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A long corridor appeared in front of Zhang Huen, surrounded by deliberately processed steel plates, which reminded him of the laser tunnel in Biohazard 600. If the bottom of the corridor did not have a long bottomless tunnel The waterway, if there are no floating 600×700mm ice blocks on the waterway, it will be more similar. At the end of the about 5-meter-long corridor is a door. There is also a screen above the closed door. The bright red 00 in the screen: [-] is blinking as if someone needs to turn it on.

"It's so cold!"

Meng Wujian, who was squatting in front of the corridor and reached out to touch the water temperature, shivered. He put his finger on the tip of his nose and smelled it, and said:

"It's gasoline."

Several people beside him stretched their hands into the water to smell it.

"Wipe, it's really gasoline."

"What should I do, I can't swim?"

"I do not know either."

"Don't worry, you don't have to swim there, don't you see those ice floes?"

A thin black middle-aged man pointed to a few ice floes floating on the oil duct, while Meng Wujian poured cold water on him:
"Do you think an ice cube of this thickness can bear your weight?"

"How do you know if you haven't tried it? Come on, give me a hand."

The middle-aged black man was held by Meng Wujian, and he tiptoed to step on a piece of ice floe in front of him. When he stepped on the ice floe, he found that the ice floe had only slightly sunk toward the oil line. Hi, I thought the ice floe still had a large volume under the oil line, so it could bear his weight, so he shook off Meng Wujian's support with a flick of his hand, and stepped on the first piece of ice with both feet.

"careful!"

Seeing the swaying body of the black middle-aged man on the ice floe, everyone sweated for him, but fortunately, the black man has a strong sense of balance, and after a few swayings, he stabilized his footing. sweating, greeted everyone behind him:
"No problem, I'm fine!"

The black man then stepped towards the second ice floe and moved onto the second floe smoothly. Now that his figure was more stable, after understanding the characteristics of the floe, he confidently stepped on the third floe. on the ice floe.

"Pfft!"

The ice floes sank the black man into the oil passage at once, and the black man disappeared in an instant, leaving only the ripples on the water surface telling that he had been here.

"puff!"

A head poked out from the oil duct, and the black man was flailing wildly, splashing bright yellow gasoline everywhere, while shouting:

"Help! Help me... Gululu...I...I can't swim!"

Although the black man was only less than five meters away from everyone, no one took the initiative to jump into the oil tunnel to save him. Watching the black man flop around for a while, he finally caught the second piece of ice floe he had walked through before. The slippery oil and There was not much friction between the ice cubes, and they sank again, leaving only two streaks of yellow oil on the ice cubes.

"Pfft!"

Zhang Huen pushed aside the people standing in front of him, and plunged into the oil passage. The pungent and dazzling gasoline made him unable to open his eyes. He swam towards the place where the black man disappeared in the dark, and touched it in two or three strokes. A body that was still struggling, regardless of 21, he dragged the black man and kicked towards the shore, finally touched the steps on the shore, three or four hands grabbed his arm at the same time, and he and the oily man The black man pulled up.

The biting cold began to invade his whole body the moment he landed. He hurriedly got up from the ground and rubbed his skin with numb hands. He rubbed layers of gasoline on the ground, and finally felt the cold subside. Zhang Huen opened his mouth to speak, but found that his teeth were shaking from the cold.

"Definitely below 0°, it's cold, but not unacceptably cold."

"If so, I think I can go and have a look first!"

…What is surprising is that the gray-haired old lady came out. She took off her high-heeled shoes, took off her coat, folded it and put it aside, revealing her unusually strong body under her old face Looking at her slightly arched forearm muscles, Robben, an old politician standing aside, said in shock:

"How did you practice?"

"As long as you keep swimming, especially winter swimming, you can be like me!"

The old lady stood on the shore and finished her warm-up exercises, and began to sit on the shore and scoop up gasoline to wipe her body. The movement of her covering her body with gasoline made everyone feel a toothache. When she went down into the oil tunnel, she recovered. Zhang Huen smiled and walked down the oil tunnel beside her.

"You don't mind if I take a swim with you, beautiful lady."

"You are a gentleman, young man, let's see who will swim to the opposite side first?"

Ignoring the reaction of the group of guys behind them, the two slid down the oil passage one after the other, and started to swim towards the opposite side. Meng Wujian looked at the shadows of the two swimming farther and farther, and turned to ask the rest:
"Who else can't swim, raise your hand."

The six hands were raised slowly, Meng Wujian looked at the remaining people who could swim, and said:

"If we want to ensure the greatest advantage, we must help these landlubbers pass, so I suggest..."

"Wait, when it's your turn to decide, if you want to help yourself, I'll go first."

The police satirized Meng Wujian and went down to the oil tunnel. Seeing that the police were playing peacocks and flying southeast, the others could only express their helplessness and followed to swim to the other side.

"Wow, I'm freezing to death!"

"FUCK, this damn game!"

Looking at the people in the oil tunnel who kept expressing their anger, Meng Wujian looked back at the six landlubbers standing in the corner who were at a loss, and said sympathetically:

"I'm sorry, I can't help you."

When he got down to the oil tunnel and swam halfway through the icy gasoline, the six landlubbers watched the time dwindle and rushed down the oil tunnel like crazy. Two of them might have learned the basic dog planing , Unexpectedly showed extraordinary potential and rushed up, one of them swam past Meng Wujian, the other grabbed Meng Wujian, took a sip of gasoline, and shouted:
"I don't want to die, save me, save me!"

"Don't drag me, we'll all die!"

Meng Wujian's balance was immediately disrupted, the man kept dragging his clothes, dragging him to the depths of the oil duct, Meng Wujian choked on gasoline, feeling sick to her stomach, and kicked him on the ground. On that person's head, but couldn't get rid of that person's entanglement.

