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Chapter 501 Thousands of Mission Groups

 "Ah!" After the message prompt sounded on the credit APP, painful screams suddenly sounded on the playground.

For the students ranked in the bottom six, a red line appeared on their waists at that moment. Then, under the horrified gazes of all the students in the school, their upper bodies slowly slid down from their waists, and finally fell heavily to the ground. The fracture of their waists was smooth.

Like a mirror, it seems as if it has been cut by some extremely sharp weapon.

The most terrifying thing about being cut in half is that people will not die immediately, but will survive for a period of time. During this period, people will feel the pain that is worse than death, and they will also clearly feel the passage of life. This is the most terrifying thing.

The place.

"It hurts!"

"Let me die, let me die!"

"Everyone is fine, please give me a relief..."

The five people who were cut in half screamed in pain, their voices as shrill as evil ghosts under the Nine Netherworld. This horrific scene made people feel numb.

These five people struggled painfully for nearly a minute, and then died one after another. The last one to die was Leng Wenjun.

Leng Wenjun was wailing and screaming in pain at first, but later, maybe because he knew that he was about to die, he became quiet instead, just like the half-reflection of a dying person.

His eyes full of hatred were like radar, constantly scanning the auditorium, and finally staring at my position. He cursed viciously: "Ye Yan, I curse you, I curse you to death."

I would be a million times more miserable!"

"Even if I become a ghost, I will not let you go. I want you to taste the pain that is worse than death!"

"I want you to die badly! |

"No! Got! Good! Die!"

Leng Wenjun's voice, full of hatred and malice, echoed in the playground, making everyone feel cold. Anyone who is cursed by a dying person, and who died in such a miserable way, will probably feel very sad.

I'm terrified, but I'm not among this group. I've killed a lot of ghosts, so how could I be frightened by a dead man's curse?

"I'll be with you anytime." I said calmly.

Hearing this, Leng Wenjun spurted out a mouthful of blood. He glared at me hatefully, and his lips wriggled a few times, as if he wanted to say something. However, before the words could be spoken, all the life in his eyes disappeared.

All, obviously dead.

The playground was silent. Everyone had not recovered from the previous deaths of Leng Wenjun and others. Some students even looked at me secretly. I still looked as calm as ever.

This Leng Wenjun was in so much pain and hatred before his death that he would most likely turn into a ghost after his death and would most likely come back for revenge. However, to me, whether Leng Wenjun is a human or a ghost, it has nothing to do with me.

If he dares to trouble me after his death, then I will let him die again.

The death of Leng Wenjun and others was just a small episode for the entire Death Games. After this game, there was the 800-meter race for the first-grade women's group, the rules for the women's 800-meter race and the men's 1,500-meter race.

Likewise, the top five will be rewarded, and the bottom eight will be put to death.

Our class is participating in the competition with Zhao Yuqian. Zhao Yuqian is a delicate girl. Even among girls, she is a very weak type. She is not good at speed or strength. This means that,

Not only could she not get a higher ranking in running, but even when attacking others, she was no match for them.

Therefore, after the game, Zhao Yuqian was unfortunately executed. A lovely girl in her prime died miserably in a school that was supposed to teach and educate people.

Now, there are only fifteen people in our class, but we have become numb in the face of the continuous deaths. No one knows whether we will be next.

The running competition of the first grade students is over here. Next, there is the running competition of the second grade students. The rules and competition system are the same as those of our first grade students. It’s just that they don’t have one less class like the first grade students.

When the men's 100-meter competition is about to begin in the second year of high school, the first graders are not idle either. Although the first grade students have completed the running competition, there are other competitions, such as high jump, long jump, and shot put. These competitions do not need to be compared with the second graders.

Instead of grabbing the runway, we will do it on the lawn inside the runway.

There is an open sandy area on the lawn, which is used for long jump and shot put, while the high jump is in another area where mats have been laid on the ground.

