"Okay, let's try every time and see if he can make it to that time?" Charlie suggested.

"It's not good, it's not good, if he can hold on for two minutes, then he can hold on to the rest of the time, it's not good!" someone immediately saw this, and said.

"So, in this case, why don't we change the way we bet, we divide the time from less to more, into several sections, and then let him try it one by one, what do you think?" said Charlie, who was a good man, and immediately corrected his words.

"It's too troublesome, it's better to do it all at once!" someone said puzzledly, this person obviously hates troublesome things, so he doesn't plan to do it like this.

"Trouble, trouble, this is good, this is good! The more trouble, the better!" Someone suddenly saw Charlie's true intentions, and this person responded immediately, saying that the bet was just an aftershow, but they couldn't ignore their real intentions because of this.

"But how to make a bet, does anyone sit in the bank?" more people understood Charlie's intentions, but they couldn't help but think carefully about the specific way of betting.

Compared to the original method, this is really a lot more troublesome.

"Once the time period is divided, let's just bet on whether he can reach that time slot!" someone said, looking very casual.

"When did it start?" someone asked.

"At first, it's a warm-up, let's start with thirty seconds!" said Charlie.

"As long as everyone can do this, then wouldn't all of us be able to win, isn't that good?"

"It's just a warm-up, it's also a warm-up atmosphere, since anyone can do it, then we won't bet from here, and wait for a longer time to bet!" someone immediately said.

"Okay, that's it!"

"Let's start then, thirty seconds, forty seconds, fifty seconds, sixty seconds! We're not in a hurry, we're warming up slowly, and from what it says on this form, it's a bet from one hundred and twenty seconds!

"Okay!" the people responded.

"Not good, not good!" some people protested strongly at this time, but everyone was indifferent for no other reason, and that was the person who was bet on.

From a person to a tool for betting, and the feeling of a mere tool, how can people care?

"Thirty seconds, ready! It's been since I put it on, what, aren't you going to take a hard breath first, you're so emotional, I'm afraid you won't be able to survive even thirty seconds, right?" Charlie said with some worry, and the plastic bag that stopped in his hand moved again, gradually covering the other party's face.

"Ahhh......h Whew!" was about to scold, but as soon as he saw the plastic bag that was getting closer and closer, he didn't have the slightest idea of it, and immediately took a sharp breath, and the man was desperately prepared.

"Let's get started!" said Charlie.

At the same time, the plastic bag completely covered the other party's face, but for a moment, the other party could no longer breathe air through his mouth and nose, and his whole person became quite uncomfortable, although this was just the beginning, but the feeling was already a feeling that life was worse than death.

What a torture this is, and the terrible part is completely in this torment.

"Click!" someone next to him immediately started the timer.

"Hey, can you make a bet on this?" someone couldn't help but make a proposal at this time, although most people didn't know what he was going to do, but everyone was quite interested.

"How do you bet it, tell me?" someone immediately responded, and it seemed that everyone was a little bored, and the main purpose was just to pass the time, but not the amount.

"The time you count in your mind is always different from the actual time, right?" said the proposer, looking very interested.

"Of course, there will always be a slight deviation, this is a normal thing!" Someone immediately agreed to this, of course, for ordinary people, this is also very simple common sense, as long as that person knows.

"So if there is a deviation, let's bet on this deviation?" said the person who proposed it, and as soon as the people on the scene understood.

"That's a good idea!" someone immediately agreed.

"It's kind of interesting!" people agreed, even Charlie.

"Then I'll be the first to bet, one second, no, two seconds!" Someone immediately got involved, and was quite excited, taking other people's pain as a pastime to pass their free time, such a person is really a bit too cold-blooded, in the eyes of ordinary people, it probably is, right?

But to actually get involved, it feels like it's not the same thing at all!

It's just a normal thing.

As long as the pain is not inflicted on oneself, one will not understand how terrible the pain really is, and the infliction of pain is even more terrible.

For those involved, it's really just an ordinary game.

It's commonplace, it's nothing at all!

"Wait a minute, this is two seconds off, is this exceeding, or not exceeding?" someone suddenly noticed this and immediately said.

"Haha, I accidentally ignored this! In this case, then it is two seconds beyond the exact time!" The person who spoke before immediately corrected it, which was also good.

"I'm coming, I'm coming, I said it's just right, it's not bad for a second, how about it!" someone shouted.

"One second short, less than the standard time!" the people shouted.

"I said, I said ......"

Suddenly, the people at the scene opened their mouths and reported such a time, and the scene could be described as jubilant, and everyone looked very interested and happy.

