Chapter 384: Kill the chicken tamarin (Mon./Wed.)

Advance City, Administrator's Office.
"That is, some prisoners cannot move?"
Behind the wide desk, Ron leaned back on the black director's exclusive chair with Erlang's legs and his cigar in his hand.
Hearing this calm tone, Hannibal nodded cautiously.
"Yes, the director, the information in their heads is very important. If they become fools, they can't ask anything."
"It turns out that it's no wonder that some people are sentenced to life imprisonment for the same crimes, and some people are sentenced to death ... to avoid gold medals?"
Ron nodded, agreeing.
Hannibal breathed a sigh of relief and quickly left after leaving.
Too dangerous!
This is Hannibal's assessment of Ron.
If the news did not come from the government, he would not dare to come to Saul's interest to kill him. Didn't he know that some prisoners could not move before? Of course it is clear.
He just didn't dare to say it, for fear Ron was not satisfied with him.
Watching Hannibal leave, Ron frowned and twisted the list, pouting.
"Cut, it's confidential again!"
Only the names of immobilized prisoners were listed on the list, but no reason was given for why they could not be moved, and Ron was not even allowed to obtain information during the interrogation.
There is only one reason: confidential!
and……
Looking at the long name, Ron dared to guarantee that not everyone had important information to keep, and whoever might be connected to the upper levels might be mixed together to escape Ron's experiments.
"Fortunately, the minority is a minority after all, and it doesn't hurt the overall situation ..."
Zizi!
A blue electric arc suddenly appeared in the air, and the electric light flint lit the list. Looking at the list that gradually burned to ashes in orange-yellow fire, Ron grinned.
"And survive, isn't it a sad thing?"
The director's office door slowly opened, and the unpleasant "squeak" sound was heard. Outside the room door, the expressions of the two patrolling to the nearby jailer beastly stiffened suddenly, as if the door was opened.
Slap, slap ...
The hard soles of the leather shoes struck against the slate, backed by the smelting furnace of the blood pool that was reddened by the burning hell, but the two jailer beasts felt a chill from the heart.
"Ok?"
Ron looked up slightly, looking at Minotaurs, the cow monster who was staring at him, and asked, "Is there anything to report?"
Huh! Huh! Huh!
Minotaurs couldn't speak, and could only shake his head like a rattle.
The instincts of the animal abilities are the strongest. In the eyes of Minotaurs and Minor Koalas, Ron is a hunting python, coldly licking his neck, and they just Two little white rabbits unable to resist.
And standing in this empty corridor, the little white rabbit didn't even have a hiding place.
Seeing that he was scared by himself, Ron smiled and turned to leave.
To be honest, of the three lines of demon fruit, Ron's favorite is actually the animal line. After all, it is a manifestation of life energy, and the power of energy can even enable dead things to gain fruit.
And the potential of life is endless, just look at Ron to know that.
Unfortunately, so far, "infinite potential" is just a theoretical thing.
Even Caddo has only reached a level of pseudo-immortality.
And most terribly, the side effects of the animal department are too great.
The primordial beast nature brought by that majestic vitality can easily cause those with unsteady minds to be lost in the beast nature, and a great personality change is the best result. At the same time, with the development of fruit ability, this vitality and animal nature will gradually strengthen, and it will reach a peak after awakening.
These jailers, Minotaurs, were also human, and Ron asked Hannibal.
But some of them are completely lost in awakening, and some are because of the crisis of life and death that activated the primitive instincts of survival, just like Li Ruisk once lost his mind.
In this state, it is too reluctant to say that they are human beings, it is better to say that they are beasts with a higher IQ.
And if you think about how Jack was "drought" when he was killed, you know that this animal nature is inevitable and complementary to those who are capable. No matter how strong it is, it cannot escape being affected by beasts.
Moving along the circular hallway of the scorching hell, the working prisoners noticed that he was patrolling, holding their heads and holding their breath, afraid to look directly.
In just one month, Ron used his ruthless methods to establish his authority in the advancing city, and also made the prisoners understand a truth.
Ron was not cruel for the sake of prestige, but simply did not treat them as people.
