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Chapter 5653 Competition

Whoever can win the game will naturally have more people alive.

But until now, no one knows who will win the final result of this game.

There are too many variables in the process.

boom!

Suddenly, the rain began to get even more violent. If it was considered a heavy rain before, it was now a complete torrential rain.

Judging from a leaky roof the size of a pot, it only takes a little time for a large amount of blood to rain in.

The house is no longer a safe house to escape the heavy rain; to some extent, it is now more like a fatal box.

Basically everyone was locked in here, trampling and pushing each other, and then witnessed the pain and even slow death of the people next to them.

This is really not only a physical torture, but also a fatal psychological torture.

Everyone's emotions had reached a critical point, and they fled. Some even opened the door directly and rushed into the heavy rain.

In fact, do they know that rushing out will only kill them faster? Maybe they don't know. After all, fear has overwhelmed all their rationality at this time, so some people will be desperate and just instinctively move towards a place where they think they can escape.

Go somewhere.

Maybe some people know, but they also know better that they will die just as well if they stay here, but at least the outside is a little more open.

Outside, there is no need to just watch others die in pain in front of you, and then die in the same way.

Therefore, when someone opened the door, more people rushed out.

Even though there were quite a few sane people in the house, they still used every available place in the house to shield themselves from the rain of blood, and while protecting themselves as much as possible, they tried not to see how their compatriots and companions died tragically.

Watching them die miserably is actually, in a certain sense, seeing how you died miserably.

Everyone's fate is the same.

But no matter how you say it, one thing that is very certain is that the large force that has finally been maintained by the black wind and the white-clothed envoy to ensure a certain degree of safety and order is now completely out of control.

It's chaos, everything is in chaos.

Heifeng looked at everything in front of him and stayed at the scene.

It was difficult for him to accept such a cruel fact, because it not only meant loss, but also meant that everything he and the white-clothed envoy spent so much time and energy on was in vain.

It is a feeling of powerlessness that completely hits you from a spiritual level.

It's suffocating and extremely despairing.

"How...how could this happen?"

He raised his head and murmured to the sky, feeling helpless for a moment.

It’s difficult, it’s really too difficult.

When he was like this, the special envoy in white actually felt even more uncomfortable and desperate.

After all, from beginning to end, the special envoy in white was the absolute commander of all these actions.

Now, he was watching the whole game being ruined by his own hands, how could he not feel angry? Compared with Heifeng's despair, he felt more of a sense of frustration or humiliation.

He felt that his plan was actually invincible in an absolute sense.

There was only one very small and detailed link that went wrong, which was the lack of consideration for roof leakage. But he really didn't expect that such a small mistake would cause him to lose everything.

, lost until now with nothing.

He was really unwilling to give in. Why...why the hell could it be like this?

Just when he was extremely depressed, Konoe quickly ran in: "Special envoy, Black Wind sent someone over to ask, what should we do now that the situation is out of control?"

Without waiting for any reply from the white-clothed envoy, the man continued: "In addition, there is good news from the owner of the village."

"Good news?" The white-clothed envoy frowned slightly: "Read it first."

"The owner of the village has ordered people to clean the cellar. Let's hold on outside for a while. After the cellar is cleared and quiet, we can go there together to take shelter from the rain."

This is indeed good news.

It's just that this good news came a little late. If it had come ten minutes earlier, maybe everything would have changed.

But it was actually too late. The current situation was probably beyond his control.


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