A bloated, rotting hand burst out from the ground.
"Fuck!"
The young man in the rush jacket was startled and hurriedly ran forward, but, unfortunately, he was too slow.
Slap!
The hand grabbed his ankle.
Rustle!
A fatso emerged from the ground, not wearing a stitch of clothing, his excessive flesh glaringly visible.
"Examiner, save me!"
The young man in the rush jacket fell down as he was pulled, shouting desperately while trying to kick the fatso's arm with his other leg, but for the monster, this attack was akin to scratching an itch.
"Move aside!"
Zhang Hao shouted loudly.
The candidates scattered in panic to avoid being targeted by the monster.
Whoosh!
Annoyed by the kicks, the monster clenched its other fist and smashed it down towards the young man's stomach, like crushing a cockroach.
"Help!"
The young man bellowed.
Whoosh!
A Muscle Buddha, with bulging muscles, appeared beside the Dead Flesh Man, and with a hand as large as a fan, he slapped it on its head.