A group of ten prisoners with blood in the hands of nine innocent people did not kill them because they still had value. Any resistance and hostility would lead to the killing of the body.
Ron came to the city, and in the past three days, a small one and a five-day one have been stopped. The whole city was unprecedentedly quiet.
But that's right.
Even Hannibal was afraid of Ron. What else could this group of prisoners without human rights do?
In Ron's hands, death is a luxury.
After visiting LV.4 Scorching Hell, and then going to LV.5 Extreme Cold Hell to supervise the repair process, Ron re-entered LV.6 with the terrified eyes of a prisoner.
"It's completely resolved today!"
Putting on a pair of special needle-point gloves, Ron's cold eyes glanced at many LV.6 prisoners, and finally hehe smiled.
...
"what!!!"
The screams of screams were endless. The pirate who attacked the Tianlong people was blood mold, because Ron had already entered the late stage of the experiment and would not kindly give him anesthetics.
Looking at the pirate, who was also a figure outside, was struggling to spit foam on the bench at the moment, like a fish on a cutting board swinging his hands and feet, and the prisoners had their hearts in their hearts.
For a long time, the electric light finally stopped.
Keeping prisoners alive After a lot of experiments is no longer a problem, what needs to be verified is whether the prisoners have successfully turned into fools.
"Throw him in and observe for a few days. No food is allowed to him without my order."
"Yes!"
The two advancement city jailers who replaced Hannibal as assistants wiped the cold sweats, dragged the pirates to death like dogs, and threw them back to the cell, tied with handcuffs and iron chains.
Ron moved his weak hands and feet, looked at his prisoners with various eyes, and smiled.
"Don't you think that's all, right? Dregs!"
"There is another gift in the pipeline."
Grunt ...! !!
Each prisoner swallowed hard, and did not dare to look up.
"Becoming a fool is just an insurance. Your living environment is too cozy. Some food and clothing don't have to endure the harsh climate. I will improve LV.6 as soon as possible."
Devil ... Devil!
The prisoners took a deep breath.
"What do you want, Canglong!"
At this time, a deep icy voice came from deep in the prison, like the sound of the cold wind blowing in the desert at night, rubbing against the sand and stones.
"If you want to be promoted, we can exchange information with you that has not yet been announced!"
"If you're going to get rich, who doesn't have a few treasure spots present!"
"What exactly do you want ?!"
"Well? There are even rebels!"
Ron whispered, and walked past a quail-like quail of prisoners.
"Abolo Pizarro, the wicked king, do you have a strong opinion of me?"
This is a different guy than other prisoners. Instead of wearing a prison uniform, he is wearing a long white and dark brown fur coat and a light purple necklace.
And he was not tied by iron chains like other prisoners and could not move. He was only handcuffed with a chain ball tied to his feet.
Seeing Ron coming, Pizarro looked up without fear and hummed.
"Yes, what? You try to move me ?!"
Try and die!
Ron wouldn't be so stupid.
Combined with the notification just received, plus Pizarro's current treatment ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Fool knows that this is a special prisoner who is strictly prohibited by the world government from experimenting or even being tried.
Pizarro's tough attitude aroused the self-esteem of the prisoners. After a few seconds of silence, a loud noise echoed in LV.6.
"Well said, Pizarro!"
"Long live the evil king!"
"Little shit, get back to milking, this is not where you should be!"
Which LV.6 prisoner is not the biggest figure in the sea row, even if he was caught in infinite hell, he just lost his freedom.
However, Ron's arrival broke this tranquility, let them live completely in fear this month, and nearly drove these evil and proud prisoners.
Someone finally stood up today, the demon director, the prisoners just wanted to let out the aggrieved emotion.
The two guards wanted to fire a warning, but a strong overlord-like arrogance bombarded the two of them, causing them to spit and stunned.
The messy overlord color domineering conflicts in infinite hell, causing purple and black lightning, making the prisoners more excited.
Ron watched it all calmly, and suddenly grinned, "Are you sure you want to be the chicken that kills chickens and tamarins? Pizarro!"