George and the one-eyed black man were acquainted.

A drug broker, a drug supplier?

In addition, the previous Mary was an addict, and the suppliers, sales, and consumers all came together.

"Kenny, we're going to join forces and get rid of this guy first, let him put his hands in the box, and the antidote will be yours after getting it."

George coughs loudly and moves closer to the one-eyed black man, egging on Kenny.

Bai Yelu's hands just now made him jealous, and he was cunning, and he immediately thought of pulling people together.

"Look, this guy is also playing with the idea of an antidote, as long as the antidote is taken out, he will definitely be the first to snatch it."

George keeps instigating Kenny.

But Kenny, the one-eyed black man, only looks clumsy and arrogant on the outside, and is obviously very urban on the inside, and will not be provoked by a few words from George.

At this time, he was staring at Bai Ye with cold eyes, as if he regarded Bai Ye as his main opponent and wanted to see through the details of his opponent.

"Who will end up with the antidote, each depends on his ability."

Bai Ye played with the scalpel in his hand, and he didn't deny George's statement, and said with a smile: "But the premise is that someone must get the antidote." ”

The one-eyed black man didn't speak, and looked at the fat man Bill who was standing behind Bai Ye.

"No, no...... It's none of my business, it's none of my business, it's his business......"

The fat man immediately understood what the gang wanted to do, and hurriedly shook his hand, and his body began to fall backwards.

"Aha! Come on, fatty, come here, here's what you're going to do. ”

George let out a sinister laugh, "Go and help us get the antidote." ”

……

"I'm not in favor of that."

Bai Ye coldly rejected this approach.

He gestured to a monitor installed in the corner of the room.

"Every area of the house is being monitored, and I think it's better for us to follow the rules in everything we do."

The fat man Bill looked at Bai Ye with a look of gratitude in his eyes.

"Shit! You damn bastard, you just want to kill me! ”

Some people rejoice and some people worry.

George saw the danger that he had finally transferred, and now he was pushed back to the forefront by Bai Ye with two words, and his emotions suddenly lost control.

"If I want to kill you, I can do it now, with the help of that box?"

Bai Ye played with the scalpel in his hand and glanced at the iron box: "Hehe, it's too troublesome." ”

“……”

Although George was very annoyed, he was not an impulsive and brainless person, and he knew that what Bai Ye said was the truth.

He quickly calmed down, his eyes rolling rapidly, as if he was urgently looking for a more advantageous way to escape.

"Aren't you afraid that I will destroy the antidote and everyone will die together?"

"I don't think you look like a fool either."

Bai Ye plucked out his ears, "Before doing such a stupid thing, first ask the old guy next to you if he agrees." ”

If he dares to destroy the antidote, George will be retaliated against by Kenny, and the end will be fatal, while the others will have the antidote in the basement box to obtain.

George glanced at Kenny.

The latter was standing with his hands folded, his face expressionless, but the warning in his eyes was very obvious.

The old man didn't take a stand, but if George made any moves, he probably would be the first to deal with him.

George had no choice, with resentment in his eyes and a depressed expression, as he walked towards the iron box step by step like a lost dog.

He reached for the two holes in the front of the iron box with trembling hands.

Bai Ye and the others came to the back of the iron box and looked into the box through the round glass.

George's hand had already reached into the left and right compartments of the iron box, and he was carefully groping forward.

"A little further forward on the left hand, yes, come on, you're about to hit the button."

Fat Bill kept giving George command and encouragement.

George cautiously stretched out his hand, a little temptation, as if there was a dangerous minefield ahead, which could trigger a deadly explosion at any moment.

Finally, his left hand touched the button.

George was already sweating profusely, as if he had just engaged in some very physically demanding activity.

The psychological pressure weighed down on him like an invisible mountain, making it difficult for him to breathe.

"Alright, just press the button, and the antidote over there should be up."

Fat Bill pinched the sweat for George.

He may have naively thought that he was safe as long as he did this, and then he just had to take out the antidote from the box.

"Hurry up, go on."

Bai Ye urged with a calm expression: "Hope is ahead." ”

"Shut up!"

George glared at him viciously.

He seemed to have a premonition of a terrible trap waiting for him, and began to take a big deep breath.

After making up his mind, he touched the button with the tip of his left finger and slowly pushed hard.

Click!

There was a sound of activation in the tin box, and the trap that George had been fearing for a long time was finally triggered.

Two pieces of iron popped up above and below his forearm, clamping firmly around George's forearm and beginning to tighten continuously.

"Ahh Yes! ”

George screamed in fright before he could feel the pain, and his arm instinctively shrank outward.

But as he removed his hand from the button, the iron that held his arm rose with it, and the antidote that had slightly emerged from the tubular container in the right compartment sank back in.

You have to keep holding down the button. ’

Bai Ye immediately understood the principle of this device.

George had to keep his hand on the button before the antidote would emerge from the tube, and if George withdrew his hand halfway through, everything would be lost.

But......

The deeper he pressed the button with his left hand, the tighter the iron against his left arm would squeeze, and it was estimated that when the antidote in the tubular container rose to a level where it could be obtained, his arm would be crushed by the iron.

That's what the heavy voice on the radio meant, 'When you're in the abyss of sin, you have to learn to choose' – the device's designers wanted George to pay for an antidote with one hand!

……

"Quick, let me continue!"

George's 'buddy' Kenny slapped his palms on the outer shell of the box and drank with a fierce look on his face.

He clearly didn't have much patience and thought that George's performance was playing tricks on him.

"Fack!"

George's expression was full of collapse, and he swung his fist into the air like a vent.

His chest heaved and heaved, his eyes glowed with determination, and he took another deep breath and put his hands into the tin box.

The left hand pressed the button in the compartment, and the antidote in the tubular container in the right compartment also began to rise slowly.

"Ahhh!!hhh

The constant squeezing of the iron made him hiss in pain.

"It's out, come out, don't give up, just endure for a while and you can get the antidote."

Fat Bill lay in front of the small glass window, watching the antidote rise from the tubular container about a third of the height.

"Fak'a

George's face was red, and his forehead and neck were bruised.

The tightened iron had begun to press against the bones of his forearm, and he seemed to hear the bone 'click' as it was about to break.

"It's out, it's out!"

The fat man shouted excitedly, and the antidote had completely surfaced out of the tubular container.

George's forearm bones had been squeezed into an almost flat shape by the iron, his face was as white as paper, and his whole body was trembling because of the forced pain.

"Get the antidote out."

Kenny's face was nervous, and he urged viciously.

George glanced at the 'man' with a fierce look, and strained himself to reach the antidote with his right hand.

But......

Because he was in a position where he couldn't see the exact location of the injection, he was completely relying on his feelings to get the antidote.

When he caught the antidote with his hands, he pulled it up with all his might.

Burst!

With a soft sound, the syringe was separated up and down by his pull.

The antidote in the syringe was immediately spilled.

……