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Chapter 15 Ziliang's Game (12)

Erin's words made it difficult for Ziliang to deal with. In such a situation where hard work and living may not be able to be achieved, if a person gives up the desire to survive, even if you drag him away, he will definitely not be able to save him.

But at this moment...

"Can you...can you help me?"

The stubborn man who still doesn't know what he is called finally stopped coughing. He struggled to raise his head and said in an extremely weak tone.

Erin was stunned and looked at him: "Help...what are you?"

"I want to... go over." He pointed to the door and said, "I still want to be alive..."

Because of his weakness, his voice was very soft, and his red eyes looked at Erin.

I don’t know if it’s because I’ve passed the game once, this person seems to have a stronger desire to survive than a normal person. Anyway, if the average person reaches this level, he would probably have been lying down and waiting to die long ago.

Erin was stunned for a moment and looked at Ziliang again. The meaning was very obvious, just saying that this doctor could help you over.

But she hesitated for a long time, but still didn't say it... It was probably because this person's mind was no longer clear, or because he just simply chose Erin. Anyway, his only remaining hand was still holding Erin's shoulder tightly, as if waiting for her to help herself up.

Well, when a healthy person gave up living, he saw a pair of eyes that should have died quickly, but he was still silly... well... very lame irony.

"So...will I refuse at this last moment?" Erin thought, and suddenly smiled.

She struggled to stand up, her tired body didn't know where to get some strength. Then she helped the half-dead person up... "Let's go, see what that bastard wants to play?" She said, and then walked towards the door that had just been opened.

......

......

Walking through the door, the scene in front of everyone was stunned.

This is a large room, almost larger than the three rooms just now. On one wall of the room, there is a large door, which is the kind that leads to the outside of the building at a glance. It seems that to make people cheer up, a sign was specially placed on the door—— [EXIT]

Above this door, an old TV is hung. The TV screen is facing each other, and there are a series of chairs side by side. As for the structure... handcuffs, stilettoes, waistbands, and even the head. In short, it looks like every joint in the body will be bound as long as you sit on it.

Ziliang walked to the door and pushed hard, but it was indeed not pushed.

At this moment, the display screen above the door suddenly lit up.

The big head of the horror doll appeared on the screen...and followed by the processed hoarse voice.

"Congratulations, warriors, finally arrived at the last level, just like I promised, you will get antidotes and redemption... Of course, the premise is that you can complete this final game. Now, in front of you there is a row of chairs, and everyone sitting on the chair will be tightly bound.

Next, two things will happen.

The first thing: the armrests of the chair will rotate 360 ​​degrees, and the result will be obvious, your arms will be twisted into a hemp rope by huge force.

The second item: A long needle will be pierced on the inside of the seat, injecting a sufficient amount of antidote into your body.

So, are you willing to give up your arms in exchange for a chance to survive?

Whether it is life or death, it is up to you to choose."

As soon as the words were finished, the display flashed and it was pitch black.

Ziliang shrugged. It seemed that this was the last level, and the game method was very clear. Just sit on the chair.

According to the urinary nature of the "jiuzhe" along the way, if there are still people who are thinking about taking advantage of the opportunity, such as holding a previous corpse on a chair and placing it in a mess, then this person's heart is really big. Maybe you walk out of this room and close the door of the room, and you will not even have the chance to participate in the last game.

Therefore, none of the remaining three people had this kind of luck mentality. Even after hearing this, the man with stubborn limb struggled to pounce on the chair closest to him without saying a word...

He had just sat down and the chair was probably sensed by pressure, and a series of "kick" sounds made the man tightly.

Ziliang and Erin looked at each other.

"Since you have already reached this point, you can't lose anything if you change your arms and a life." Ziliang said like a person who is fine, and then sat directly on the chair.

As for Irene, maybe the man with stubborn limb gave him some hope to survive, maybe what Ziliang said was indeed very reasonable. In short, no one knew what kind of struggle Erin had experienced in her heart at this moment. She took a few deep breaths, and finally gritted her teeth, and finally sat on the chair.

So, in the last level of the game, no one retreated, and everyone chose to sit in a chair to "live".

......

In this way, about five minutes passed.

No one spoke during this period, nor did he cry or beg bored... all three of them were waiting.

Finally, a mechanical bearing sound broke the silence.

Although Ziliang's head was handcuffed and could not look down, he could clearly feel that the armrests of the chair began to slowly turn...

"Okay..." Ziliang sighed helplessly. He could feel his arms slowly being twisted to a limit, and the tense muscles seemed to be about to start to tear... So, he wondered if he should call twice, meaning.

"Ahhhhhh--"

A scream that made people feel bleak... But it was not from Ziliang, but from the broken-armed man beside him. It seemed that no matter how high the desire to survive, he still couldn't resist this pain from his body. But in terms of the benefits, he lacked half of his arm, so he should be able to suffer less.

Suddenly...that's right now!

An unexpected thing happened!

Ziliang felt very clearly that not only the armrests of the chair began to rotate, but even the part that handcuffed his feet began to rotate slowly.

"What's going on? Why is it different from the rules of the game?"

However, before he could finish his mind, he immediately discovered that even the part that handcuffed his head began to rotate.

"Hey...no..." Ziliang muttered weakly with a sloppy face.

The next second, all the bearings on the chair suddenly rotated and accelerated.

“Gagahahahahahahahaha—!”

A series of crisp and dense sounds - Ziliang didn't have time to complain twice.
Chapter completed!
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