Looking at such a person who was still very confident, even if he was caught, he felt that he could threaten him, and he was desperate step by step, this feeling was simply too cool.

For all this, no matter how many times he came, Ron would feel new and happy.

As for whether he will encounter such a thing in the future, Ron can only say that he is looking forward to that day, and perhaps, he can really feel the despair and be threatened to the day of death.

In that case, the whole life will be truly complete.

It's something to be happy about, isn't it?

"Whether it's yours or theirs, as long as it touches me, as long as it touches, it's mine, everything."

At this point, Ron's smile was a little intimidating, and he didn't intend to let the other person speak at all.

Directly twisted the opponent's broken and weak hand, and stuffed it directly into the opponent's frightened mouth.

"Feel this pleasant death slowly, and I'll send your family down to find you, don't worry, soon."

Taking care of himself, Ron told the dying man in front of him about his plans and actions.

"A family, after all, is it necessary to walk neatly, isn't it?"

"It's just like waste."

Finally, after a careful mutter, Ron directly released a slug on the other party's body.

They've made a deal before, and even though this old guy obviously doesn't have much of a life source now, trash still has his value.

Waste is always available.

What can't be used is simply an insult to waste, not even waste.

Completely ignoring the other party's struggles, let the slugs absorb the other party's life source like this.

Ron didn't care, a person's life source was too little, especially an old guy, he didn't expect to absorb much in the first place.

He just wanted to watch, the other party slowly died, and slowly felt the moment when death came.

If you die in an instant, it may pass quickly.

If it were a person lying on a hospital bed, then he wouldn't die, he just couldn't move, and there was a needle next to him, just looking at his blood.

Keep pumping, keep pumping, no stopping.

That person, that feeling, how panicked and desperate that person would be until the last moment.

Some people say that he is not afraid of death, but it may just be the wrong choice.

The way to die is right, then rebirth, that is called liberation.

If the way to die is wrong, then despair, that is called terror.

"Next, is this the one? What do you call it? ”

After checking the pig-headed guy next to him, his eyes widened now, obviously struggling to ask for mercy, but Ron didn't care, just like that, let the other party enjoy it.

Looking at the telepathic person next to him, according to normal circumstances, their current situation should be hostile.

However, if this pig is eliminated, their situation may not be certain.

After all, bodyguards.

"This gentleman, my name is Dax, and I am a hunter and have no license."

Dax felt his employer next to him struggling for help, but he knew he couldn't do anything.

Nothing can be done.

A brief introduction to his own situation, he hasn't done a lot of things when he came here, and he has no feelings for this pig-headed employer.

If it weren't for the money, he wouldn't be willing to do things with the other party.

In this situation, he just wanted to survive.

Although this did not complete the task, it is very shameless in this industry, and it will indeed be despised by many people.

But in this case, he felt that there was no way, and survival was the most important thing.

After all, not everyone can face the courage of death directly, especially because of a pig-headed boss to face death.

"Well, hunter, taking on various tasks?"

Listening to the other party's words, Ron, who was originally thinking about how to deal with this guy, also had an idea.

Thinking of the other party's ability before, it seems to be good.

At least in terms of running for your life, it's okay.

A small puppeteer, with the ability to manifest, or the ability to release the system.

There is also the ability to transfer space.

Being able to develop the ability to this extent can be regarded as a bit valuable, at least in terms of knowledge.

It suddenly occurred to me that I seemed to be too entangled, and Ron originally needed all kinds of mental ability development experience.

This kind of experience is not something that can be seriously taught by one or two teachers.

So what he needs is someone who develops the ability to read in large quantities.

Go to let people teach and learn, and even let the undead soldiers try to develop it on their own.

Obviously he was dealing with other things, but thinking about this, Ron actually began to think about the matter of the capable and the undead army.

In the future, if you encounter some capable people, you can still kill them without killing them.

Although it may be a bit difficult for those who have mental abilities to convert into an undead soldier, they can be used as coolies.

For example, this one in front of you.

"Yes, yes, I just take on all kinds of tasks, basically any task."

Originally, I didn't feel that anything was wrong, but with Ron's question just now, and then Dax felt it, Ron looked at his eyes, and felt more and more wrong.

This....

I don't think the other party likes men, he's seen the woman next to Ron before, in addition to looking smaller, it's actually very attractive.

Especially temperament.

Probably not, hopefully not.

Dax was entangled, regardless of whether he offended Maggie or not.

It's a good thing he didn't say it, and if Dax had said it, it would have been dead.

"Do you have experience teaching people to develop their abilities?"

No nonsense, looked at the old Entre fat man next to him, and then at this Dax, what Ron was thinking about now.

Whether you want to forcibly take the other party away, or let the other party do things in the form of employment.

This is a problem.

Because Ron can't be sure of the relationship between them right now.

Although this guy shouldn't be able to get them into any trouble.

But well...

"Teaching? Developing mental abilities? ”

Listening to Ron's words, Dax quickly reacted.

It's a bit of a puzzle why the other party asks this question, especially since the other party is obviously reinforced.

His ability to read is obviously not suitable and mismatched.

Could it be someone else.

After thinking about it for a while, I didn't dare to ask more.

But the answer was honestly given.

"I haven't taught anyone else, but I've learned under a professional hunter, and I have experience developing my mental abilities, so I guess I have a bit of experience in this aspect."

Although he hadn't taught anyone else, in order not to seem so useless for himself, Dax still picked out a few things to explain.

As a person who often mixes in the hunter circle, he knows that whether he can survive depends on this sentence.