Quick Travel: Accidentally captured that sickly villain

The crowd became restless.

The losers cried and begged Fang Ze for mercy, hoping to get rid of the fate of death, but all they got was the man's flat and indifferent expression.

"Eight minutes until the next batch of deaths."

Fang Ze gave the game instructions with a smile, his indifferent voice was like a messenger coming from hell holding a sickle, waiting to welcome the prisoner of death.

After a brief silence, someone shouted almost pleadingly: "Who are the ten qualified people? Can you stand up? Help us, save us..."

"You show kindness, just a little blood and a bone can save our lives..."

"Yeah, maybe one finger is enough, help us."

One after another echoes sounded in my ears, but no one in the crowd stood up for a long time.

There was a flash of struggle in some people's eyes, but in the end they gave up the idea of ​​standing up.

Although it is very cost-effective to exchange one finger for one life, why do they sacrifice themselves to save others?

This is not heaven, nor are they benevolent angels spreading the faith.

There was no response, and gradually, those people stopped begging and began to yell, "A bunch of cold-blooded and selfish guys, why didn't you die?!"

There are also people who stand up and talk without back pain, "If it were me, I would definitely stand up and help everyone tide over the difficulties!"

Li Jiang saw those gentle and honest faces losing their minds little by little, shouting loudly, and even becoming unreasonable and ugly, and smiled coldly.

Is this what the man wants?

In his eyes, the vulnerable human nature is nothing more than a farce. Is it too boring to pass the time to enjoy it?

In the room, King saw the girl's indifferent expression, and smiled very lightly.

His Gabriel seems to be a little impatient with his carefully designed scene, what should we do, should we end it early?

"There are 5 minutes left, please correct your mistakes as soon as possible."

The countdown to death started again, adding to the panic among the crowd.

In a face that was almost distorted, someone said in a deep voice, "Everyone, since those ten people are unwilling to stand up, we will find them out, and those who have two documents in their hands will stand at the far east side of the hall, and the rest Those with only one document are those who have passed the examination.”

Li Jiang raised his eyebrows and glanced at the speaker, and found that the speaker was a familiar face, the fat man who had a relationship with each other in the dormitory.

Fatty's words seemed to have given a tranquilizer to the frightened crowd, and everyone fell silent, and slowly stood aside according to his instructions.

He Yi and Song Mingming stood there for a few seconds, and finally walked to the east side.

Only ten remained where they were.

They also wanted to stand together with the crowd, but a document in their hands directly exposed the identity of the qualified candidates.

The atmosphere was deathly silent.

They were clearly qualified and had completed the assessment, but facing the dark eyes and expressions of hundreds of people on the opposite side, the oppression and desire as if they had been stripped of their clothes made them extremely suffocated and tense.

The fat man took out the scalpel in his pocket, stood in front of a group of people, and said coldly, "Do you do it yourself or let us help you?"

Suddenly the scene changed.

A few minutes ago, those who passed the examination were still complacent, thinking that they had bid farewell to the entrance of death, but now, they encountered something more terrifying than death.

human nature.

Faced with persecution, they had to exchange a severed finger for their own lives.

One after another, screams sounded in the hall.

Seeing these people obey obediently, the fat man was very satisfied, but there were two of them, but they didn't move at all from the beginning to the end.

One is Li Jiang and the other is Jiang Lin.

The fat man walked up to Li Jiang first, and said with a sneer, "You want to resist?"

Li Jiang shook his head, his voice was very low, and there was some sadness on his face: "I'm just worried, the fingers of ten of us, so many of you... how to divide?"

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I have an interview next week, and I'm so anxious and anxious...