It may be wrong once, but still wrong again and again?

Huang Rui couldn't help but ask again: "Later, the back, are you sure there are not many people? How can I hear three footsteps."

"Ma De, your kid whispered and crooked, endlessly, believe me or not!" This is Shao Zhentai's voice.

"Grumbling..."

This is the voice of three foreigners.

"An Fen's walking in front, asking so much!" This is Xu Fugui's voice.

However, Huang Rui twitched in his heart.

He found a big problem!

The sound of footsteps may be really wrong, but why does he ask questions in Tianchao every time the three foreigners in the back will answer?

Do they understand Tianchao language? But in the first two rounds, they don't seem to understand the heavenly words.

Huang Rui's shoulders were trembling, shaking, and his face was horrified. Shouldn't he be behind him now? Not a person at all?

Fearful in his heart, he began to speed up and then ran wildly.

Fear has been extremely extreme.

A cold air came from behind.

"Ji Jie, actually found it, but you can't run away! Look at the bow and arrow!" A horrible voice sounded from behind.

Huang Rui, who was running in front of her, contracted immediately.

Bow and arrow?

Isn't he a living target with his back to the guy behind him now?

So now there are two options in front of Huang Rui. One, turning back to avoid bows and arrows, but he may suffer a punishment that is a hundred times more painful than the previous two rounds. Second, without looking back, let the bow and arrow hit yourself.

Although it will not die, but if it is shot by an arrow, it should also fail?

It was like he was killed by a monster turned into charcoal in the previous round.

And as a human being, an innate survival instinct is also driving him, wanting to look back.

"Buzz!" The sound of a bowstring vibrated.

There is a faint sound of arrows breaking through the sky.

Huang Rui suddenly turned his head and looked back, trying to see the arrow's trajectory to avoid.

People often have such ridiculous arrogance, and ninety-nine people in this world can never escape the arrows and shoot at close range. But in the mind, at least half of the people think they can see and escape.

That's because they don't understand the power of bows and arrows at all, they have only imagined it in their minds. As if many people are always eager to try things that they don't understand, they feel that others can't do it. In fact, it is this hypothetical psychology.

Huang Rui has never seen archery, so he also has this illusion.

But when he turned around, the whole person was stunned.

Behind empty! There are no imaginary monsters, no ghosts, people with bows and arrows, or five other criminals.

Some are just empty, and the hallway behind which has been submerged in darkness.

"No..." Huang Rui's face instantly turned pale, his strength was evacuated, and his body staggered.

Because he has reacted, all this is a trap. Now that he turned back, it also meant that he had failed.

"Don't!" Huang Rui turned his head suddenly and ran to the front in horror: "I haven't lost, I haven't failed, I don't want to be punished."

However, only a few dozen steps out, he was empty.

When I got back to God, I found myself in a closed room.

There are a lot of ants around.

At this time, Xueba's erudition was reflected.

Although majoring in chemistry, Huang Rui still recognized the identity of these little things.

Bullet ants!

These ants, which are 3 centimeters in size, are one of the largest ants in the world. They were bitten by a bite and felt like they were shot by a bullet, hence the name.

And this pain will last up to 24 hours.

In the description of Schmidt's bite pain index, this pain is described as a wave of roasting and a pain that makes people forget everything.

This is based on the fact that the experimenter was only bitten by one or more bullet ants.

But now in front of Huang Rui, there is a crowd like dense tide!

Xueba's face instantly turned pale.

A hundred times more painful than the first two rounds? This is really too modest, it shouldn’t be too much!

"Uh ah!" Huang Rui screamed suddenly, but was the fastest ant that crawled, unconsciously crawled on his feet.

Immediately gave him a hard bite, comparable to the severe pain of being shot by a bullet, so that he could not help but howl.

But this was only the beginning, more and more ants began to flood Huang Rui's body and bit him.

This kind of feeling is like being penetrated by countless bullets, and compared to being shot by a machine gun, Huang Rui was bitten by bullet ants, but it will not die at all for a while.

"No! Death judge, forgive me!"

The last "ah" was not a tone auxiliary, but Huang Rui said that at the end, he couldn't bear the pain and screamed.

Soon, he was overwhelmed by a group of bullet ants.

On the other side, Xu Fugui is experiencing something similar to Huang Rui before.

He was walking in the corridor, and at first he didn't feel anything was wrong. But walking and walking, I found myself walking to the front.

The others ran behind him inexplicably.

"Lao Shao, why did you go behind?"

But apart from the slight footsteps, there was no answer to him.

"Lao Shao?" Xu Fugui felt a bit bad. Why didn't Shao Zhentai answer him?

"Stop shouting, come behind you, of course, to get rid of you conveniently! Remember what the death magistrate said, we must keep walking forward and cannot turn back. Now you are done! Because you It's impossible to stop and wait for me to come in front of you, and I can also slow down if you slow down. If I want to deal with you in the back, you can't go back and parry."

Shao Zhentai's eerie voice sounded from behind.

A chill suddenly flooded Xu Fugui's body.

His face became a little ugly, his body stiff and mechanically moved forward: "Lao Shao, don't make a joke, this joke is not funny at all. And we can't die before we haven't received ten penalties. So you think Kill me, now the action is meaningless."

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