(Am I going to die here?)
A strong arm stretched out from under the oil and grabbed his left hand. Meng Wujian was pulled out of the oil layer. Looking at Zhang Huen, whose face was covered in oil, she wanted to speak but couldn't.

"Wow!"

The person who was pulling him tightly hugged his waist, then jumped out of the oil surface and sprayed gasoline on Zhang Huen. Zhang Huen dragged the two of them to swim towards the opposite bank. Fortunately, he was strong enough and fast enough. , Only then did the two drowning men like dead dogs be pulled ashore.

"Hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo!"

Zhong Yi, who was leaning against the wall, panted heavily and gave Zhang Huen a thumbs up. Zhang Huen ignored him, but looked back and found that there were still two drowning people who had not been swallowed by the oil passage. A middle-aged woman is huddled on an ice floe and shouting for help.

"There are 40 seconds left, it's too late."

After waking up, Meng Wujian looked at the screen on the door and muttered, Zhang Huen turned his head and swam over again, and the people on the shore exclaimed:
"Come back, are you crazy, you will be burned to death!"

Zhang Huen only knows what he thinks in his heart. Since he entered the game, he has observed everyone, and it turns out that none of them are New Jigsaw, which means that New Jigsaw is watching their performance in front of the screen, or he or she How did he know that the fat man Eriksson was left in the parking lot to die.

…Since everyone is not a new jigsaw, he has the obligation to help more people survive to the next level within his ability. The more people there are, the more people will replace the dead ghosts, and it is rational to let those who die for the dead ghosts be more valuable. Zhang Huen only cares about his own thoughts, and completely ignores the feelings of the audience in the virtual cinema. Many fans saw that Zhang Huen saved several people one after another in the first round, and made a big fuss in the virtual cinema. Shout out to Our Lady!And some Zhang fans even said that they misjudged Zhang Huen. They thought he was a black-bellied and unscrupulous uncle, but they didn't expect to become a living Lei Feng in the chainsaw.

Regardless of whether it is a living Lei Feng or not, Zhang Huen has already swam to the side of the black man. He grabbed the black man's hand and put him on his shoulder. He stretched out his other hand to grab the middle-aged woman. He backed away in panic, and fell into the oil duct all of a sudden.

"Run! Run!"

Zhang Huen turned his head and saw a bright wall of fire rushing towards him. Looking at the wall of fire, the black man drew a cross on his chest and said:

"May God forgive my sins!"

"Hold your breath!"

Zhang Huen yelled, took a sharp breath, and dragged the black man down into the dark oil tunnel.The people standing on the opposite bank watched the flames burning along the oil passage. The middle-aged woman jumped out after falling into the oil passage. The rapid flames immediately covered her upper body. She hooded, and she sank back into the oil tunnel after a horrific scream.

Meng Wujian resisted the discomfort in her stomach, stood up and opened the door that was opened because of running out of time. It was pitch black and she couldn't see anything clearly.

"I'm not going, I'm not going!"

The first mental breakdown was a young lady, her OL outfit was soaked in oil, and she looked pretty good, but everyone didn't care to appreciate her performance, they just stared at the dark door with serious expressions, some people Already slumped on the ground, he couldn't get up enough energy to continue the next game.

"Snapped!"

A big greasy hand rested on the steps of the bank, and a man soaked in gasoline dragged a dying old black up the bank. Everyone watched Zhang Huen lying on the bank, clenching his throat and licking his eyes. The gasoline in the stomach and the overnight meal were all spit into the oil passage, and a pineapple could be stuffed into the wide open mouth.

"Well, wow!"

The black man turned over and started to vomit, and the filth from the vomit splashed the lady's socks, and the lady jumped and screamed:

"We're all going to die, we're all going to die!"

Her gaffe made the atmosphere even more heavy. After scratching his throat, Zhang Huen felt that there was nothing in his stomach. He forced himself to suppress the feeling of constant nausea, and said under his throat:
"Jigsaw thinks he is God and can manipulate the life and death of all of us. If we don't resist, we will betray our beliefs, bow our heads to Jigsaw, and become slaves to his majesty. Tell me, you will succumb to power. Weak scum?"

Everyone was shocked when they heard it, and the damned desperate atmosphere was finally dissipated. The screen that had been displaying "0:00" suddenly let out a terrible laugh, and the ugly face of Billy Doll appeared again. on the screen.

"I always thought that Johnson was just a boxer with muscles in his head. I didn't expect to be able to show loyalty to your God in despair. I admit, I underestimated you, Johnson, like no one would ever guess. Until you, a person with firm beliefs, will become a thug of the gang for money, cruelly beat to death the economic pillar of a family of five - a hardworking little accountant, oh, sorry, Johnson, I touched your scar again Is it? How many things have you done to make money and harm the people in order to earn your unconscionable dollars? Do you remember it yourself?"

"shut up!"

Zhang Huen jumped up angrily, forcibly tore off the TV screen hanging on the door and threw it into the oil duct.

"Hahahaha, Johnson, Johnson, you will never get rid of your nightmare, and you will find your true salvation in the next game."

Billy Doll’s voice sounded from the TV screen on the opposite side of the corridor, and it was heard all the way to everyone’s ears. The morale that had improved a bit earlier immediately returned to freezing point, and everyone’s eyes on Zhang Huen became strange again. , as if they were all saints and innocent.

"Um, I suddenly think this jigsaw is quite cute!"

Meng Wujian's words that ruined the atmosphere caused Zhang Huen to look at him with resentment in his eyes, and he shrank his neck and took the lead into the next room. RS