The death of the flat-headed brother means that the five number cards in his hand become a masterpiece.

After the magician was rescued, he was originally going to get the number card. After all, this thing was of great use, but after thinking about it, he did not go to the flat-headed brother's cell, but instead saved the wheat-colored beauty, the young man in the sea, the black-haired girl and the drunkard.

This time, everyone gathered in the corridor of the cell. The young man from Liuhai showed his smile after the disaster. The wheat-colored beauty covered her face and cried. The gangster kept asking the camera. The drunkard vomited as soon as he left the prison and vomited all the food he had eaten before.

The magician gently comforted the beautiful woman in wheat and gave her a number plate. The beautiful woman in wheat was so grateful that she felt that she had support around her.

Then the magician handed over another piece to the black-haired girl. The black-haired girl didn't expect the magician to do this. She quickly took it and lowered her head and said thank you.

At this point, all the extra two pieces of the magician have been distributed voluntarily.

The magician apologized to the blonde girl and the young man in the sea, saying, "Sorry, I only have so many. Although I don't know what it is for, it's better for everyone to have them as our only bargaining chip."

"Is that true? But someone has taken away five pieces without saying a word." The blond girl pointed at the gangster and said.

Everyone looked at it and found that the five number cards of the flat-tou brother were taken away by the gangster. The gangster was saved by Luther. As soon as he came out, he went straight to the flat-tou brother's room.

After getting the number plate, I didn't show any signs and shouted at the camera to divert my attention.

But there is no doubt that someone has seen it.

"I'll give everyone the number card. Do you want to eat five yuan by yourself?" asked the wheat-colored beauty.

The gangster said calmly, "You were the noisiest just now, and almost killed us. Are you embarrassed to speak?"

The wheat-colored beauty's face changed, her lips moved slightly but she didn't dare to say anything, because she was indeed the most panicked just now.

The magician stood up, gently patted the shoulder of the wheat-colored beauty, and smiled and said, "That strange voice also said that the girl may die in three minutes. It's not her fault. This place is very unfriendly to women. We should tolerate each other."

The gangster saw that the magician was smiling all over his face, and curled his lips and said nothing.

Seeing this, the magician smiled and said, "Forget it, the past is over. Who wasn't panic just now? Everyone should unite to overcome the difficulties."

"The number card is definitely useful, and the manager also said that there are three games in this bet, and maybe we will use the number card after that...it may even be related to life."

"This is a life-threatening game. We should now let go of our fantasies about 100 million and save our lives first."

His words make sense, even linking the number plate with life, and suggesting that everyone temporarily put down their thoughts on the so-called 100 million prize and put life first.

In this way, the gangsters took over the number card as if they were depriving others of their lives.

When the gangster saw everyone looking at you, he immediately took out the number plate and said innocently: "I didn't say I'm going to take it alone. Didn't you pick it up for you? After all, the cell is covered in blood and I'm afraid you won't dare to go in."

"I'm used to seeing corpses anyway, and I don't know how much I've seen in my brain."

The gangster said as he took out three number cards. In his words, he also showed that he was used to life and death and even killed people.

Seeing that he was still threatening everyone, he shone his muscles. A trace of sarcasm flashed in the magician's eyes, and then he smiled and said, "If you don't have a number card, take it."

The blond girl, a young man from the sea and a drunkard, took a number plate.

The gangster here was a clever trick. He deliberately took out only three pieces because there were only three people left on the field and there were no number cards.

There are twelve number cards, but there are only eleven people at this moment, which means that someone can get two.

There is no doubt that the gangster had assumed that he was the one, and he didn't show the other two pieces.

Although everyone knows it well, after all, there are few people and many cards, and there will always be more people. If you see a gangster keep silent, it won’t be fine.

"There is only one door here...the door is not locked."

Lao Wang came to the end of the corridor, creaked and pushed open the iron door.

It was another corridor, with cells on both sides. When they passed by the door, they could see the mottled dark blood stains on the wall inside.

"How many people have died here..." Luther said with a numb scalp.

"Vomit..." The drunkard vomited again.

He was really eating too much. He ate and drank heavily when he was in the casino. He was drunk and then suffered an electric shock. He was nauseous all the way.

"Stop vomiting! Are you worse than women?" said the gangster.

The pungent and sour smell spread in the already foul-smelling prison corridors. Many people disliked the distance from the drunkard and walked forward quickly.

However, the magician patted the drunkard behind him, handed him a handkerchief, and smiled and said, "It's better to spit it out. No one expected that it would fall to this point."

"Although I was in a mess in society before, I had no worries about my life..."

The drunk man wiped his mouth and looked at the gentle magician, feeling his heart warm.

"Thank you, as you said, we must unite and escape, I will expose that casino!" said the drunk.

