"Haha, I told you that I am a gentle man, but bastards like them will be punished by God. God has eyes and will not let these bastards go. Just wait and see."
No one understood what Ye Wutian meant. Just when everyone was confused, they saw Ye Wutian walking in front of nine people, and they didn't see him doing anything. The nine people seemed to be cooperating and screamed in unison.
The shrill screams made people's scalp numb, not to mention nine of them screaming at the same time, the screams were so spectacular.
Nine people screamed together. What kind of battle was this? And what happened? Why did nine people scream together? Being able to become killers or agents is enough to show that they are not ordinary people. They must have extraordinary willpower.
You may scream easily.
No reporter could figure out what was going on. Suddenly, the nine people who were tied behind their backs had no idea where they had the strength to break free from the special buckles that bound their wrists.
That was a special buckle, specially used to tie up serious criminals, but these guys were able to break free. What kind of strength was needed?
After the nine people broke free, they all stared at Ye Wutian with ferocious expressions and panting. The nine people, like nine wolves, half-surrounded Ye Wutian with a tacit understanding.
The reporters present were so frightened by this sudden scene that they even forgot to press the shutter button of the camera and their work. These people are not good people. They are either killers or agents. Which one is easy to mess with?
The ropes on their wrists were freed, but the faces of the nine people still had expressions of pain.
"Want to kill me?" Ye Wutian sneered, not caring about the nine hostile looks he cast.
"Come on, I'm waiting for you, let's do it, let's go together." Ye Wutian shouted, this was a provocation, Chi Guoguo's provocation.
Ye Wutian had already let the words out, but no one took action.
"Isn't it hard?" Ye Wutian spoke again, "Everyone, in fifteen minutes, you will say goodbye to this world forever?"
"What did you do to us?" The foreign-haired Japanese soldier asked in a gloomy tone. He was a killer, a lone killer.
Ye Wutian said: "In your world, the winner is king." This question is completely wrong to answer. "So, you have only one choice."
Everyone was stunned, not knowing what Ye Wutian wanted to say.
"There are nine people, and only one can stand in the end. Now, you have ten minutes." Ye Wutian looked at the people in front of him indifferently, "Remember, ten minutes."
"Of course, you can also attack me together. In that case, you won't even get the last spot." Ye Wutian added.
"What will happen to the one who wins?" asked the killer who just asked.
"You can go. If you leave here, I will pay for the air ticket." Ye Wutian replied with a smile.
"What if you lied to us?"
Ye Wutian smiled: "I lied to you? Did you see it? Who are these people? Reporters, there are so many reporters, can I fool you?"
The nine people were silent for a while. What was interesting was that they all kept a distance from each other and were careful.
The reporters were speechless. Ye Wutian's words made it very clear. He wanted to let the nine people kill each other. In front of so many reporters, it was equivalent to in front of the whole world. Is this guy crazy? Does he know what he is doing?
What? How dare you say such crazy and arrogant things.
If you dare to do this, you will be alone in the world.
"There are still eight minutes." Ye Wutian reminded again, "Whether you want to kill me or compete for that spot, it's up to you. Of course, you can also choose the third one and escape."
Ye Wutian didn't care and deliberately reminded the other party to escape. Would he be afraid that they would escape? He was not afraid. These guys would die if they escaped.
The reporters didn't believe that these nine people would take action. Nine people competing for one spot? What a cruel situation that was.
Suddenly, the killer who just spoke moved and moved very quickly towards a target on his right. He made a fist with his right hand and aimed at the temple pointed at.
If this blow is successful, the target will definitely have no chance of survival. This punch is full of explosive power.
After someone took action, others were naturally not idle and began to look for targets one after another.
At this moment, the reporters were all dumbfounded. How could they have thought that these nine people would really do something?
Those nine people not only took action, but also moved with murderous intent. They wanted to kill the target. What was going on?
"Everyone, why are you still standing there? Just keep filming, wonderful scenes don't happen every day." Ye Wutian reminded.
After his reminder, the reporters started their work and took pictures of this exciting but precious scene.
Massacre! This is massacre, inhuman and bloody violence. Nine people have to die for the quota of one person. The reality is so cruel.
At first, the nine people fought with bare hands. Later, some people picked up branches and stones and used them as weapons.
While the reporters were shocked by the scene in front of them, they were all thinking about the same question. Why were these nine people so obedient? Ye Wutian's casual words would make them fight to the death.
Could it be that Ye Wutian knows sorcery?
In less than two minutes, seven of the nine people were left, and the other two had fallen to the ground and had gone to report to God.
Should I call the police?
Some reporters were thinking that this incident had confused them and they didn't know whether to call the police.
