"I want you to turn around and use your fingers to write a part of your body on the sand as a cost. Once you write it, you can't regret it. If your cost is not as great as the other side, then you will be killed! Otherwise, you will Can kill each other. However, it should be noted that after killing the other party, you must pay the price you wrote, such as a finger, an arm, and now, start."

Mode and Modu froze.

Then he looked at each other at the same time, cold all over.

If they had known this for a long time, they would never form a group with each other, because this means that one of their two brothers must die!

The other killers turned and thought about it, their foreheads covered with sweat.

It was scorched by the desert sun, and it was urgent.

If they can, they certainly want to use their hair or beard as a price to kill the people behind them.

But I am afraid that the other party is ruthless enough, with one finger as the price, then it will be you who died.

According to this kind of thinking, the more you think, the more terrifying you are.

Many people want to use their fingers, but they are afraid that the person behind them will pay a greater price than their fingers.

Because he can think of it, obviously the other party can also think of it.

"I can think of using fingers to be unsafe, so what about him? Would he think so too, and then at the expense of his arm, would I choose a bigger price?" This is a horror that circulates in the minds of many people problem.

"The time is one minute. If the time is up but you don't write down the price, obliterate!"

Seeing the stalemate, Ye Chen temporarily added a rule.

Obviously in the hot desert, it is now a repressed ice.

"10, 9, 8, ..." Ye Chen started the countdown.

Maud shuddered and shivered, and gritted his teeth, writing quickly.

Moto was expressionless, and he also wrote on the sand with his fingers.

Soon, the two finished writing.

The countdown also counted to the last "1" word.

They stood up at the same time, turned around and looked at each other.

"Now tell the person who is teaming up with you, what is the price you write down, pay attention, don't lie, otherwise it will be dead!" Ye Chen said.

Mood took a deep breath and looked at his younger brother Moto, saying: "I wrote the little finger of the left hand. Only without this, my life would not be too boring, and I would rather die with someone else. Now."

"You won, I wrote... hair." A stiff smile squeezed from Moto's face.

In an instant, a thunder fell from the sky, directly striking Moto.

With Mord's dull expression, Mordo fell to the ground as a charred corpse.

He chose a finger as the price because he hesitated. Not only did he want to keep his hope for his brother, but he died in this way, so he wrote his little finger.

It's a compromise, giving Moto a chance to live and giving himself a little hope.

But he never imagined that Moto would actually write his hair. When the scene that he should have expected really came, he regretted it.

"No!" Mode shouted suddenly, eyes full of tears.

At this moment, only he knows how complicated it is.

After the thunder fell, more than half of the people were lost in the scene.

Because there are still some people who wrote exactly the same price, Ye Chen was wiped out.

Because the cost is not as good as the other party's meeting is wiped out, the equal is also not as big as the other party.

"Very well, there are still 996 people. Do it yourself and fulfill the price you just wrote." Ye Chen's voice rang again.

Maud gritted his teeth, took out a dagger, and severely cut off his little finger.

This is not only to fulfill the price, but also the punishment he gave himself.

He clearly wanted to leave the hope of life to the other party. His brother was so free and easy, but he was still reluctant and left a ray of hope for himself.

Mode was willing to pay the price for being disappointed in himself, but the others were not so courageous.

Especially some people who wrote down their arms and even more expensive, did not react until this moment, what they did just now.

But here in Ye Chen, it was their turn to repent.

Unwilling to perform, all of them turned into burnt corpses.

"The rules of the third pass, by the way, there are 567 people left." Ye Chen said.

The remaining killers at the scene were all pale.

Because of blood loss, many people swayed and stood unsteady.

Those who write at the expense of their arms certainly don't really cut off their arms, and they don't have that tool themselves.

Instead, he pointed a pistol at his arm, fired a shot, and discarded it.

But this does not affect the consequences of massive blood loss.

"The rules of the third hurdle, you must choose one direction, and then leave the desert on foot within three hours. I can tell you that among the four directions of southeast, northwest, only one direction is possible in three hours. Ye left the desert." Ye Chen said.

Now, some of the following killers can't stand it anymore.

Because Ye Chen's levels are one by one, they have already felt that death is in sight.

When there is hope, these people will endure and wait and see.

But when there is only despair left, they don't care so much.

"This is simply impossible! We are losing blood constantly. In this desert environment, we can't go far, let alone three hours!"

"I don't want to do it anymore. I want to stay where I am. I won't go anywhere."

In the live room.

"Isn't the boss planning to keep people this time? I can't bear to walk for an hour in such a hot place, not to mention with injuries, this is to kill people."

"Speaking of the boss's two trials before, it seems that there are no people left? Since the death of that Zhou Yaowen, it has become all killed again."

"That's because there weren't many people in the previous two trials. Zhang Mazi's five old deserved deaths, and Dong Zhenhua was only one..."

"Do not stay this time, presumably because it is all foreigners here? Did you see that the previous boss did not leave a terrorist?"

Facing the protests of the killers, Ye Chen's corner of the mouth floating in the sky was slightly ticked. ..

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