In the rest room, Rijkaard touched his neck and looked at the two black men on the side.

"Look what, I'm going to shove your head in PY!" the black man named Tom was extremely irritable.

However, Tom's appearance is not fierce at all.

His whole person has turned into a cartoon little macho man, and his hairstyle has been frozen...... The nose is blurred, and the mouth is so pink that you can't even see your teeth.

Only when gritting teeth and scolding can you see a row of snow-white bright teeth.

When he saw Rijkaard, he was naturally extremely angry, not to mention that on the list, this person appeared again and again as the beginning.

Just talking about him Tom, this guy wrote it.

Rijkaard sneered, and did not defend anything.

Tom, it was only when he heard that this guy was a gang member and had beaten people in the past, so he wrote him down.

Of course, Rijkaard was not dying, because he was convinced that Tom could not find himself, that he was not a particularly powerful man, but a thug.

Conversely, when Tom knows the rules, and is in solitaire, grumpy, and has a gun, he may kill the next person to write it down.

In this way, he will also profit from it and survive this round.

Each round, as long as someone dies first, it will not be random, but will end directly.

Unexpectedly, things took a huge turn for the better.

Franklin, whom Tom wrote, was caught by a mysterious agency, and learned the rules of the game through various methods, and tried to save them in an extremely magical way.

Rijkaard touched his neck again, his head could no longer be removed, and the parts that had been strangely separated were perfectly integrated.

This is not the most bizarre, the most bizarre is the cartoon little macho Tom in front of him, and the direct painting style has changed.

It's not even technology that can explain it, not even magic, cartoon people?

"Stop arguing, I don't blame you...... Now that we're all saved, why are we still struggling with this?" Franklin said fairly.

Seeing this, Rijkaard hurriedly said, "Yes, if I don't do that, I will die." ”

Every time he was the first, he didn't write about others, and his mortality rate was one hundred percent.

Although it was in the way of the rules, everyone was vague, but they could understand what each other meant.

Tom snorted, looking like a two-dimensional tsundere style.

He just vented his anger in his heart casually. If he blames Rijkaard, then Franklin can blame him.

Everyone is like this, and no one is to blame.

If you really want to say that you don't write about anyone else, it's that D-92933.

Thinking of this, everyone looked at the D-class personnel who were sitting in the corner eating and drinking, and had no desire to chat with them.

They already knew that this man was a death row prisoner who should have been executed a long time ago, but because there was such a thing as a death list in the world, it was used as a test subject.

"Eh, how can you still eat? Don't they usually give you food?" Tom yelled at the D-Class.

The D-class personnel looked up and grinned: "This kind of food is not tired of eating because of the addition of special spices, usually in the cafeteria, I can only eat one serving, this time thanks to you, you don't eat the other three, then I won't eat it for nothing." ”

Rijkaard looked at the steak on the table and didn't think anything special.

Then he asked, "You look relaxed, aren't you afraid of death?"

The D-class wiped his mouth after eating and said, "Who is not afraid of death? It is precisely because of the fear of death that they should cherish every second of their lives." ”

As he spoke, he took the teacup to the machine next to him and took a cup of black tea.

"Who the hell are they? Do they often experiment with you? Tell us about it. Franklin had seen this guy's enlightenment, so he asked.

For the Blue and White Society, these people are full of curiosity.

While they were sitting in this death list smash, they couldn't talk much about the rules of the game, so they could only turn the conversation to the Blue and White Society.

And the only one present who is more familiar with the Blue and White Society is this D-class personnel.

The D-class laughed, "I can't say who they are, anyway, they are really saving you, you don't have to think about it." ”

Speaking of this, his expression was a little bitter and said: "I have experienced similar things many times, and you guys are not very dangerous." ”

Tom said angrily, "It's not dangerous, just the four of us!"

He couldn't say much, but the meaning was clear, there were only four people in this round, and the probability of death was one in four!

