Weiyi, who was blocking the road, carefully put away the three hundred-yuan coins.

Even if there are millions of ghost coins in a black box, in this weird eyes, they are still not worth the three coins in his hand.

Because those millions of ghost coins were not for him. Even if he took them back, he would have to give them all to the King of Trillions. But these three ghost coins actually fell into his hands.

If you accept one less box of ghost coins, the most you can do is get scolded and lose some face.

Compared with three hundred nether coins, the loss of face is nothing!

Weiwei accepted the money, bowed slightly to Chen Mu, and gave Chen Mu its most sincere blessing:

"This generous gentleman, I hope you die suddenly on the way, and your car crashes and everyone is killed."

Somehow, Chen Mu felt a little weird every time he heard such words. It's like being scolded, but it's hard to fight back.

No, we can't let the swindlers take advantage of us.

"I also wish that your whole family will die tonight." Chen Mu also offered his blessing.

The roadblock blocking the road was strangely moved away, indicating that the five cars could continue to move forward.

When they saw that Chen Mu no longer had to hand over the black box, the expressions of several other players could be described as jealous.

Why?

Everyone only has seven boxes left, but the young man still has ten boxes!

They are all doing the same weird mission, so the gap is too big!

As the saying goes, although my own failure is sad, the success of my colleagues makes me even more worried.

When the five cars continued on the road, the atmosphere among everyone had become extremely tense.

There is no doubt that they can't make any more mistakes.

As long as one more box of ghost coins is thrown away, their own lives will be at risk.

Therefore, except for Chen Mu, everyone's nerves were highly tense and they stared at the road ahead in fear.

The two brothers, who were originally in high spirits and prepared to work together for the rest of their lives, were silent at this time and drove quietly.

Just like that, another ten minutes passed.

There are less than twenty minutes left before the allotted time. But according to the navigation instructions, their journey only takes ten minutes.

The time is completely sufficient.

Just...don't throw away another box of Hades Coins.

What are you afraid of?

The intersection ahead is another familiar roadblock. Next to the roadblock, there were a few weirdos blocking the way.

"Fuck! Here we go again!" Brother Cun Tou couldn't help but cursed.

The short-haired boy who had lost a box of Ming coins suddenly turned pale and his heart was filled with endless regret.

This was probably the last roadblock. If I hadn't been obsessed with money at the time and had listened to my elder brother's deception, I would have probably passed the test smoothly.

Now it's better, my life is gone, so why talk about glory and wealth?

No matter how scared they were, no one dared to force their way through the strange obstacles.

After all, it was weird. Breaking through the weird levels was no different from seeking death.

Four cars stopped one after another, and they knocked on the windows one by one:

"Open the trunk! Leave a box of ghost coins before leaving."

It’s the same routine again!

Brother Cun Tou had no choice but to slowly open the trunk and watch Weiwei take away his Ming coins.

There were only six boxes of hell coins left in the trunk!

It was already below the passing mark of seven boxes, and it would be a dead end when it reached the vault.

Not only the Cun-headed brother, but also the Cun-headed boy and the woman were also taken away with a box of Ming coins.

When they arrived at Chen Mu, Chen Mu did not give Wei Wei three hundred coins this time, but opened the trunk indifferently.

"Just take a box over." Chen Mu's words were full of indifference.

This was not Chen Mu's pretense, because Chen Mu had been thinking about certain issues while driving.

From the moment he said to the manager, "He cheated on all of us," Chen Mu had already started thinking.

Thinking of it now, Chen Mu has figured out a lot of things, and the original confusion and confusion in his mind have now become particularly clear.

When he figured it all out, Chen Mu already knew that the Ming coins in the trunk were no longer important.

Just throw it away, it doesn't matter.

That's why Chen Mucai didn't bother to pay and asked Weiyi to take a box over.

After Weiyi took the box away, the roadblock in front slowly opened, and Weiyi waved his hand to indicate that the car could leave.

"You will arrive in five minutes. Don't worry, the road ahead is safe."

Wei Wei gave a seemingly kind reminder.

However, even after learning that the front was safe, there was no joy at all on the faces of the short-haired brother and the woman.

Because each of them only had six boxes of hell coins left in their trunks.

Everything seemed to have been calculated. No matter how hard they struggled, they could not reach the passing mark of seven boxes.

The vehicle drove slowly on the road, and the surroundings were eerily quiet.

Suddenly, the short-headed brother turned the steering wheel and approached the short-headed boy.

The two cars were driving side by side. The short-headed brother opened the window and shouted to the short-headed boy:

"Hey! Come closer to me."

The short-haired boy was listless at the moment, and even felt a little resentful because he was indirectly cheated by his trusted brother.

But since the eldest brother shouted like this, the short-haired boy still turned the steering wheel and got closer to the short-headed brother.

"Still looking listless? Do you think you've been tricked by me?" Brother Cun Tou smiled, as if he didn't care at all. He lowered his voice and said mysteriously:

"To tell you the truth, we actually still have a chance to survive! I have already thought of a way to survive the weird mission."

life?

The short-haired boy was startled and looked at his elder brother in disbelief, "Do you know how to survive?"

"Of course! It's just that this way of survival... is a bit bloody." Brother Cun Tou lowered his voice again and said slowly:

"The rules only say that we send seven boxes of ghost coins to the vault, but do they say that they must be black boxes in our own cars."

As soon as these words came out, the short-haired boy realized immediately that he knew what the big brother was talking about.

Grab someone else's box!

They do only have six boxes now, but if one of them grabs his box, it will be enough for seven boxes.

However, the box is life, and the other party will definitely not give up and will not let you grab it obediently.

Therefore, there will definitely be a fight between the two sides, and it will be a bloody fight to the death!

This is what Brother Cun Tou said, a bloody way to survive!

Before the two brothers could discuss their goals, suddenly, the short-haired boy's car bumped hard, and there was a violent crash from behind the car.

The short-haired boy looked through the rearview mirror and saw the frail-looking woman behind his car, following him closely in the car.

And there was a fierce look in the woman's eyes.

After an unsuccessful collision, the woman turned the steering wheel and hit the short-haired boy again.

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