The male god of the fast travel system seeks to be fascinated

Chapter 1077 The Last Hero (23)

Qin Lang woke up slowly and calmed down for a long time before he could see the scene in front of him clearly.

Those with him were placed in glass instruments one after another, and their hands and feet were bound.

Looking down at himself, he was tied to a chair, and only his index finger and eyeballs could move his whole body.

After struggling a few times, he wanted to speak, but suddenly he found that he couldn't even move his tongue.

After a while, I saw a projection of a person appearing in front of me.

Zizitler, he knew him.

"Hehe, do you feel hopeless? Do you know? Don't blame me for being ruthless, your general—— Gu Xiaoxiao, her ruthlessness is far beyond your imagination."

When Qin Lang was thinking about what he had done, a ring was put on his index finger.

Controlled by the ring, he pressed his finger down.

bump……

His eyeballs were instantly bloodshot, and he saw that in the opposite glass instrument, one of his brothers was exploded alive.

Do not! Do not!
They are so ruthless.

Qin Lang recalled in his mind that they had just captured the general and were planning to go back. Not long after, he suddenly blew himself up.

I don't know what to use, not even blood.It was directly fried into powder.

However, that is the enemy, but this is his brother!
"Uh...uh..."

Qin Lang roared loudly, he wanted to speak, but his lips could not move.

The tongue has no feeling at all.

There was powder in front of his eyes, as if the brother's body turned into powder and flew in front of his eyes.

Zizitler's devilish voice sounded again.

"Is it painful? This is painful. How to play next? There are fourteen more people. Don't worry, some of them can live for a while. The ring in your hand will attack every five minutes. You have enough Take the time to say goodbye to them with your eyes."

"I forgot to tell you, who will die next is a random event, so good luck."

Qiqitele's image disappeared, and Qin Lang wanted to tear him apart.

The people in the glass apparatus began to wake up slowly. They didn't know what happened, they just turned around, looked at their brother, and smiled silly.

Does this count? Blessings are shared, and difficulties are shared.

Qin Lang's body was shaking, he didn't know what he could do, now, he wished he could chop off his fingers!
My mind is full of the shadow of the brother who died just now, God!He is going crazy.

However, it was too late to be sad, he pressed his fingers again, and another brother painted powder.

Qin Lang struggled hard, wanting to smash his fingers, he used his index finger to touch other places fiercely.

Suddenly, the ring exerted force and he couldn't move again.

Pressing the index finger again, another brother turned into powder.

Qin Lang's eyes almost burst open, and Zizitler's image appeared again.

"Don't resist, the result of resistance is not something you can bear, there are still twelve left, and the interval is still 5 minutes, once you resist, you are alone, it's fun, isn't it?"

Qin Lang struggled to move, but his body was tightly tied to the chair, and his body didn't know what was done to him, so he couldn't use his strength at all.

Now, he can't even resist...

The people who were followed also began to comfort him, they knew that Qin Lang couldn't help himself.

However, after 5 minutes, the person who talked the most turned into powder.

Since then, there has been silence.

This is the frequency with which death comes, and no one can escape.

The body is restrained and the mind is tortured. Everyone is thinking that they will be next, which is good...

(End of this chapter)