The D-class sighed, "To be honest, because of your business, I was transferred from another nearby test, which saved my life. ”

"Just within Nevada, there's a valley of the uncanny, and not a single person has ever come out, and it is still unknown how those people got lost, or how they died. ”

"In comparison, I know the rules of this experiment clearly, and I don't die immediately......"

"I was going to be sent into the uncanny valley, but thanks to your kind of thing, I can live a few more days......"

The people looked at each other in horror, and it turned out that this man was going to a place where he would die, and because the death list was discovered, he was transferred from there, and he was saved.

That's it, it's just a few more days to live, in the face of such a life, can he not be optimistic?

As he said, you can only cherish every second of your life.

"People must be strong, try it, the food of the chef of the Blue and White Society is delicious. The D-class smiled and gestured to the steak that had been left behind.

They went up and tasted it, and sure enough, it tasted excellent, and the taste of a spice that they had never tasted before filled their taste buds.

"You don't look like a condemned prisoner...... Tom said, and he had actually killed people, except for a few friends who had also killed people.

The few powerful people he knows are not barbaric and cruel, and they dare to kill people when they get angry, but looking at the D-class personnel in front of him, they don't seem to have done anything big.

The D-class personnel laughed: "What mentality explosion, what hysteria, is just accelerating their own death, those who can't face reality and can't face people strongly, are dead." ”

Tom smiled disdainfully and said, "I mean, you don't look like a ruthless person, have you really killed someone? Instead of being dull like you and thinking about getting by all day. ”

The D-class personnel were stunned for a moment, and laughed: "I know what you mean, I have seen a lot of inherent images of death row prisoners in your eyes, and there are also D-class personnel like that." But no matter how ruthless a person is, he has to be honest when he comes to the Blue and White Society. ”

"To survive here, it is not by cruelty and rage, but by the will to survive. ”

"The really ruthless people I've seen are not cruel to others, but to themselves. ”

"People who can't be cruel to themselves won't live long. ”

Tom was stunned for a moment, then rushed up and knocked the D-class to the ground with a punch.

"What bullshit will to survive, I'm trampling you under my feet now, what can you do?" said Tom dismissively.

"Doctor, Doctor, I'm going to be killed by him!" shouted the D-class with his head folded.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then they heard the loudspeaker in the room say, "Tom Irwin, stop immediately, or I will force you to calm down." ”

"Isn't he a condemned prisoner, just let him die, and all three of us can be saved!" Tom yelled.

"We have to determine if death can resist, he can't die yet!" said the voice over the horn.

"That ......"

"Back in your seat, Tom Ilwin!" the doctor said coldly.

Tom cut and kicked the D-class away, sat down on the couch with a knife, and scolded, "It turned out to be a bubble, I thought you were a character!

The D-class didn't say a word, wiped their nosebleeds, and crouched in the doorway to watch them silently, looking like cowards.

Tom ignored him and just chatted with another black man, Franklin.

Franklin was actually angry with him for writing about himself, but he was afraid that he was strong and strong, so he chatted with him pleasantly.

Another two hours passed, and Tom was picking out his cross necklace on the couch, and he found that after becoming a cartoon person, there was more earwax than before, but if he didn't dig it, he couldn't see it, and when he pulled it, it was a big lump......

He thought it was funny, so he was bored and plucked his ears out to play.

Suddenly, there was a shock. My ears can breathe out a blood mist!

The blood mist was like a fire water cannon, spraying out more than three meters away and washing on the wall.

Not only that, but a blood mist also erupted in his mouth and nose, cathartic like a torrent of steam, and after a while, everyone around him was sprayed with blood all over his face.

And on the sofa on the wall, there are also tiny blood beads that evaporate and then condense.

"Ahhh

The two people next to him also looked at him in horror, especially Rijkaard, who knew very well that what he wrote was blood evaporation, and Tom was dead!