Now, I finally know why Ye Wutian arranged the press conference fighting venue here. This barren mountain is a good place for killing people and stealing goods.
Over there, the killing continued, and another person fell.
Six left!
Some timid reporters start to feel nauseous and want to vomit. They are killing someone, not playing a game.
Ye Wutian watched with a smile on his face. From beginning to end, he regarded himself as a spectator, and the fight had nothing to do with him.
At the end of the fight, the number of people became smaller and smaller. Now, only four people can stand up.
"Stop, tell them to stop." Finally, some reporters couldn't stand it anymore. Such a bloody scene was unacceptable to them. They couldn't stand it anymore. "Mr. Ye, tell them to stop right now."
Ye Wutian looked back at the reporter wearing large glasses, "Can I? I'm afraid they won't listen to me."
"Hurry up and tell them to stop. If you don't shout, I will go to court to sue you." The other party said.
Soon, several other reporters also asked Ye Wutian to stand up and stop him. They were reporters and needed news, but they could not accept this kind of news now.
"Okay, you are right." Ye Wutian shrugged in agreement, turned to the four people and said, "Hey, stop it, what's the point of fighting and killing?"
When reporters saw Ye Wutian say this, they felt strange for some reason. Is Ye Wutian trying to persuade others?
Also, he just tried to persuade me, why did he raise a finger? What does the finger he raised count? What does it mean?
There are still people who can guess what the raised finger of Ye Wutian represents, but who has any evidence to prove that he used that finger to represent a quota?
Isn’t it okay for people to raise their fingers?
Sure enough, none of the remaining four people had any intention of stopping. While breathing, each of them seemed to be trying their best to endure some pain, frowning from time to time and showing blue veins.
"Everyone, have you seen? People don't listen to me at all. How about you go up and persuade them yourself? If anyone thinks that he is more powerful, you can go up and persuade yourself. Maybe they will listen to you. I'm not sure." Ye Wutian smiled.
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No one spoke, and everyone was very angry. They felt like being stabbed. Let them go up and persuade them? They were afraid that their lives would be in danger. Who were those people? They were either killers or agents. How could you listen to any of them?
Speaking from outsiders? What’s more, the four of them have long been desperate to get the only spot, so how can they listen to advice? There are only four of the nine left, which means that they are getting closer and closer to the ultimate goal, and no one will give up.
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If you continue to fight, you may die. If you don’t fight, you will definitely die. Your body is getting more and more painful. The poison must be spreading.
At this time, they have no other choice. The only choice is to kill. In order to survive, they can only become the first one, and there will always be only one champion.
"There are still five minutes left, everyone." Ye Wutian reminded.
Among the four people, three of them looked at each other and suddenly rushed towards the other one.
The man was shocked, and even a fool could see that the three opponents had formed the same camp, three against him.
Without any suspense, after a few moves, the man fell down. However, the three people from the same camp did not stop. They all started looking for new targets with ulterior motives, hoping to kill one of them at lightning speed.
If you kill one, there will be one less competitor, and you will be one step closer to being number one.
As the number of people decreased, the fight became more fierce, everyone wanted to be first.
The scene became more and more cruel, so cruel that many people couldn't stand it, but they couldn't stop it. Some people in the crowd had already called the police. Unfortunately, the police were always like that, arriving late. At this time, these people were eager for the police to show up right away.
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"Ye Wutian, why are you laughing?" asked a female reporter standing next to Ye Wutian.
Ye Wutian asked: "Why can't I laugh?" Give me a reason, why can't I laugh? Is it because they are fighting? So I can't laugh? This beautiful reporter, don't forget, these people all miss me.
Death, now they are killing each other, shouldn’t I be happy?”
reporter:"……"
"I think I should be happy. If they die, won't I be safe? Of course, you can think that I am selfish, but who is not selfish? Don't you? Who dares to say that he is not selfish?"
"..."
Ye Wutian still didn't think anything of the reporter and continued: "So, don't question me. I said it from the beginning. I will never be soft on my enemies. What's more, I didn't do anything, so you don't do anything."
See, as a good person, I tried to persuade them not long ago. Do they listen to me? They don’t listen at all, so what can I do?”
The other party was choked, chest tight and dizzy. She was just a question, but Ye Wutian asked so many questions in succession. Shameless! What a man without grace.
Bang!
As a sound rang out, out of nine people, only one was left standing. In order to get this first place, the other party paid a heavy price. His whole body was covered in wounds and blood, which was shocking.
Ye Wutian nodded secretly. He was worthy of being a member of the CIA. This guy was able to stand to the end and was quite capable.
"I won." The other party looked at Ye Wutian. The huge pain made him dare not relax at all. At this time, he just wanted the antidote. (To be continued)