Although, the white boy looked very strong and had a long knife covered in blood.
The white boy stood there, his tattered clothes completely soaked in blood, and even the number plate on his body could not be seen.
Just now, No. 7 has actually been observing this white boy. He is very fierce, really fierce.
Just now No. 7 saw him hacking to death several opponents with a knife. Such a person is too terrifying.
No. 7 turned around and glanced at No. 15. Fortunately, he and No. 15 cooperated very well. After a night of running in, the two had an excellent understanding. Together, they could definitely kill the opponent.
White boy.
"Number 15, are you sure you want to deal with me with this little weakling?" The white boy spoke in English. He didn't know if the two people opposite him could understand it, but he always needed to give it a try.
In fact, he had been observing No. 7 and No. 15 before. Neither of them were very strong, especially No. 7, which could even be described as weak.
But he and No. 15 cooperated very well. Several people who were taller than them, more powerful in combat, and more fierce than them in person had all died in their hands.
There were even other teams that cooperated, and several pairs were killed by them.
So the white boy is also a little worried. Fighting alone, he is definitely much stronger than No. 7 and No. 15, but with one against two, if the other party cooperates well, he will definitely be a big deal for him.
challenge.
So, at this moment, he didn't want to confront the other party head-on.
Now there are only three people left in the cage, and two can survive. At this time, there is no need to fight to the death.
"No. 15, you should know what kind of choice is the best choice. If you cooperate with No. 7, you may not be able to kill me. If you make me anxious, even if I die, I will drag you two with me.
, if I really can’t kill you two, then I will try my best to kill you No. 15, do you think you can stop me?”
Boy No. 15 stood there, looking at the white boy with a gloomy face, and blood was dripping from the piece of iron in his hand.
One night, I experienced too much and killed too many people.
Now, victory is at hand, there are only three people left, and two can live.
"I don't know what you are talking about, what kind of bird language you are talking about, I don't understand it at all, but I don't want to understand it, because if I cooperate with No. 7, I will definitely kill you!" No. 15 finished speaking and waved.
He hit the iron piece with his hand, showing an expression ready to fight.
After hearing what No. 15 said, No. 7, who was standing aside, breathed a sigh of relief.
He just understood what the white boy said, so he was very worried.
He has a very clear understanding of the fighting power of the three people still alive in the iron cage at this moment.
He himself is the weakest. If No. 15 does not cooperate with him, he will be dead.
He also understands that at this time, cooperating with the other party on the 15th is actually the wisest and most effective choice.
It is much easier for the two of them to join forces to kill No. 7 than for No. 7 and No. 15 to join forces to kill each other.
Obviously the white boy also knew this truth, so he proposed to cooperate with No. 15 to kill No. 7.
Fortunately, No. 15 did not agree.
Perhaps because of one night's cooperation, No. 15 and No. 7 already have a tacit understanding. For No. 15, it is easier to cooperate with No. 7.
Although this white boy is indeed strong, the stronger he is, the greater the danger.
What if No. 15 cooperates with him and successfully kills No. 7, and those people make demands again, demanding that only one person from each cage can get out alive?
Who has a greater chance of getting out alive, No. 15 or the white boy?
It's obviously the white boy.
Number 15 should understand this truth, so he would not choose to cooperate with a white boy.
Of course, it may also be because No. 15 doesn't understand English at all and has no idea what the white boy was talking about just now, so he didn't choose to cooperate with him.
Regardless of the reason, No. 15 did not agree to cooperate with the white boy. This is definitely good news for No. 7.
Seeing No. 15's rejection, the white boy's face revealed a strong murderous intent.
"On the 15th, you will pay the price for your stupid choice!"
"Same as before, go up and distract him, and I'll find an opportunity to kill him. If I get into a fight with him, you'll find an opportunity to kill him." Number 15 said to Number 7.
No. 7 nodded. The two of them had cooperated like this many times before, and it was very effective.
Although both of them were injured at this moment, if it weren't for their cooperation, they would have died countless times. You know, there are many people lying in the iron cage now who are better than them.
Much more powerful.
Those who are strong may not be able to survive.
"Be prepared. I'll count to three and we'll take action together." Number 15 said.
No. 7 nodded, wiped the blood from his face, walked up to No. 15 with a dagger in his hand, and his eyes were like two sharp swords, piercing the eyes of the white man opposite.
As long as he kills this person again, he can live.
Although living was worse than death and he suffered endless torture, he still wanted to live. Living was better than being thrown into the sea and fed to sharks.
"three!"
No. 15 spoke, and the iron piece in his hand also rotated, adjusting to the best shooting angle.