Franklin also realized this, and couldn't help but feel a little lucky, because no matter what the Blue and White Society did to Tom, whether he could save this person or not, at least, he himself was fine.

"I'm not dead!hahaha!" Tom jumped up in surprise, and although the blood mist was terrifying, he felt fine, it seemed to be only a small bleeding.

Hearing him shout like this, everyone was overjoyed, was the Blue and White Society so powerful?

Turn people into cartoons and evaporate so much blood without dying?

Franklin was overjoyed, and was about to say something, when he suddenly shook his whole body and covered his left kidney with his hand.

He didn't say anything, and the others were still in ecstasy, but the D-class kept watching them, and were shocked to see Franklin's instinctive movement.

I saw the D-class personnel shouting, "Doctor, everyone will die again, stitch!"

As he spoke, he grabbed his hair with both hands, held his head, pressed it to his neck, and slid his body to the ground.

The other three, it is not clear why, Tom said that this person is brain-dead?

Just as he was thinking, he heard a pop, and a circle of blood appeared on Tom and Rijkaard's necks at the same time, and blood seeped out of it.

Rijkaard felt as if his neck had been cut off in an instant, and he shook in horror, and with that moment, his head squeaked and fell.

Tom, on the other hand, lay still, and though he was beheaded, he was not decapitated.

"Bang!" At the same time, the door slammed open, and in an instant a doctor rushed up to Rijkaard, caught the skull, and stitched it up as if it were being lifted by the air.

Even though Tom was lying in the doorway, he chose to rescue Rijkaard first.

Mo Qian followed closely and saw the D-class personnel on the ground, although there was no separation of heads, but if it was broken, it was broken, and the spine, nerves, static arteries, trachea, and muscles were all cross-cut!

Even if the D-class personnel lay down in advance and pressed it tightly, it would only slightly alleviate the death. The body's blood pressure squeezes blood out of the gaps, and the disconnections of nerves are not connected next to each other.

At this time, the D-class personnel's eyes were round, their mouths opened slightly and twitched, and the blood on their faces instantly faded.

However, Mo Qian could see the fiery will to survive in his eyes, and he glanced at Mo Qian with a slight movement of his eyes.

"Save him!" yelled.

There are many doctors, but here, there is only one doctor with absolute suturing ability. They also never imagined that the two people who died and were beheaded would be executed at the same time.

Didn't get stuck, after randomly smashing Tom, because Tom didn't die, smashing Franklin again!

It's just that because the heart of the stone is so strong, Franklin almost didn't experience death, and instinctively touched the kidney, but he just felt the beating of the kidney stone......

However, this detail was noticed by the D-class personnel, and they instantly realized that the slaughter was still continuing, so they loudly reminded the Blue and White Society, and made some simple measures that might slow down the death.

"Poof!" Mo Qian and the D-class personnel glanced at each other, and in an instant, a needle was pierced into the D-class's head, directly injecting the drug from the cerebral cortex into the skull.

Mo Qian knew that after the decapitation, the brain stopped blood circulation, and it would not lose all its oxygen content instantly, and there would still be a few seconds of consciousness.

Theoretically, if it is just a severed head, because the brain is still intact, the person does not die instantly.

The burst medicine of the members can replenish everything needed by the life cells, and does not need to be transported through the blood circulation, and will directly nourish the cells.

However, because this is also a stimulant, at this moment of urgent need to save lives, the effect of the drug is too overbearing, in addition to replenishing the oxygen level of the brain, it is almost destroying the brain at the same time.

But in a hurry, he would die immediately if he was not injected.

"Gurg......" The D-Class's eyes moved again, and their vocal cords even rattled slightly.

The vigorous explosive potion really hung his consciousness, and crawled back on the verge of losing consciousness when his brain function was about to stop.

However, this has only changed from a few seconds to more than 30 seconds.

