The man stared blankly at the sword emerging from his chest.
He couldn't believe his eyes.
He slowly turned around and saw an angelic and childish face, smiling at him.
Jeffrey stood behind him, took two steps back, and released his hand holding the sword handle.
The words are indeed so vicious: "You are stupid and don't understand clearly."
"Except for the holes in the clothes, there are no holes here."
He patted the place where he had just stabbed, and looked at the person in front of him whom he had eaten with his sword with a smile: "You are so stupid, you really can die."
If a man can still be angry at this time, he will definitely be so angry that his orifices will be filled with smoke.
But he couldn't be angry anymore, his body tilted, he fell down and died.
Three bald men formed a team, and with unstoppable momentum, they surrounded one man and slashed wildly.
Needless to say, another competitor was finished.
But Cheng Qianxun's team still stood still.
As long as they waited, they could save a lot of energy.
There was a soft "bang" sound, and suddenly a cold arrow appeared from nowhere and shot into Agent Leo's head.
Leo stared and fell straight down.
Rudolph looked sideways and saw that it was shot by a man holding a crossbow.
Everyone was watching the fighting over there, but they didn't notice that there was another one.
He was the guy who was stabbed in the thigh by Jeffrey.
He took the crossbow he had always had in his hand and shot Leo to death.
"Damn" Ted, who was originally in the same group as Leo, became furious.
On the other side, Jeffrey also encountered a crisis.
Except for the five people in Cheng Qianxun's team, except for three skinheads, the only remaining people were him and the man with an injured thigh.
Looking at these three sturdy bald men, with ferocious faces and weapons still dripping blood in their hands, they were planning to come over to him.
With a glance, he immediately pointed at the man with an injured thigh and shouted: "He is injured.
If you kill him, there will be one less person to kill him quickly."
He said while stepping back.
"You two are all going to die."
The three bald heads looked like they were looking at chickens in a cage, as if they were determined to win.
At the moment, they just wanted to see who could be killed first.
There are five people in Cheng Qianxun's team, and one of the quotas is gone.
As long as these two people are killed, there are still two quotas left.
The three of them can "discuss" slowly.
The man whose thigh was injured shouted in horror: "Kill this kid, and even if you kill him, there will be one less person left."
After saying that, he quickly raised his crossbow and fired an arrow.
"Whoosh", the arrow quickly inserted into the eye of one of the bald heads.
"Ah.
My eyes."
The man suddenly screamed, covering his eyes with his hands, rolling on the ground in pain.
Jeffrey shouted from the side: "Go on.
Kill them and we will win."
"Damn brat."
The two bald heads probably regretted not killing this brat at this time.
Jeffrey had already hid far away and walked to the top of the stairs, gesticulating as if watching the fun.
It was not their turn to turn around and kill Jeffrey.
The man with an injured thigh quickly loaded the arrow and continued shooting.
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This crossbow needed to be loaded with an arrow and fired.
Two men rushed up while he was loading arrows and chopped him down with random swords.
Okay, seven places, nine people.
Deal with that brat again The two men turned around.
The target was aimed at Jeffrey who was standing on the steps.
Jeffrey stepped back in horror: "Don't, don't.
You won't kill a child, will you?"
No matter what kind of child it is, if you want to survive now, even your biological father will have to be killed.
The man took the sword and ran towards Jeffrey
"Stop" Jeffrey shouted, picked up the dagger in his hand and put it on his neck, and slowly stepped back: "You don't need to.
I will handle it myself."
It's best to solve it yourself.
The two men stopped.
Standing under the stairs, one of them frowned: "Then hurry up."
The place is so big anyway, there is no way to escape.
Jeffrey seemed to be scared and stepped back, twitching his nose and looking extremely aggrieved: "I am so young and I am about to die.
I have something to tell you before I die..."
"That's it..."
He stood only one space away from the light and suddenly burst into laughter: "I'm not a faggot."
After saying that, he took a step back and disappeared into the light.
Everyone looked back at the dark stairs below, and after a long time they didn't see Jeffrey coming up.
"What's going on?"
Everyone thought for a while before they figured it out.
Suddenly they felt like they were being teased and they were all furious.
As if to remind them, an Arabic numeral "2" appeared above the platform.
It should mean that two people won "This kid should have been killed a long time ago," Rudolf said softly, which was what many people were thinking at this time.
This bastard is so good.
If the boy's urine can open the barrier, Jeffrey can pass through it.
After Jeffrey finished urinating just now, it was not him who tried to walk over, but another person.
When Sneijder passed through, Jeffrey should have thought of this, but he still waited for the opportunity calmly.
Before leaving, he teased the two bald men severely.
Another quota has been removed, and now there are only six quotas, but there are eight people.
The two bald men looked at each other and then walked towards the man lying on the ground with one missing eye.
The man's pain slowed down and he stopped wailing.
