Walk around the United States with the earth in your arms

Pipimei said with a smile. .biquge

Eight teeth are exposed, not too many and not too little. It is really the most standard smile.

On the field, Warden No. 1, the rotating chairman of this competition, announced that the final battle royale was about to begin.

The transparent corridor rises slowly.

More ordinary prisoners, driven by whips and guns, walked blankly into the devastated arena.

The ordinary prisoners who were rejoicing just now felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave, and the tears of joy had not yet dried in the corners of their eyes.

"Are you still going to die?"

"I don't want to die."

"Don't be afraid, we have Jiang Tianfeng."

"Jiang Tianfeng..."

"Jiang Tianfeng..."

"No, listen to me, it's really not me."

Jiang Tianfeng, who had just gotten up from the ground, was panicking to death.

If he had been slightly swollen before, then after being hit by the lightning just now, he completely understood.

It was really not him who saved everyone.

But no one listened to him at all. Everyone chanted Jiang Tianfeng's name over and over again, as if the combination of these three words could form some kind of mysterious spell to protect themselves.

Song Fang also gained a lot, and his points rose to 600 in the time he spoke.

He squeezed his fist.

Seeing how tired Comrade Jiang Tianfeng is, he might as well put in more effort.

Of course, this is also to keep yourself alive.

But others...

Song Fang gritted his teeth. Is there really no way to save it?

Eight gladiators entered the scene together.

"We want all the extra ordinary prisoners in Prison No. 10!"

Warden No. 10 Steve said loudly. Beside him was Cade, who had been knocked unconscious.

Warden No. 3 glanced at him and said teasingly: "Kid Steve, if you want so many people, are you sure your prison won't sink into the sea of ​​sulfuric acid clouds?"

"will not."

Steve looked expressionless at first, but in fact he was slightly angry, "I said, our prison needs ordinary prisoners to mine. This battle escape is completely unnecessary. You are killing lives like this. a waste of resource."

Warden No. 3 opened his mouth and wanted to continue to choke him.

a waste of resource?

There is a shortage of food, drink, and everything else on the death penalty roulette, but there is no shortage of people.

Who does this Steve think he is? He canceled the game when he said it would be canceled.

Since you want people, why didn't you say so when you submitted your spot.

But then, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the faces of the other wardens, so he shut his mouth and swallowed his words.

"If someone can take it, then there's no point in the battle royale," the rotating chairman said.

Several wardens nearby nodded in agreement.

Originally, the so-called ordinary prisoners were just consumables, used for mining, working, and as test targets for gladiators.

Who knew that Jiang Tianfeng came out of it. Not to mention how shocking the level is, being a gladiator is more than enough.

Maybe there can be a second one among these Qianba people?

In that case, if the battle royale actually started, they might die in the melee, which would be a shame.

Or they didn't die, but killed the gladiator, which would be a huge loss to the major prisons that were in urgent need of new blood.

For example, Warden No. 1, when Jiang Tianfeng first emerged, he did not want to engage in any kind of battle royale with Lao Shizi. It's just that the rules of the competition are there, and he can't explain them clearly, lest he be resented by the audience who want to see the final melee and affect his subsequent sponsorship.

Now, it's okay. Warden No. 10 is a stupid young man, so of course he has to go with the flow.

He first asked about the attitudes of the ten wardens present, and after confirming that no one wanted to engage in a melee, he submitted their opinions to the superior.

The two presenters in the studio received the request from the wardens and announced it to the audience to listen to their opinions.

The audience immediately became noisy.

Some people are looking forward to the brutal melee scene to stimulate their senses. Some people even claim that they have their meals ready and are just waiting for the melee to start.

But there are still a considerable number of viewers who don't want to see the final melee.

There are fans of certain gladiators among them, and many of them hold long-term lottery tickets for the corresponding gladiators, for example, if they buy them, they will survive in the subsequent game of musical chairs, etc. Today's admissions competition is just one of the competitions they are looking forward to. If there is a scuffle, it is very likely that their favorite gladiator will be accidentally injured. Although surprises are one of the selling points of the Death Roulette show, the lottery tickets are non-refundable.

Some people are looking forward to Jiang Tianfeng's subsequent development. He performed so brilliantly that once the melee began, he would definitely become the target of the eight gladiators.

Some people even get tired of watching it and want to sleep. Death penalty roulette games can be played on thousands of planets, so time differences are unavoidable.

After arguing for a long time, the last two hosts used the voting system and finally decided that the final melee was cancelled.

When Warden No. 1 announced the audience's decision, Jiang Tianfeng fell to his knees with a bang and burst into tears.

Thank God, Buddha, Taibai Venus!

The game is cancelled!

I don’t have to be pushed to the front by this group of people to block the thunder!

But he was quickly pulled up by the people next to him and cheered at him.

Jiang Tianfeng struggled desperately to avoid being carried on everyone's shoulders in celebration.

I told you it wasn't me, but they just didn't believe me!

Song Fang, who was buried in the crowd, showed a kind smile and cheered with everyone.

The points are now approaching 1000. Thank you for your patronage.

The wardens allowed ordinary prisoners to release their emotions for a while.

Then all the jailers around the arena took out their guns and fired into the sky.

The explosive gunshots immediately stunned all the ordinary prisoners in the room.

Warden No. 1, as the rotating chairman, said to the ordinary prisoners: "We have seen enough games and had enough fun. It's time to judge the players' belongings, right?"

All the wardens nodded.

"The seeded players are all yours, I only want ordinary players."

Steve from Prison No. 10 said, and then stopped talking to the other wardens. At the same time, the spaceship he sent docked next to the competition platform.

Without him having to say hello, many ordinary prisoners walked towards him. If it hadn't been for Steve, this final scuffle would have been inevitable. At this moment, there are at least a thousand people left on the field, and only 500 can survive. With a 1/2 chance, who can guarantee that he will definitely win the "life" lottery.

However, they were all stopped by the jailers.

"Contestants, please don't be anxious." Warden No. 1 said pleasantly, "We need to classify you first, and then decide which prison you belong to."

As soon as he finished speaking, the jailers jumped into the arena and began to sort through the crowd. Those who are tall, strong, young, and smooth are carefully selected and divided into piles. The old, the young, the depressed, and the crooked were roughly sorted into another pile.

Jiang Tianfeng was undoubtedly elected as the first member of the "Smooth and Slippery" group.

When the jailer walked up to Song Fang, he roughly pushed him into the "Crooked Melon and Split Date" group. After all, Song Fang's physical age was only twelve years old, and he had been malnourished since childhood.