And more than thirty seconds, it is still theoretical, if a person's brain thinks that it is dead, even if the oxygen content is enough to insist, it will actively expel all oxygen.

The first second of human death begins with the first second after the brain expels all oxygen.

The D-class's will to survive was indeed very tenacious, and his eyes seemed to be unable to see it anymore, but it was still conveying the desire to survive that was as strong as fire.

He didn't even know if anyone could see this moment, but he was still tenacious and persisted and cried out for help as much as possible.

Eighteen seconds to die......

The doctor abandoned Rijkaard and instead resuscitated him.

The intricate sutures unite the broken nerves and blood vessels in an attempt to recreate blood circulation in the brain.

However, this operation takes time.

Twenty-eight seconds of death......

Mo Qian did not hesitate and prick another needle.

But the brain has a limit, and Mo Qian estimates that even if the fire of the D-class personnel is not extinguished, the brain will not be able to hold on. The second shot will be renewed for another 10 seconds at most.

In this regard, Mo Qian could not do anything, he could only do so much, at the beginning he collapsed all over, and he was able to hold on until the main vitality was rescued, not by injections, but by stones and hearts.

However, in the case of a stone heart, it is not suitable for decapitation, the brain loses blood circulation, and the effect of relying on medicine alone to nourish is minimal.

The only useful thing is that it provides a theoretical consciousness for the existence of time, and then it can only be up to him to see if he can hold on to it until the last second.

Thirty-sixth second ......

The doctor stood up and said, "The brain stem is saved, the spontaneous breathing function is restored, and the blood circulation is restored, but if the brain is dead, it doesn't make any sense." ”

Mo Qian crouched down and called out to the D-class number, "D-92933, can you hear me?"

I saw that the D-class personnel's eyelids were half-absorbed, and they trembled for a moment, and their eyeballs rolled slightly.

Mo Qian called a few more times, and he gave a response.

"Incredible...... He's still alive......," the doctor rejoiced.

Although he saved Rijkaard first, Rijkaard died, his head fell off, and he died faster.

When the doctor rushed over to suture it, he also gave two injections, but this guy's consciousness was annihilated, and his brain's ability to think emotionally was lost in two seconds, and his brain waves were calmed. Eight seconds later, the brainstem function was lost, and he was completely brain dead.

It takes time to suture, and after injecting the medicine, he still died so quickly, and the miracle doctor of the Blue and White Society couldn't save it.

In comparison, the D-class remained dead for a full thirty-six seconds, and the brain never thought it was dead.

After the blood circulation in the brain is restored, consciousness is still alive, which is a miracle.

The next step is to slowly recuperate, and his reticular structure, cranial nerve nucleus, and medullary vascular motor center are all seriously damaged, and it cannot be said that the condition is stable. The doctor said.

Mo Qian nodded, looking at the other survivors.

They were all stunned, and the D-class was beheaded and forcibly lived for more than half an hour.

At the same time, the decapitated Rijkaard was already dead, and he was delayed by the doctor for eighteen seconds, and the corpses of ordinary people were cold, and he actually survived, he was a monster.

But this man is not a monster, Tom slapped him to the ground, but he was a thin boy.

"When I was saving Rijkaard, I was sure of one thing. There is no white membrane when suturing, which means that although the death list is forcibly used in the smash, the person who has been decapitated will be decapitated again. But it's just a severed head, and the death after the severed head is not a characteristic killing, but handed over to nature. The doctor said.

Mo Qian snorted, in this case, as long as the decapitated people are all D-class personnel with a strong will to survive, then they still have time to be rescued, and they are not bound to die.

This D-class personnel proved to them that the death list was fatal, and it was embodied in 'killing', not 'killing'.

After killing, quickly save it, you can not die!

"But...... Rijkaard is dead, what about the paper?"

Ink Poor soon received word that the containment had appeared with Hines.

The number one slot has changed, and the second living person recorded on the list, who was once skipped, has now rejoined Solitaire.

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