The magician focused his head and pulled him to follow the team.

The wheat-colored beauty and the black-haired girl walked a few meters away and found the magician behind her, so she stopped waiting for him.

Everyone walked through the long corridor and found several forks. After they tried several forks in succession, the large iron door at the end was locked.

"This seems to lead to different levels, and the people behind the scenes have to arrange a second game based on the number of people we survive."

"We may have to wait before a door will open," Huang Ji said.

Everyone nodded, it made sense, and the organizer didn't know how many people they lived, so in theory, there were many alternatives for the second and third games, and they were not determined in advance.

Sure enough, after waiting for more than a minute, a crack sound came from the end of a fork.

Everyone rushed over and pushed open the door. This time they came to an open square.

This square is very similar to American prisons.

On the left and right of the square are all four-story cell buildings, with the exit and the iron gate at the time of arrival in front and behind.

But the exit was locked, and after everyone entered the square, the door behind them was locked.

At this point, they were completely trapped in this square, and it was obvious that the second game was about to begin.

"A such a simple game will actually die. It seems that you have to give you some simple and crude games that clearly show you the rules." The strange sound rang out again, this time it was sent from the radio speaker above your head.

Everyone looked up and the gangster shouted: "I have brothers. You do this in the casino. Let me see if my brothers don't tear down your casino!"

The drunkard also said, "I know the most powerful lawyer on the West Coast. When I came, I also told my family where I went. You guys can let me out."

"We are the spokespersons of God, and this bet has lasted for a hundred years." A strange laughed.

Everyone looked stiff and their faces were horrified.

The host did not explain why they were not afraid of revenge, were not afraid of legal sanctions, nor did they give detailed explanations on how powerful their power was.

He just stated a fact lightly: this bet has lasted for a hundred years.

This sentence is better than all explanations, and it is completely terrifying to think about it carefully. It is impossible to imagine what a terrible force this is.

The magician asked loudly: "If we finish three games, will you let us go?"

"Do you think we will deliberately silence the final winner? No, try to survive in the game! Being a winner is your only chance." The host said.

Everyone had to ask more questions, and the host interrupted: "Stop talking nonsense, now introduce the second game, jailbreak."

Everyone immediately kept silent and listened carefully to the host's words.

Through the last game they knew that this guy only said the rules once.

"As you see, this is a prison. In this prison, there are eighty cells on the left and the eighty cells on the left and the blue cells on the right."

"You can choose your own cell at will, choose the red one, and only live on the red one, choose the blue one, and only live on the blue one. Your identity information is available in the cell, and once you choose, it cannot be changed."

"Everyone comes in for one crime, but the identities in these 160 cells are tangible criminals and others are wronged."

"Each of you wants to redeem yourself and leave this prison. There are three ways to leave."

"The first type is of course serving a sentence. You only need to complete ten years in prison before you can leave here."

As soon as these words were said, there was an uproar, ten years?

What a joke, you can't go crazy if you stay here for ten years?

And... everyone looked around, at least where they saw no food or water, that is...

"Where is the food? How can I stay away from eating for ten years? Didn't I starve to death long ago?" Luther said in surprise.

The gangster scolded: "Are you a masturbating pen? This first one is obviously a way to make you play with."

Unexpectedly, the host smiled strangely and said, "No, since you have served your sentence, there must be a commutation of sentence regulations. In each cell, there is a bicycle-style generator. Through bicycle movement, the main control battery on the ceiling can be charged."

Everyone looked up. Indeed, at the highest point of the square, there was a large screen, which was dark and inconspicuous.

"The battery is connected to the entire prison. After the game starts, I will turn off the power switch. All your electricity needs to rely on it. Of course, you can save some money. After all, you can use electricity to reduce the sentence. You can directly exchange 100% of the electricity, which means that once the battery is fully charged, it reaches 100%, and all of it is redeemed, you will be released immediately..."

Hearing this, everyone was surprised.

Even if you haven't used it, you have seen it. It's just a stepping on it to generate electricity. You can do it with just one piece of strength.

It’s nothing more than doing some hard work and you can reduce the sentence!

"As long as you fill up the big battery, everyone can leave! This is actually a game where everyone can survive without fighting hard?" Luther and the wheat-colored beauty said happily.

The gangster shouted: "Do you have brains? It's not that simple! This game is called jailbreak! What are the other two methods?"

The host smiled and said, "The second method is that everyone votes for rehabilitation in their cell mailbox, or everyone votes for pardon, which will trigger collective rehabilitation or collective pardon."

"Once collective rehabilitation is achieved, all wronged persons will be released unconditionally. However, all perpetrators will be executed."

"On the contrary, once the collective pardon is achieved, all perpetrators will be released unconditionally, but all those who are wronged will be executed."
To be continued...