C13 Mondo's New Weapon Fist

Without delay, the guard pressed the switch.

But the shutter door hadn't been opened yet.

With a bang, all the lights on the scene went out. It was pitch black and gave everyone an invisible pressure.

Night fell, the base was sealed, and Mondo arrived.

When Mondo woke up, he didn't see his axe, but it wasn't a problem for him.

After Mondo searched everywhere, he came to the table where he was cut and took an electric saw from the side.

Mondo weighed it and felt that it was too cumbersome. It was not convenient at all.

After searching for half a day, he still saw the fire extinguisher next to him.

Mondo smiled, his face full of joy.

Mondo thought to himself that using the fire extinguisher to hunt would be fine too. It would feel good to have meat like this.

Mondo had just picked up the fire extinguisher when he inadvertently caught a glimpse of the fist on the table.

In an instant, Mondo suddenly stood up straight and reached out his hand to grab the fist.

Mondo did not know what this thing was. It looked very strange until Mondo put the fist on his hand.

Mondo clenched his fist and felt an inexplicable joy.

Mondo jumped up happily and kicked away the fire extinguisher under his feet. He walked towards the crowd.

The people who came to the exhibition were arranged by the guards. Some of them even specially selected a few men to stand by the side, the women who were in charge of protecting the crowd.

The assistant also stood by the doctor's side with a dumbfounded expression.

"Doctor... what exactly is going on? Why is the electricity suddenly cut off? Isn't our exhibition finished?"

The assistant complained and cursed. He had spent so much time preparing for the exhibition and had just started it. Not only was the shutter door broken, but even the lights were turned off. This made the assistant start to feel scared.

The doctor was also dumbfounded. He urged the assistant.

"Hurry up and find the reason. If we can't find a solution, our exhibition will be finished. How can we get the funding?"

The doctor kicked his assistant and put all the blame on his assistant.

The assistant had no choice but to curse and light the flashlight as he walked towards the generator underground.

Now, only by finding the generator could the power be restarted and the exhibition begin again.

The assistant walked down unhappily. Because it was too dark and the area was wide, it made the assistant feel a little creeped out.

The assistant forced himself to stay alert and went to the engine area.

It was fine if he didn't look, but when he saw it, he was instantly dumbfounded.

The diesel that was originally supporting the generator was now all gone to the ground. There were four holes in the oil barrel. It was as if something had stabbed into it, wasting all the diesel.

The assistant frowned and observed his surroundings.

"Who is so bad? Isn't this intentionally making the exhibition unable to continue? Still not letting the lights on?"

The assistant quickly found an empty bottle and placed the flashlight on the ground. At the same time, he squatted down and wanted to collect all the diesel that was flowing on the ground so that the generator could start operating normally.

The assistant squatted down and held it in his hand.

The moment he turned his head, he saw a pair of feet beside him. It was as if they had not been washed for decades and emitted an unspeakable disgusting smell.

The assistant couldn't be bothered with anything else. She quickly covered her nose.

"Bro... How did you do this? Why is your body so smelly? How long has it been since you took a bath?"

The assistant looked up as she spoke. She followed the assistant's gaze and slowly looked up.

When she was about to see her face.

Suddenly, a fist was thrown at the assistant.

Bang!

"Ah..."

The assistant instantly covered her face. Screaming.

"F * ck me... Are you f * cking sick? Why did you hit me?"

The assistant's face was covered with blood. The blood made the assistant unable to open her eyes. She could only close her eyes and curse at the person in front of her.

Mondo felt that this punch was very useful. He raised his fist again.

Bang.

The assistant's body flew backward and hit the generator, then bounced off.

"It hurts..."

The assistant curled up on the ground, bent his body, and clutched his chest.

The assistant was terrified. She could only move back bit by bit and rub against her body.

"Help..."

The assistant shouted, but Mondo kicked her mercilessly.

Bang!

Mondo stepped hard on the assistant's knee.

"Ah..."

The assistant's scream echoed in the basement.

However, there was no one in the basement right now. There was only the assistant, so Mondo could kill them mercilessly.

The assistant was terrified. He knelt on the ground and kept begging.

"Stop hitting me. ... What are you trying to do? " I can give you money. "

The assistant was scared to death. Right now, the assistant only wanted to live. He knew that the person in front of him was determined to take his life. Now, he could only hope that he could use money to buy his own life.

Mondo panted heavily and ignored the assistant's pleas.

Mondo grabbed the assistant's hair.

Pushing hard back.

Bang!

The assistant was almost out of breath in an instant. Her body was lying on the ground softly as she sobbed. The blood in her mouth kept seeping out.

Mondo also felt a little bored. What kind of people were they? He could kill them in a few hits.

So this time, Mondo lifted his leg and aimed it at the assistant's face and stamped it down.

Crack.

The assistant's face caved in under Mondo's stomp, and the assistant instantly stopped breathing.

A sound came from Mondo's body.

"Ding... congratulations, you have obtained + 10 Slaughter Value."

"Currently, there is a total of 70 Slaughter Value."

"After killing three people, you will obtain Level 2 killing intent. Please continue to work hard."

When Mondo heard this voice, he smiled. The corners of his mouth curled up to his ear, and his smile was filled with fear.

Mondo did not care about his assistant's body at all. Instead, he took off his assistant's shoes and wanted to put them on for himself.

Mondo's feet were too big. The assistant's shoes were on Mondo's feet. They even left Mondo's heels out.

After finishing all of this, Mondo slowly walked towards the ground. He wanted to prepare for a new round of slaughter. If he was lucky, he would kill a few more and level up to Level Two. At that time, he would obtain some other skills.

The more Mondo thought about it, the happier he was. He quickly walked up.

The crowd that was trapped on the ground suddenly started to discuss animatedly. Everyone was a little dissatisfied.

"What are you doing? We are here to participate in the exhibition. We are now trapped here."

"Why does it feel like we are being kept in captivity? Are you not going to let us leave without giving us a good evaluation?"

The doctor had no choice but to step onto the stage and comfort everyone.