaten to death."

Zhao Ling let out a long sigh. Although the head of the man could not hurt him, it was very tiring to fight.

He couldn't help but complain that this demon was too difficult to kill. It took so long to kill it. If it was placed in the game, how long would this guy's blood bar be?

Without further ado, Zhao Ling reached out to touch the corpse of the head dish, and absorbed it into points.

Blood 30

Blood 30

Blood 30

Converted to 9 points

Blood and Qi 20

Blood 30

Blood 30

Converted to 8 points

With the 20 points obtained when removing the long-necked head of the human head dish, Zhao Ling got 37 points after hammering the demon to death. This harvest immediately made him happy and he has not been in vain for work these days.

And if you add the 20 points you got a few days ago, this demon actually provides him with a total of 57 points, which is simply a boy who gives money.

However, Zhao Ling felt that this demon should provide about 40 points under normal circumstances. Originally, when he got 20 points from the human head, the demon was already severely injured, but after escaping, he attacked many people and recovered their strength. So when he encountered him again, he got nearly 40 points.

In other words, if Zhao Ling could kill the head of the man directly a few days ago, he would probably have been able to get forty points.

Thinking of this, if Zhao Ling's mind is darker, he might try to beat the human head dish halfway, absorb the points and then put it out to find food, and then get the points after restoring his strength. He could completely recur and increase the strength like cutting leeks.

However, this is just an assumption. If you think about it carefully, you will know that this idea is not realistic. A human head relies on eating human heads to make a living, and eating humans can only restore its strength. One head can provide 1 point, and twenty points are equivalent to twenty lives. Even Zhao Ling is a little scared.

What's more, the human head dish is an uncontrollable demon, and its behavior is not under the control of Zhao Ling. As long as you escape from the nearby area, it will be difficult for Zhao Ling to find it again.

Shaking his head and shook the messy thoughts in his mind, Zhao Ling came out of a pile of minced meat. At this time, his face and body were covered with blood, and he couldn't even see his appearance clearly.

However, these are all the blood of human heads. Looking at the clothes covered in plasma and minced meat, Zhao Ling knew that he was going to throw away his clothes again. Since dealing with demons, there have been fewer and fewer clothes in the wardrobe. If he doesn't find a way to make money, he may have to go out naked.

After shaking off the flesh and blood on his body, Zhao Ling didn't care about the blood on his body and looked at the three surviving warriors.

Except for a young warrior who looked unharmed, the two of them were both very miserable. One was gnawed off half of his face, and the other had all the flesh on his arms. He applied medicine and was using a bandage to stop bleeding.

Looking at their dressing, Zhao Ling couldn't help but feel moved. Could these warriors be the bounty hunters he had been looking for?

The flesh-like demon known as the human head dish has existed nearby for several days and has killed so many people. According to the previous werewolf's analysis, it is not surprising that the bounty hunter has targeted it.

It is not difficult to understand that the bounty hunter will appear here. Zhao Ling can analyze the attack route of the head dish alone. The bounty hunter organization has so many people, and there is no reason not to find it.

Thinking of these things, Zhao Ling, who originally wanted to leave directly, changed his mind. He always wanted to be a bounty hunter. This profession that can not only find demons to hunt in time, but also earn bounty life is very suitable for him, and it is a good thing that kills two birds with one stone.

Now that I finally saw the bounty hunter, Zhao Ling must have some contact with them to understand the situation of the bounty hunter.

It's a blessing that they have a great life. If they arrive one minute later, they will be wiped out, and there will be no one asking questions.

So Zhao Ling walked towards several hunters.

However, his actions scared Li Ziyang and the other two. Seeing that he was about to come, the warrior whose skin had been eaten halfway through the pain or was scared, fainted.

Masen also held his injured arm and retreated repeatedly, looking frightened.

Zhao Ling subconsciously touched his face. Is he that scary?

"You...are you a human or a demon!"

Only Li Ziyang could barely remain calm and could not help but question.

"I'm not a human." Zhao Ling said.

"hiss!"

It's true that he's not a human!

Li Ziyang took a breath of cold air, his whole body was like falling into an ice cellar, and he was still going to die here.

But unexpectedly, Zhao Ling gasped and rolled his eyes and said, "I am not a human being, is it a ghost? Are you a guy in your brain?"

Li Ziyang was stunned, with a black thread, thinking that he didn't know who was wrong with us, and he didn't even pick on the time when he was breathing heavily.

But he didn't dare to say this, for fear of being beaten. He really couldn't afford to offend a fierce man who could beat the head to death in such a violent way.

However, when he heard Zhao Ling admit that he was a human being, Li Ziyang looked carefully for a long time after he approached, and then he put the heart that was in his throat back.

Taking a few deep breaths to adjust his mentality, he quickly said gratefully: "Thank you for saving our lives for your success. If you hadn't arrived in time, we would have all died in the hands of the human head."

He was sincerely grateful, and the feeling of waiting for death was unforgettable and unforgettable. Zhao Ling's appearance was like saving him from hell to heaven in an instant.

"Human head dish?"

When Zhao Ling heard Li Ziyang's words, he couldn't help but mutter, and then he realized the real name of the meatball-shaped demon, which was very appropriate.

Zhao Ling asked, "Are you bounty hunters?"

"Yes, my name is Li Ziyang, I just joined the bounty union shortly." Li Ziyang said hurriedly.

"What kind of hunters are we? We can only be called rookies."

Ma Sen, who had just hid behind, also came over to flatter him and said, "Only a master like you can be called a bounty hunter. It is great to have a powerful warrior like you in the bounty union. Even the human head can be easily killed. It will definitely be safe with you in our Baihua City."

He barely stopped the blood with the medicine he carried with him. After such a serious injury to his arm, he wanted to go to the doctor to treat him immediately, but he did not want to miss the opportunity to make friends with a master like Zhao Ling.

When Zhao Ling heard that one of the two men was called senior and the other was called master, he heard that the two bounty hunters probably regarded him as their peers.
Chapter completed!