And at this moment, the person who was being used as a betting tool by everyone, his face was now becoming more and more painful, and his color was becoming extremely pale!

It's hard to imagine why time passed so slowly, I've never felt like this, it's been a few seconds, and the man is counting silently in his own heart, and it was a blank at the beginning!

Anyway, will they abide by the agreement, if they don't abide by the agreement, what should they do, they will be suffocated to death, and when they think of this problem, their minds suddenly can't turn around, and they become blank, and the silent number just now is forgotten all at once!

The whole person has no idea what's going on!

Let go, let go, let go, all the thoughts in my mind are left with this, the body trembles violently, the mouth and nose breathe hard, but in addition to making the plastic bag contact with your face more closely, there is no air inhaled into it, obviously for normal people, it is usually the easiest breathing, and now it has become so difficult!

And it's strange!

Not being able to breathe, it was such a painful thing, terrible, terrible!

"Ahhhh

The pain is constantly intensifying, and as time goes by, it multiplies, multiplies, and it is unimaginably terrible pain, and the whole life is worse than death.

"Almost, if you count it silently, you will reach out and pat the chair!" Charlie said on the side, but the other party seemed to have completely lost his listen.

"What's wrong with this guy, can't it be that he's sick?" someone said a little worriedly.

At this time, the person's condition is really not good, that life is not as good as death, people can't help but be afraid, in other words, if you really get a life or something, it will be quite bad!

"So what about bets?" someone asked.

"Wait, let's take the plastic bag off his head first!" someone directly suggested.

"Okay, it's time!" Charlie said, grabbing the plastic bag on the other man's head with ease, and then took it off, it looked really easy.

However, for that person, it was like going from hell to heaven all at once, and once upon a time, breathing was such a beautiful thing.

"Wow, wow, wow!" the man couldn't help but cry, just now, he was so scared, he was almost going to die, oh! no, that was a much more terrible feeling than death.

"It's not good, I can't continue!" someone said, there is no way to continue playing a good game.

"Would you like to change the way you bet again?" someone suggested.

"It's boring, it's too boring to change it!" someone shook his head and said, ready to give up completely, but there is one person who will never give up.

That person is Charlie, of course, after all, his purpose is not a game.

"Take a good breath and give you thirty seconds!" Charlie said kindly, as he sorted out the plastic bag in his hand and prepared for the next one.

"Charlie, you're really ruthless!" someone said with a joke on the side.

"The duty is, if you come here like this, it has nothing to do with ruthlessness or anything!" said Charlie, disapproving.

Of course, Charlie's words also have a certain truth, when a thing becomes a job, it is difficult to have any emotions invested in it, whether it is good or bad, it is the same, and it is completely equal.

This feeling is a bit like a worker in a slaughterhouse, even if the animal is so cute, this day let him continue to kill so many hundred and eighty heads, he has no feeling at all, all the eyes are just the process of his own work, and even after being fully proficient, the brain does not need to have any thinking, just the body can simply complete the work, and this is such a situation, what feelings do you talk about!

It's completely worn out!

What's more serious is that the guards in the camp during the war, except for a small number of people who are indeed mentally ill, in fact, most of them are still normal, but work is work, that is something that cannot be helped, so it will become ruthless, and it is also a very normal thing, after all, no matter who is placed in that post, it will become like that, and it will not be any different!

A few, just an exception!

Unworthy.

Now Charlie is also like this, he is very simple to do his own work, it doesn't matter whether it is good or evil, just a completion, of course, for adults, they never pay attention to good and evil, they only consider the pros and cons.

There is a reward for the work done, and if it is not done, then there is no doubt that you will be punished!

In this way, things are very simple.

"Thirty seconds is up!" said the man who was counting the timer.

"Okay!" Charlie immediately got to work, picking up the plastic bag and closing it over to the man who was still hysterical.

"Wait...... Wait a minute!" the other man shouted, the original hysteria seemed to be better at this time, and he struggled hard, but it was a pity that with the body of an ordinary human being, it was completely impossible to get rid of the restraint that was binding on him.

Charlie was not moved at all, what the other party said was not what he wanted to hear, and the plastic bag in his hand was about to completely cover the other party's face.

"I confess, I said, I said everything, I asked what to say! There was no concealment!" the other party shouted loudly, he couldn't bear it anymore, that kind of punishment, although it seemed very simple, and it wouldn't hurt people too much, but it was just a feeling like that, unbearable, really unbearable.

Charlie stopped his movements for a moment, and a gentle smile bloomed on his face.

The people around are a little disappointed, but it's just a simple explanation, and there's no good show to watch!