So, during the running competition in the second grade of high school, our first grade students were competing in the high jump, long jump, and shot put at the same time. After these three competitions, another student in our class died. Tian Miao failed in the shot put competition.

Obtained a higher ranking and unfortunately died.

As a result, the number of our class, which was already very small, was reduced by one again, from fifteen to fourteen. Now, our class no longer needs to form cliques because the number of people is too small.

After completing these three competitions, our first-year students had a rare break.

Next, it’s time for the game between the second and third graders. This time it’s our turn to be spectators. During this period, a large number of students died in the second and third grade. The scene was equally bloody and miserable. As time went by,

The game continued and passed slowly, and soon it was noon.

At about 11:40, the last game of the third grade of high school also ended. In this morning, I estimate that 200 students died, and about 60 or 70 people died in each grade.

As for the class, that means about five students in each class died.

This is just the result of one morning. I heard Sun Yu clearly say that the duration of this Death Games is one day! Not half a day!

The last competition in the morning was the shot put competition for the third graders. After the ghost masters had completely cleaned up the corpses on the playground, Sun Yu, who had been quiet all morning, spoke. Before that, Cui Lin had been hosting the competition.

"This morning's competition is over. The students performed very well. Everyone has worked hard. In order to commend everyone for their efforts throughout the morning, I hereby reward you with an hour and a half of rest time." Sun Yu smiled and said: "Before one and a half, everyone, everyone

You can move around freely. However, all students in the school must return to their respective classes and sit down at 1:30 at the latest. Those who fail to return to their own class on time will be dismissed!"

"It's lunch break now. I suggest you go to the canteen to replenish your energy quickly so that you can accumulate energy for the afternoon game."

"Okay, now, disband!"

After Sun Yu's words fell, I was keenly aware that the protective shield of ghost energy that originally shrouded the playground slowly dissipated. However, this was just the protective shield on the playground dissipating. The layer outside the school

The protective shield still tightly covers the entire school.

Hearing this, the playground was strangely quiet for a while. Everyone looked at each other, but no one dared to leave first. The students who tried to escape earlier died tragically on the road, leaving a deep shadow in everyone's hearts. Now Sun Yu said that they can leave.

, but no one dared to move.

In the end, our class left the auditorium first. Seeing that we were fine, other students dared to leave.

After the first person took the lead to leave, there was a second person, and then a third person. Soon, all the students in the school were like wild horses that had escaped the reins, pouring out of the auditorium crazily.

Although Sun Yu had told everyone before that it was best to go to the cafeteria to replenish their physical strength, how could everyone be in the mood to eat at this time? They were naturally overjoyed when they saw that the playground, which was originally covered by a transparent wall, could suddenly pass people.

Victory, almost most of the students rushed to the school gate immediately. However, when they arrived at the school gate, they were still stopped.

The situation at this time was exactly the same as when they couldn't leave the playground in the morning. It was as if there was a transparent wall around the school, blocking their way out. However, many students still refused to give up, climbing over the wall, climbing over the iron gate, and turning around.

As long as there is a hole, people will try wherever they can get out. However, no matter where they try, they will end up with the same result.

That means being unable to leave school.

This caused everyone to fall into panic again. The school cannot be separated and the phone calls cannot be made. Doesn't that mean that they have to face these terrifying devils all the time? Do they have to continue to face this extremely dangerous game?

I stood in the crowd and watched the students trying to leave the school. Zhang Xinyu asked me in my ear if I wanted to briefly explain the situation to all the students in the school.

I shook my head and said that it is not the time yet, these students have not given up yet, and it will not be too late for us to wait until they give up completely.

Zhang Xinyu nodded and stopped talking, but stood aside and watched them.

At this moment, our cell phone suddenly rang a message alert like crazy. When we picked up the phone to check it, our expressions changed slightly.

At this time, the number of people in the group chat, which was originally only four of our classes, was rising crazily. In the blink of an eye, the number of people exceeded a thousand!


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