"Damn, this little rabbit cub dares to laugh and kill her!"

"This arrogant green-haired turtle, him to death, make him laugh!"

"Fuck, laugh, beat you to death!"

The jailers breathed alcohol and slashed their fists and feet like a storm on their heads and faces.

In the face of the beating of these guys, Zhou Ke found that he was powerless to resist at all, and could only let the jailers punch and kick wildly.

In his previous life, he had been subjected to similar violence on campus, but he chose to endure because of cowardice and compromise.

But after he killed someone, he felt that the fierce fire in his heart had been ignited, and he could no longer be bullied unscrupulously, Zhou Ke still laughed wildly, and the terrible killing thoughts in his heart became stronger and stronger.

The [Crazy Laughter Factor] was continuously activated, and although the beatings of these people looked very vicious and ruthless, these attacks hit Zhou Ke's body without pain, but made him feel that a wonderful force was converging towards a certain point in his body, gradually forming a thick energy vortex.

Is that what it is...... Source power?

Zhou Ke didn't fight back immediately, he was still suffering damage, and every blow made the power that gathered in his body speed up by a point, and every critical blow made him feel the energy vortex in his body fluctuate extremely violently.

The beating lasted for more than ten minutes, and the other two inmates in the cell looked at Zhou Ke in horror, without the slightest pity or sympathy, just hoping that the guards would not spread their anger on the two of them.

"Damn, this kid doesn't seem to have been killed, and he's still panting!" the head of the jailer scolded angrily, his face shaking up and down.

"Gasp, boss, you see the fuck is still laughing!

"Hey, hey, my fist is almost swollen, this kid is still fucking fine, what a bitch, so resistant, brothers, kick him for me, kick him to death!" said the cell boss angrily.

"Come on, on, on, on!" another leaning jailer handed over several barbed iron rods.

Zhou Ke was beaten a little back, but his smile did not decrease at all, he coughed and laughed, the energy vortex in his body rotated even faster, and a suction force that spread to the surroundings became stronger, obviously urgently needing more source power injection.

Zhou Ke felt that he urgently needed a few more punches and kicks at this moment, but he didn't think that he was really sleepy and someone sent a pillow, and these jailers, who were getting harder and harder, took the barbed iron rod and began to beat Zhou Ke even more wildly.

Black shadows smashed on Zhou Ke's head, and Zhou Ke's head broke through in an instant, and his body was quickly beaten out of blood.

Although Zhou Ke was injured, these jailers were still surprised, because with the strength of the attack they had just attacked, it was enough to kill Zhou Ke, but now he only seemed to have some skin injuries, and he could still stand staggeringly without falling, which was really incredible, and even the hands raised by a few people couldn't help but freeze in midair.

At this moment, Zhou Ke, whose face was covered with blood, showed a terrifying smile, and his green hair was already covered with blood red, intertwined into a strange and terrifying color.

Zhou Ke had clearly sensed that the energy vortex in his body seemed to be full, and a vast energy fluctuation spread from the energy vortex to every meridian and various acupoints, and then glowed with unprecedented wonderful vitality, making Zhou Ke feel his blood boiling, more excited than drinking a whole can of coffee and Red Bull.

He pressed the wrist of the jailer closest to him, and with a little force, he directly crushed the wrist, and his four fingers were actually inserted into the flesh of that guy, and the other arm blocked the attack of the other person.

There was a cruel smile on the corner of Zhou Ke's mouth, and his whole body was shrouded in a layer of rich source power, exuding a scorching aura, and although he couldn't see it, the other jailers had already been shocked to find that Zhou Ke's pupils had turned from gray-brown to white.

Zhou Ke was just beaten up, and he turned into a source martial artist so inexplicably?

The movements of these jailers all stopped, they were just ordinary people, and it was only because they had some strength among those poor ordinary people that they were recruited to be poor watchdogs in this dark prison.

In this world of the jungle, they have also been bullied by others, and now they have to vent their humiliation on the more pitiful weak, but this time they looked away, this green-haired boy who looked weak was not an ordinary test subject, but a source martial artist who could use source power!

"Ahhh......h

"Oh my God...... Source...... Source Warrior, how is this possible?" the thin jailer was dumbfounded.

The bloated cell leader was also startled when he saw Zhou Ke's flickering white pupils, but he thought that this must be his own delusion, after all, it is very difficult to become a source martial artist through acquired cultivation, this guy was a worthless waste when he sent it, and he didn't make any resistance when he accepted that terrible test, but now he suddenly became a source martial artist, how could such a strange thing happen?

"Damn! Fuck you, this kid still dares to fight back, what are you doing in a daze? Beat him! Beat him to death!"

The cell boss roared again.

However, this time, apart from him, the other jailers no longer had the courage to fight back, and they all rushed out of the cell with screams.

"Hehehe...... It's time for me to fight back......" Zhou Ke smiled strangely, and looked at the cell head.

And this poor fat man who smashed at Zhou Ke with an iron rod was grabbed by Zhou Ke's big mouth with both hands, and then pulled violently, his mouth was directly torn apart, and then Zhou Ke kicked him into his mouth.

Flesh and blood flew everywhere, and the cell leader died tragically in a pool of blood.

Then Zhou Ke picked up the iron rod, and without looking at it, he returned the stick in his hand, and directly shot the jailer who had broken his wrist in the head.

At this moment, the other two poor prisoners in the cell looked at Zhou Ke in horror, as if they were watching a violent demon crawling out of hell, trembling all over, and huddled and squeezed deeper into the corner.

Zhou Ke turned his head to look at the two weak guys, the terrifying and cruel smile on his face made his heart palpitate, and then Zhou Ke continued to laugh maniacally, and began to chase after the arrogant jailers just now.

It wasn't long before a heart-wrenching scream was heard in the corridors of the dungeon.

Zhou Ke easily killed these jailers in seconds, and only then did he truly realize the gap between the source martial artist and ordinary people in this world, if a person has the source power in his body, his speed, strength, and spirit will be greatly improved. If ordinary human beings are just wooden products, then the source force is equivalent to plating a thick layer of gilt on the wooden frame of the human body.

Zhou Ke clenched his fists and looked around the empty corridor, an unprecedented sense of excitement swept through his body,

He slowly walked to the cell head's room, looked into the mirror inside, and saw his own pupils that shimmered with a bright white light, and the terrifying smile on his face became a little bigger......