He covered his injured eye with one hand, and looked at his former teammate with a sword in horror with the other eye: "You, what are you going to do?
We are... ah" Cheng Qianxun closed his eyes and sighed slightly.
Okay, six places, seven people.
The two bald men looked at another team in front of them.
This was a team of five people.
The leader, Regel, was as tall and mighty as an elephant.
Gordon alone can probably deal with both of them.
One of the bald men looked at Cheng Qianxun who was surrounded by men.
She was so short, so he said: "Kill that bitch, she won't live long."
And the other one also encouraged: "Maybe you get out of the way and we will solve it."
Gordon immediately refused: "She is our teammate, and our aim is not to give up any teammate easily."
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Ted was excited.
It was clear that Cheng Qianxun was something the other teammates didn't want to give up.
So whether it was for public or private reasons, he had to speak his mind.
So he puffed out his chest, with an attitude and tone like a law enforcer: "No one has the right to deprive others of their lives.
So if you dare to come here, don't blame us for being rude."
The bald head reluctantly discussed it again: "We are more useful than her.
Let's think about it again."
"What's the use of you?"
Regeer said with a sarcastic look on his face: "We need people with big muscles and strong strength.
We have enough in the team.
No one wants two bastards who will point their swords at their teammates."
Cheng Qianxun went from shaking nervously to being so moved that he almost wanted to cry.
It seems that she can get through this, and everything is promising.
"The way they stabbed their teammates with swords just now was really quick and agile."
Rudolf raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and said with a bit of sinisterness: "There is still one spot, you two should give the result quickly, and we can also get it as soon as possible Go up and dine.”
Either leave the body here, or get everything you need after going up, and then continue to the next test.
One of the bald heads took a deep breath: "Brother, how about the two of us come together and kill one of us.
If one of us is hacked to death by them, how about we accept our fate?"
This is also a way.
The other one immediately looked at the other person with desperate eyes: "Okay, then let's do it like this, it depends on luck."
Reger and a group of men immediately grabbed their weapons and stood ready.
A bald man who suggested rushing together.
After grabbing the weapon tightly, he took a deep breath, and then shouted loudly in a tragic tone: "I said to rush, let's rush over together, aiming at the ones outside that look easy to deal with.
Okay, get ready...charge."
"Ah" The other bald man held the sword tightly and rushed forward, taking just one step.
"Pfft" followed by a slight sound, he stopped, slowly turned around and looked at the other party with a splitting eye.
"I'm sorry."
The teammates behind him were holding bloody swords.
With a look that he didn't dare to look directly at, his whole body was trembling slightly, then he gritted his teeth, raised his sword to his chest, and stabbed him with the sword again.
Either don’t do it or never do it.
Stabbing him twice before and after wasn't enough; I was afraid that he wouldn't die, so I also smeared him on the neck.
"Plop" one fell down.
The thick and red blood spread.
His eyes were wide open when he died, and his head was resting on the still warm blood.
Cheng Qianxun could only sigh slightly.
These three skinheads well explained what it means to be a brother for betrayal.
In the light above the stairs, there was a sudden burst of applause.
Beelzebub's gloomy voice came: "Very good, it's quite exciting.
Beeses, entertain them well."
"Yes, Lord, Master" Besest responded to Beelzebub with a slight stutter.
Sneijder's tall figure appeared above the stairs and waved to everyone: "Come up quickly."
Did he win?
Did he really win?
Cheng Qianxun felt as if he was still in a dream.
When he walked towards the stairs, he walked past the corpses lying on the road with blood dripping all over the ground.
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He didn't have any happy thoughts in his heart.
Become numb.
Natural selection means survival of the fittest.
When competition changes from external factors to life-and-death killings between people, no one will feel comfortable as long as they are normal people.
Everyone was walking on the stairs.
As soon as the only surviving bald man came slightly closer, Ted scolded him mercilessly: "Stay away from me, don't kill me now."
The bald head continued to walk up, and responded coldly: "If you don't like me, go away.
If not, can I survive?
I can't help it.
Can't we all just move and sit here and wait and see?"
Who will starve to death first and still be able to survive after being half dead?"
This was a fact, and no one else said anything.
Here, I really don’t know what is right and what is wrong.
Probably the only criterion is to survive.
After walking up the stairs, there were only eight of the original sixteen people left.
Jeffrey raised his eyebrows at Cheng Qianxun: "I didn't expect you to be alive.
Maybe you are very good at dealing with men.
They can't let you go."
"Are you itchy?"
Sneijder gritted his teeth.
Cheng Qianxun didn't answer.
He directly raised his hand and waved, and a large bucket of tar fell from the sky.
The slightly hot tar made the little bastard's whole body black and sticky.
Very good, the ability can be used again.
Too lazy to talk nonsense with this little scumbag, go to hell: