"I want you to turn around and write a part of your body on the sand with your fingers at the cost. Once written down, you can't regret it. If you don't cost as much as the other party, you will be killed! Instead, you can kill each other. But note that after killing each other, you have to pay the price you write, such as a finger, an arm, now, start. "
Mord and modo were stunned.
Then look at each other at the same time, cold.
If they knew it was, they would never have formed a group with each other, because it means that one of their brothers must die!
Other killers turned around, thinking about it, and their forehead was full of sweat.
It's basked in the desert and it's urgent.
If they can, they certainly want to kill the people behind them at the cost of their hair or beard.
But I am afraid that the other side is cruel enough, and use a finger as the price, so that the dead will be themselves.
The more you think, the more terrifying it is to think like this.
Many people want to use their fingers, but they are afraid that the person with their back will pay a greater price than the fingers.
Because of what you can think of, obviously the other side can think of it.
"I can think that fingers are not safe, so what about him? Would he think the same, and then at the cost of the arm, would I choose a bigger price? " It's a terror problem that hovers around many people's minds.
"Time is a minute. If time comes but it doesn't write down the cost, wipe it off!"
Seeing the stalemate, ye Chen added a rule temporarily.
It is a hot desert, but it is a cold and repressive.
“10,9,8,……” Yechen began to count down.
Mord trembled and trembled, and he bit his teeth and quickly wrote.
Mo had no expression, and he wrote it on the sand with his fingers.
Soon, the two finished writing.
The countdown also came to the last word "1.".
They stood up at the same time, turned and looked at each other.
"Tell the person you are in the team now, what is the cost you write down, pay attention, don't lie, or you will die!" Said Ye Chen.
Mord took a deep breath and looked at his brother modo and said, "I write my left thumb. Only with this, my life will not be boring. Instead of other people, I would rather die. "
"You won, I wrote "Hair." A stiff smile was squeezed out of Mordor's face.
In a moment, a thunderbolt fell in the sky, and it was directly split on modo.
In mord's dull expression, modo turned into a charred corpse and fell on the ground.
He chose a finger as a price because he hesitated. I wanted to leave hope to my brother, and I didn't want to die like this, so I wrote down my thumb.
It is a compromise, so that Mo duo has the chance to live, but also gives himself a little weak hope.
But he never thought that modo really could write hair. When this scene he should have expected really came, he regretted it.
"No!" When mortden cried out, his eyes were full of tears.
The mood of this moment, only he knows, how complex it is.
A thunderbolt fell, and a large part of the people were lost in an instant.
Because there are others, write down the same cost of people, also by Ye Chen to wipe out.
Because the cost is not as big as the cost of the other party's Congress being wiped out, and the same is not as big as the other party.
"Good, there are 996 people. You can do it yourself and fulfill the price you just wrote down." The voice of yechen rang again.
Mord gnawed, took out a dagger and cut down his thumb.
It is not only for the sake of the cost, but also for his own punishment.
Obviously all want to leave the hope of life to each other, and his brother is so free and easy, but he is still reluctant to leave a glimmer of hope for himself.
Mord, who was willing to pay for his disappointment, was less brave than others.
Especially some people who write down their arms and even more, don't react until this moment, what they just did.
But here in yechen, they can not turn back.
Unwilling to fulfill, all became the charred corpse.
"The third rule, by the way, is 567 left." Said Ye Chen.
The remaining killers on the scene, each face white.
Because of the blood loss, many people shake up and stand unsteadily.
Those who write down the arm for the cost of course will not really cut off their arms, they do not have that tool.
Instead, it uses a pistol to put a gun on the arm and discards it.
But it doesn't affect the consequences of massive blood loss.
"The third pass rule, you have to choose a direction, and then walk away from the desert in three hours. I can tell you that of the four directions in the southeast and northwest, only one direction is likely to leave the desert in three hours. " Said Ye Chen.Now, some of these killers can't stand it.
Because ye Chen's level is more and more excessive, they have already felt the death is in front of them.
When there is hope, these people will endure and wait and see.
But when there's only despair left, they don't care so much.
"It's impossible! We are constantly losing blood. In this desert environment, we can't walk far, let alone three hours
"I quit. I'll stay where I am. I'm not going anywhere."
In the studio.
"Don't you want to keep people this time? I can't stand walking in such a hot place for an hour. Besides, I'm still injured. It's killing people. "
"It seems that no one has been left in the first two trials? Since the death of Zhou Yaowen, it has become a total killing. "
"That's because there were not many judges in the previous two trials. Zhang pockmarked Wang Laowu should have died, while Dong Zhenhua was alone..."
"I don't want to stay this time. I guess it's because there are all foreigners here? You see, the chief judge has not left a terrorist in the past few times, has he? "
In the face of the killers' protest, ye Chen, who is invisible and floating in the sky, has a slight hook in his mouth. ..
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