The setting sun, as red as blood, spreads across the sky unscrupulously, ferociously and fiercely.
The dense primeval forest, against the backdrop of the fiery golden sunset, became increasingly quiet and peaceful. However, even in such peace, there were flashes of swords, bloody storms, and extreme danger.
Yang Mufan has always liked to challenge the limits of human beings, so very early on, he came up with a perverted method: raising a group of death row prisoners every year, training them with cruel methods, and completely destroying their survival instincts.
, or hatred is aroused, and then when they become wild and completely lose their minds, release them, not only loosen their handcuffs and shackles, but also give them real swords and guns.
Everyone knows that when a person's desire for survival, or hatred, reaches its highest peak, he is the most terrifying, cruel, and dangerous.
The "death game" that Yang Mufan calls, as the name suggests, involves risking one's own life to fight and kill a group of completely crazy death row inmates.
If you win, you can continue to stay on earth, enjoy life, and do whatever you want lawlessly in the empire you control.
However, if you lose, there is only one way to die.
There is another important reason why the mood of the group of death row prisoners is high: if Fan is selected as a chess piece in the game, once he relies on his own ability to kill the opponent and win the game, then... Yang Mufan will give them freedom again.
Such a game is a little dangerous and a little bloody, but it is undeniable that once you defeat it, your ability, courage, and combat command will be greatly improved. After all, it is a real battle.
When the sunset was about to disappear in the sky, the moment when a bullet from the death row prisoner No. 99 was accurately passed through the head by Yang Mufan, it was announced that this bloody game was completely over.
Nan Juefeng and others were all carried out of the forest by special forces.
They were either shot and injured, or they were so tired that they no longer had the strength to crawl.
Compared to their horror, Yang Mufan stood there elegantly and relaxed, with an aura so powerful that people dared not look directly at him.
Nan Jue Feng was dying and said: "Yang Mufan, don't be complacent... sooner or later... sooner or later, I will return it to you intact."
To prevent that bastard from being tortured to the point of being tortured to the point of death, his name as Nan Juefeng was written backwards.
Seven people, against ninety-nine death row inmates who are more dangerous than beasts, is really... so unfair.
Last time, the fifty-eight death row inmates were already challenging their limits.
This time, it almost doubled.
Ninety-nine death row prisoners with explosive power and fighting power, one against ten, are dormant in the corners of the forest. They must not only maintain super high concentration at all times, but also watch the movements of the plants and trees around them vigilantly. When encountering danger,
, you must also have agile skills and a strong brain to deal with it.
If you are not careful, you will be clicked by the death row prisoner.
Yang Mufan took a towel and slowly wiped the sweat on his face. He looked down at Nan Juefeng who was being carried away from him. He hummed lightly: "I'll wait."
When Mu Wanqing got off work, Dong De reminded her again: "Remember, come to the company half an hour early tomorrow morning, print out the contract, and organize it. Also, when you get home, repair it carefully and take a look.
