Death Inquisitor

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Everyone fell silent, wanting to see what the Death Judge had to say.

"You can try combining the keys you already have." Ye Chen continued.

Someone immediately realized something and picked up the keys on the ground with a changed expression.

The man in the white shirt is one of them.

"Yellow, green, blue, orange, purple... So, the remaining two are red and cyan? Could it be that..." He put the five keys together with a very ugly look on his face.

Sure enough, a hazy white light flashed.

A brand new key appeared in his hand.

But the man in the white shirt knows that this is not the complete form of the key. Two more red and cyan keys must be added in order for it to open the lock on the iron cage.

"Yes, it seems that some of you have discovered it. The saying that only one of the seven keys can open the lock on the cage actually means that the seven keys are combined into one, and then only the key that can really open the cage can be obtained. "Ye Chen said lightly.

"What!" Those who had not yet reacted shouted.

But the man in the white shirt and other people who had personally verified it raised their heads angrily, looked at the sky and shouted: "Asshole! Death Judge, you don't even want to let us live. It takes seven keys to make one, and each of our cages There are only seven people in total. According to your rules, do we have to cut open our stomachs and take out the last key? In this way, no one among us can survive! "

"Of course! As long as the knife does not damage the internal organs and only opens a wound that allows one hand to reach into the abdomen, and after getting the key, tie the wound tightly with clothes as soon as possible, you can survive for a long time. Time. If you can pass the final trial, even without my treatment, the police will send you to the hospital and stitch up your wounds. So in theory, you will definitely have a chance to survive. It just depends on how it goes. Can you seize that opportunity?" Ye Chen said loudly.

But the words that came out of his mouth were like a demon, making people shudder.

Open an opening yourself, take out the key and then bandage it with clothes? This is simply not something humans can do!

Do you really think that all of them are iron men?

The man in the white shirt trembled all over, and his pupils shrank slightly when he looked at the knife and key in his hand.

Is this really the case?

"By the way, I would like to remind you that the keys of different cages cannot be shared, so some people should give up the unrealistic illusions in their hearts." Suddenly, the death judge said another thought-provoking words.

Among the people who were still alive, several high-level leaders immediately suppressed some small thoughts.

Everyone is facing a choice.

Should we continue as the Death Judge said, or should we stop obtaining the key and wait for death to come?

Although from a rational point of view, death is possible on the one hand, and death is certain on the other. If it were a robot, I would definitely choose the former.

But the problem is, they are human beings! They were afraid of the pain, and they couldn't bear to stab themselves.

"Hahaha! You've all been fooled! Hahaha, that's a good trick. How can you relieve your anger!"

On the ground next to the man in the white shirt, the core member of the Pumpkin Gang who had not been disemboweled suddenly burst into laughter.

But after laughing for a while, he couldn't help coughing and spit out another mouthful of blood.

In the previous punch, his ribs had been broken by the man in the white shirt, and his lungs were probably pierced. His breathing was burning and painful, and he would cough up blood from time to time.

"Made, shut up!" The man in the white shirt looked at him with his red eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "I will kill you now!"

"no, do not want!"

"ah!"

A shrill scream sounded, and then a red key was taken out from the stomach of this core member by the man in the white shirt.

Integrated into the real key.

Now only the last cyan one is left!

With trembling hands, he unbuttoned his white shirt.

Revealing her belly with eight-pack abs.

The expression on his face was hesitant, fearful, struggling, and hesitant.

Should we do that or not?

Around, people in other cages noticed what was going on here and looked over.

They now need a role model and a guinea pig.

The choice and life and death of the man in the white shirt will be directly related to their next decision.

"One last thing to remind you, time is running out, you still have four minutes." Ye Chen's faint voice sounded in the sky.

The expressions on everyone's faces changed, and they couldn't help but look at the modified rats on the edge of the square, and the hairs on their backs stood up.

When the time comes, they will face those terrifying monsters.

The man in the white shirt put the knife against the vertical line in the center of his abdominal muscles, stabbing it in slightly and then releasing it.

He doesn't dare!

Especially when the edge of the knife touched his skin, his whole body tensed up. This feeling was terrifying.

"What, no one dares? Aren't you very decisive when you opened other people's stomachs just now? Why are you all cowering now?" Tian Tian, ​​Ye Chen said lightly.

Unfortunately, no one really dares to do that.

Time passed little by little.

The audience kept looking at the time in the lower right corner of the computer. Every minute that passed, they became more nervous.

What they were nervous about was the moment when thousands of modified rats engulfed the criminals.

"Unfortunately, the time has come. It seems that you can only become the food for those little things." Ye Chen shook his head slightly.

Wow!

The chains were broken one by one, and the impatient modified rats who had been waiting for a long time were freed.

I couldn't wait to rush towards the cages in the middle.

There was disgusting saliva at the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were crazy.

The people in the cage were stiff, and they all clenched their fists or the knives in their hands.

Rather than performing a disembowelment, they still wanted to try to break out from the siege of these modified rats.

It has to be said that they made a rather wrong decision.

One hundred meters, fifty meters, twenty meters, ten meters!

Whoops, those cages holding the Pumpkin Gang members disappeared!

"Charge!" They began to break out in all directions. ..

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