The white boy opposite had a heavy face. He didn't expect that the two yellow-skinned boys opposite him had not succeeded in alienating each other. It seemed that a fierce battle was going to follow.
"two!"
Number Seven slowly raised the heels of his feet, preparing to rush forward.
"puff"
A slight voice sounded.
It wasn't the sound of number fifteen counting to one, but the sound of iron pieces piercing flesh.
No. 7 was stunned for a moment, and felt a cold feeling coming from his back. It took two or three seconds for the heartbreaking sting to reach his brain, and began to sweep through his body crazily.
He lowered his head and saw an iron piece four to five centimeters long protruding from his heart. There were a few drops of blood on the tip of the iron piece. That was his own blood. His body had been penetrated.
No. 7 turned his head and looked at No. 15 in front of him with some disbelief.
Didn't we just agree to cooperate together to deal with the white boy?
Why?
Why did he suddenly change his mind and attack himself on the 15th?
Seeing the confused look in No. 7's eyes, No. 15 smiled wildly and proudly.
"Thank you for your cooperation with me last night, but now, your mission has been completed, and there is no value in continuing to live. Rest in peace, my good brother!"
After No. 15 finished speaking, he pulled out the iron piece from No. 7's body.
Looking at No. 15 with a smile on his face, No. 7 moved his lips but said nothing.
Blood gurgled out from his heart, constantly taking his life away.
No. 7 fell, falling at the feet of No. 15.
No. 15 did not look at No. 7 because he knew that No. 7 was dead.
The heart is the most fragile and important part of a person. If the heart is penetrated, even the gods will not survive.
The white man opposite him was stunned for a moment, a little surprised, and then he seemed to understand something and burst into laughter.
"On the 15th, you made a wise choice."
No. 15 also looked at the white boy, spread his hands and said with a smile: "It's okay now, we can all get out alive."
The white boy also laughed. Such a result was indeed something he had not expected.
I thought that if I could convince No. 15 to rebel and cooperate with him, that would be enough. It would be easy for the two of them to work together to kill No. 7.
Having been righteously rejected by No. 15 just now, he was still a little helpless and didn't know what to do. He was even ready to fight to the death.
As a result, I didn’t expect that the 15th would come like this.
Even the process of dealing with No. 7 was spared. No. 15 took care of him alone.
It's dawn, the sun has risen from the sea level, and the warm sunshine shines on the deck.
The location of the five large iron cages was very quiet at the moment, but no one could imagine how terrifying, how bloody, and how inhuman darkness had erupted under this quiet and peaceful moment.
Hundreds of corpses lay there, with severed arms and legs washed out of the iron cage by blood and water, and scattered on the deck.
There were several unknown carrion-eating seabirds parked on the deck, constantly pecking at the mutilated corpses...
There are more than 130 people in five large iron cages, and only seven people are still standing at this moment.
Not every cage can really survive two people. In one cage, only one person is still standing, and he is still covered in bruises.
The other one was even worse. No one could stand up anymore. More than thirty people were killed until the last few people died together.
There were more than 130 people, and only seven were left alive. The fight on the deck tonight was as brutal as you can imagine.
No. 15 stood there with the white boy, enjoying the relaxation of the rest of his life and the victory of living.
"No. 15, you are quite capable. If you go out to perform any tasks in the future, we can cooperate." The white boy smiled.
No. 15 nodded and was about to speak when his eyes suddenly widened.
He turned his head and looked at the familiar face in front of him, completely unable to believe his eyes.
"How is it possible that you are still alive?"
His heart was pierced, and No. 7, who should have died, was standing in front of him at this moment. In his hand was the piece of iron that he had just discarded. At this moment, the piece of iron was pierced into his back and heart.
Location.
No. 7 was not as strong as No. 15, so he could not directly pierce No. 15's body with the iron piece.
But it's enough,
Not everyone can survive after being stabbed in the heart.
At least not on the 15th.
No. 15 fell down and closed his eyes in confusion and unwillingness.
No. 7 pulled the iron piece out of No. 15's body and pricked his neck twice more just to be safe.
On the side, the white boy looked at all this in shock. He did not expect that this matter would turn around. He did not expect that No. 7, whose heart was pierced, was not dead yet, and even ran over to kill No. 15.
He was surprised, but it didn't matter.
For him, it makes no difference whether he lives on the 7th or on the 15th. Anyway, he is still alive.
After confirming that No. 15 was dead, No. 7 stopped attacking and looked at the white boy.
"You're very good. You didn't die. Congratulations. Now we can both get out alive." The white boy smiled.
No. 7 held the iron piece, looked at the white boy, and then shook his head: "No, I think it's enough for just one person to survive in this cage."