Finally, the male voice rang: "The game continues, and the questions outside the field end. Do the two contestants ask each other if they ask each other? You can ask each other now."

Xining turned her gaze to the Madonna, with an extremely firm look: "I want to survive, my brother is still waiting for me. What is your purpose in living?"

The Madame Male looked painful: "I want to live too. My comrades died for me. I want to take good care of their family."

"Then I will take care of you!" Xining was a little excited. This way, she would be more like a young girl. She was too calm and distorted: "You just give them money when you go back, and I can take care of you better than you. What is your purpose for here? Didn't you say that you planned to die here before you came. If you don't die, take the money back and pay off the debt and give them some money. I can do all of these, and my purpose for here is to go back alive."

She covered her face with her hands suddenly, and her shoulders trembled: "Please, let me live. I am still young and don't want to die. I really don't want to die..."

For a moment, the Madonna was speechless. The purpose of his coming was indeed like this. Since all his comrades were sacrificed, he fell into deep self-blame and could not extricate himself, thinking that he deserved to die. Why didn't he go with him at that time, so that he could be with him on the road to the underworld.

But when he reached the last level, he was only one step away and he could win everything.

In this game, watching more than 300 contestants decrease at a rapid rate every day, some of whom died in the game, some kill each other, and some commit suicide by themselves... This is no less cruel than the war.

The Madame Male finally spoke, her lips squirmed slightly: "But I don't want to die now, I want to live..."

"Have you changed your mind?" Xining suddenly raised her head, her eyes were rubbed red just now, so she stared at her red eyes with incredible ideas: "You have changed your mind now? But I have always wanted to live. I promise you that I will not only take good care of your comrades' family members, but also benefit more people."

"If I can win, I will be 60 million more than you in terms of money. With these 60 million more, I will be able to do more."

"So..." She looked at the Virgin Mary with ardent urgency: "Please, don't change your original thoughts and let me live, okay?"

The Madonna...

Half of the rich people in the VIP room laughed out loud. Number 166 was amazing enough and asked her to survive. However, if you say such words, you don’t feel hypocritical at all. Everyone has survival. At this critical moment, revealing their thoughts is very frank, showing the most basic human nature of human beings.

Xining looked at the Madonna and looked at him like this. You are not the Madonna. Since Madonna should give up the way of life to others. If you don't, sorry, he has changed and no longer Madonna.

The reason why the Madonna has the protagonist's halo is because of this kind of stupid behavior, he should give up his hope of life to others. Once his attitude changes, the protagonist's halo will inevitably be weakened and even leave him.

If you lose your halo, you will be not far from getting a lunch box!

If you agree, it is equivalent to getting a lunch box. Seeing that it is not, he is willing to die, so everyone will not vote for him!

The Madonna was very entangled when he sat there. He didn't want to die, but he did die if he died. He just happened to accompany those comrades who left first. But he didn't want to die now!

Finally, he gritted his teeth with a little hatred: "What do you mean, let me die?"

A ball was thrown over again. Now is the most critical moment. One mistake made it, and the whole game was lost.

Xining's eyes were about to turn, and quickly covered her face with her hands, so that no one could see her brain-like appearance. A person who tried to make a way to argue and a person who covered her face and cried was of course the latter type could get more sympathy from others.

"Yeah... I don't want you to die either, I don't want anyone to die. I want to live and live well. I am so young, even if I don't have money, there are many things to do. I have been working hard every day, and I will study apart from work. If my brother didn't really need money in urgent need, I wouldn't have come here. Wooah..."

Unfortunately, I can't cry. Now I can't pinch my thighs with my hands, and only my movements and language are in place.

Barrage: "I'm crying again." "Let's let Dabing die. Originally he was planning to die." "Let's just help Dabing and the others." "Please contact information and date" "My five hundred dollars is gone." "Don't cry, I feel so distressed"...

The male voice rang: "The game has been going on for fifty-three minutes now. If there are no other problems, we will hold the first round of votes."

"Please click the selection button at the bottom of the computer. If you want any contestant to win, click on its number. Viewers who watch on their mobile phone can click on the voting entrance next to it and vote with their mobile phone."

As soon as they finished speaking, a red line was escalated above the two numbers, rising at an extremely fast speed, and soon a red pillar was formed, and there was a gap in length according to the number of votes obtained.

The host's voice shouted again: "Although the votes the two people received are similar, it is obvious that they are still more than the 166th. Let's see how much more it is, two percent more, now it is three percent, and it is back to two percent... Wow, it jumps to fifteen percent..."

In the VIP room, Jin took out his cell phone and clicked it.

The brown bear smiled and joked: "Did you vote too?"

Jin curled his lips: "That's natural, I also bet on No. 166."

"I thought you added bricks and tiles to the bets." Brown bear was just saying something, and suddenly thought of something, picked up his phone: "Hey, urgent notice, let all employees vote for No. 166 immediately. This is an order... Is the labor union? Do you know if it is adaptable? It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter whether you vote or not. I will take the voting video to the personnel department tomorrow. Those who haven't gone, please count and know what to do next?"

There are labor unions abroad, and we cannot force migrant workers to do anything they are unwilling to do. Otherwise, the union will come to us, which will be very troublesome. However, there are policies from above and countermeasures from below. We claim to the outside world that we are just suggesting them to vote, without compulsory requirements. But whoever does not vote, just wait to wear small shoes.

The fat rich man smiled trembled: "There must be no employees under Brown Bear. I don't know if there are one or two thousand. It seems that you are going to lose money."

"Hmm~, you can still do this!" Thor rolled his eyes: "Even if it was me, I admire your shamelessness."

The brown bear picked up the wine glass and drank proudly: "You have many subordinates, and you can do this, I have no objection."
Chapter completed!