Huang Mao, who was originally angry, was now so frightened that his whole body was shaking and he could hardly stand.

He finally understood the mistake he had made. Unfortunately, this game is more cruel than life. He procrastinates in life, makes mistakes, and treats business as a game. It will not cost him his life. The worst he can do is to have to do it all over again. But from this point of view,

No second chances!

Huang Mao turned around tremblingly, knelt down suddenly, and cried towards the finish line: "I was wrong, give me a chance, I can win. It's all him..."

Pointing at the Virgin Man, he glared like an enemy with his eyes splitting: "It was him who influenced me, it was him! Please, give me another chance. I want to go in, let me in, woo woo woo...

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Unfortunately, a few more eliminated people knelt down and begged to give them a chance.

Xining looked at the Virgin Man. The Virgin Man who was still comforting the collapsed woman also had a surprised look on his face.

Why do you think it's funny again? Is it possible that Huang Mao has a low IQ and specializes in collecting stupid people? This kind of clown should be destroyed as soon as possible. In a society governed by the rule of law, it is still causing trouble. It is annoying to watch, but it cannot be eliminated.

The elevator came again, and there were enough people left to load one.

Xining followed him in. The blood before became a little sticky over time, just like stepping on honey or thick sugar water. After someone stepped on it, he couldn't help but retched.

The masked man outside the door raised his hand with black leather gloves. As he raised and waved it down, the staff members sprayed tongues of fire from their guns.

The elevator door finally closed, and the people in the elevator saw through the crack in the door the appearance of the last eliminated person falling outside. The moment the gunfire stopped, it seemed unusually quiet.

The elevator was filled with the smell of blood and death. Everyone was in an uneasy mood. In a short period of time, the whole life seemed to be turned upside down. It was like walking on a high-altitude tightrope. If you are not careful, you will pay the price with your life.

The door opened quickly, and the people in the elevator walked out one by one, as numb as walking zombies.

On the ground in front of the elevator, the blood stains extended out from the elevator, becoming less and less the farther away, and finally only a few vague bloody footprints could be seen.

The other blood-stained route extends to the corner of the wall. It seems that the first batch of slow ones are to move the bodies out of the elevator. But the next few elevators are fine, so they are fast.

Many people were thankful that they did not follow the first batch.

The underground passage is not wide, but rather narrow. It is about 1.2 meters wide, but it is enough for two people to pass by at the same time.

Everyone follows the person in front of them based on instinct. The person in front only follows this passage.

There is an arrow posted on the wall at the end of the passage. It is red and very eye-catching. Everyone turns according to the sign and continues walking.

After going around like this twice, I finally entered a buffer room that was wider than the corridor. There was an open door directly opposite. The door was very large, and it seemed to be a very large room inside.

After walking in, it was bright, but the previous passage was so dim that some eyes were not used to it, so they either squinted or used their hands to block it.

It took a few seconds to get used to it, and I looked around. It was indeed a very large room, about fifty meters by fifty meters, and more than three meters high. The top of the room was filled with frosted glass, and every fourth piece of glass was inside.

Just turn on a lamp and light up the whole room.

There were many double-decker beds lined up against the walls. Most of the contestants who had come before took their seats in small groups, looking at the others with a somewhat sinister look.

Including the male protagonist with a sinister face and an absolutely sinister and ferocious smile. There were even more blood stains on his body. He took off his jacket and hooked it on his arm. He was only wearing a white sports vest underneath, revealing the tattoos on his arm.

There were more people around him, about seven or eight, and they were all social people who seemed difficult to deal with.

The collapsed girl suddenly had another attack. This time she didn't know where the courage and strength came from. She turned around and faced the door she came from, crying: "I want to go back, I want to go back, I don't want to play anymore!"

As soon as he saw the collapsed woman running towards the door, the holy man quickly stopped her and said, "Don't~"

The collapsed woman struggled vigorously and cried loudly: "I still have children and a husband, and I want to go back. What will happen to the children without me? I don't want to die..."

Xi Ning had no time to meddle in such noisy matters, so he looked around and picked up the bed.

Choosing a bed is a technical job. If you choose it well, your chances of survival will greatly increase. According to human nature, the weak will hide themselves, and the weak will usually choose to stay on the side or in the corner.

As everyone knows, according to the current situation, there will most likely be killings. The masked man also said: "As long as you don't attack the staff here and don't leave the permitted area, the staff will not shoot."

Just prove that "competition" between contestants is allowed.

Then you can't choose the bed near the corner, otherwise there will be no place to escape if someone kills you. Should you hide under the bed? This method will only make you die faster.

It took a few seconds to get used to it, and I looked around. It was indeed a very large room, about fifty meters by fifty meters, and more than three meters high. The top of the room was filled with frosted glass, and every fourth piece of glass was inside.

Just turn on a lamp and light up the whole room.

There were many double-decker beds lined up against the walls. Most of the contestants who had come before took their seats in small groups, looking at the others with a somewhat sinister look.

Including the male protagonist with a sinister face and an absolutely sinister and ferocious smile. There were even more blood stains on his body. He took off his jacket and hooked it on his arm. He was only wearing a white sports vest underneath, revealing the tattoos on his arm.

There were more people around him, about seven or eight, and they were all social people who seemed difficult to deal with.

The collapsed girl suddenly had another attack. This time she didn't know where the courage and strength came from. She turned around and faced the door she came from, crying: "I want to go back, I want to go back, I don't want to play anymore!"

As soon as he saw the collapsed woman running towards the door, the holy man quickly stopped her and said, "Don't~"

The collapsed woman struggled vigorously and cried loudly: "I still have children and a husband, and I want to go back. What will happen to the children without me? I don't want to die..."

Xi Ning had no time to meddle in such noisy matters, so he looked around and picked up the bed.

Choosing a bed is a technical job. If you choose it well, your chances of survival will greatly increase. According to human nature, the weak will hide themselves, and the weak will usually choose to stay on the side or in the corner.

As everyone knows, according to the current situation, there will most likely be killings. The masked man also said: "As long as you don't attack the staff here and don't leave the permitted area, the staff will not shoot."

Just prove that "competition" between contestants is allowed.
Chapter completed!