The Virgin Man has the halo of being the protagonist, and even if he narrowly escapes death, he can still survive. But other people may not be so lucky!

Xining said while sewing: "Hold the door for me first. If someone breaks in, it will disturb the treatment."

Everyone else looked at the Virgin Man. The Virgin Man put down his hand on the doorknob and nodded: "Okay, let's sew him up first."

Sewn? The person doing the stitching is biting the strip of cloth. Why does it sound so weird? He is not a pillow, he is sewing. Also, can you be serious? This is sewing his flesh, so stop talking.

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People in the toilet began to prepare, and if someone broke in, they were going to fight to the death.

First, we counted how many weapons he had in his hand, and the result was that there were very few. There was only one knife, which Wu Bingcheng snatched from the opponent's hand when he was attacked. As for the person who attacked him, needless to say, he could no longer see it.

There was also a chopstick given by Xi Ning. After the man got it, he rubbed it on the ground and sharpened it.

After seeing it, Wu Bingcheng's people laughed: "What's the use of this?"

He was quite confident: "It works if you go in the right direction. I'll stick it in your eye. If you can, don't hide." He tried to attack, but it was just a feint, and the opponent avoided it without thinking.

Wu Bingcheng's men actually took out a piece of lead wire that was left over from making the Kongming Lantern just now. It was not long, only about fifty centimeters, but it was enough to tighten the two pieces with two hands and strangle the neck.

Wu Bingcheng said with satisfaction: "Good boy."

The next step is to discuss how to defend and attack after going out later. After all, there are too few weapons, so we can only rely on our fists. Someone suggested that holding a sportswear jacket in your hand can also be used as a weapon.

It sounded like they were not professional at all, and the arrangements were a bit clumsy. Xining, who was still mending the hole, rolled his eyes: "The toilet lid inside is on your hand."

The chattering discussion suddenly died down. There were more than a dozen grown men. Look at me and I look at you. Yes, the toilet lid is thick and can be used as a shield or to hit people. There are ten squatting positions and one

One piece, there are ten pieces.

Ten minutes later, the toilet door opened. The three leaders, holding the toilet lid in both hands, were in front as vanguards, while the three behind were on each side as cover. The last one was to prevent someone from attacking from behind.

The whole room was dim again and the lights were flashing. The flashing light made every movement seem to be skipping. People could only see an outline, as blurry as a ghost. It was as noisy as a ballroom.

It's noisy, but here it's not dancing, it's killing.

Screams and screams sounded from time to time, some were killing people, and some were trying hard to hide themselves. Probably the organizer felt that there were too many people today and the contestants were too free, so they also played this trick during the day.

A man holding something unknown in his hand rushed over from the side. The man flashed forward from the darkness like a ghost. When the lights came on, the ferocious expression on his face no longer looked like a human being.

The people over there may have been stunned, or they may not have reacted. Just when the other party was about to rush forward, the Virgin Man had quick eyesight and used a cover to block the front.

The sound of "Boom~" was still so clear and loud even amid the screams and fighting.

This man has a dick in his hand! The originally dull man suddenly became excited, took the lid in his hand and smashed it hard, "Boom, boom, boom..." Even if it is made of ceramic, it is thick.

The intruder was beaten to the point of being unable to resist, and fell to the ground holding his head and screaming. Everyone was stunned. It was so terrifying, so brutal, and so fast. Was this considered to have stimulated their potential?

Others who originally wanted to rush over saw this situation and did not dare to move here. Only one person can smash it so happily. There are more than a dozen people here, many of them holding white lids in their hands.

He continued to smash, but there was no sound anymore. If the Virgin Man hadn't stopped him, he would still be smashing.

The excessive reaction made the man pant and tremble all over. He stared blankly at the man lying on his side like a prawn. The flickering lights made everything hazy and unreal.

"Let's go." Someone patted his shoulder, and the whole team continued to move forward.

Sometimes people who are not afraid of death or who haven't seen the situation clearly will bump into you, and they will all be kicked out. If they dare to get close again, they will be smashed.

From time to time there was someone lying on the ground, and pools of dark liquid flowed everywhere, making it feel a little sticky under your feet.

When he walked to the bed against the wall, the Virgin Man shouted out names one by one, eager and worried at the same time. I was so convinced that he couldn't live long, and he actually went to remember the names.

But no one came over, so Xi Ning went over to comfort him: "Maybe he is hiding. Let's walk around slowly. We might encounter him and see if he can be saved."

Sure enough, this very holy advice was adopted, and the large army pressed against the wall and began to circle slowly.

The Virgin Man shouted his name as he walked, just like the village calling the parents of a lost cub. But no one responded to him. Almost all of the four people who were not present were injured. The injured man was smart, even if he moved his injured leg, he would

It hurts, but I'm still limping and jumping on one leg.

Maybe they were already... Shouting and shouting, the Virgin's male voice was choked with sobs, but he still shouted. The strong sense of loss in the end made the shouts hoarse and almost crazy. It made Xining want to go over and punch him hard. What?

There is such a creature, can you die if you don't sensationalize it? Please be sensible.

No wonder he gets upset when his teammates die and puts all the blame on himself. He could have been an elite, but ended up being a big failure.

I saw a lot of people fighting with each other along the way, and I could only avoid them or watch them. After all, no one knows which side has the intention to kill first. If the gang is wrong, wouldn't they be helping others?

Even if you know, what can you do? Do jackals, tigers and leopards save those poor prey when they are hunting? The answer is no, nature has its own laws of survival, and predators hunt to survive. There is no law in this area.

The place follows the natural law of the jungle, where the fittest survive and the strong survive.

The Holy Mother Man once wanted to help. When he saw a person being beaten and shouting for help, he must be a weak person, so he went to help. He just pulled the strong person away and knocked him unconscious with his fist. The "weak person" who was originally lying on the ground grabbed him.

After being knocked unconscious, the weapon in the strong man's hand, a chisel, was inserted into the opponent's eye socket.

The chisel was neither sharp nor big, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to last that long.

After the counterattack, he actually attacked the Virgin Man with a chisel. The more contestants died, the richer the bonus, and the game should end faster.

Typical of the farmer and the snake, Mr. Dong Guo and the wolf, after the Madonna man resisted in anger, he struck the opponent on the neck with his palm, knocking the heartless guy to the ground with just one blow, leaving him dead or alive.
Chapter completed!