The people behind immediately understood Huang Mao's intentions, and accelerated their speed and rushed to the right finish line!

On the other side of the runway, the person who was pushed forward had been flooded by the rabbit tide.

In the rabbit group, there is another crazy rabbit.

Knowing that such an act was tantamount to murder, no one condemned it, no one complained, and the survivors just sat there gasping for breath, tears and sweat streaming down in unison, and everyone was as embarrassed as if they had been fished out of the water.

In the distance, the rabbit-headed man beckoned to everyone again:

"Players are invited to return to the starting position and start the third round."

Round 3.

Final round.

Just get through the last round and the damn game is over!

Everyone got up and walked slowly towards the starting point.

Shen Mo put Bai Youwei on his back and walked at the end of the line. Bai Youwei could feel the sweat on his body.

With the lessons learned from the first round, everyone in the second round can be said to have done their best, and most of them passed the finish line, only two died, and now there are seven left. But that doesn't mean the next third round will reduce casualties.

Because after two consecutive life and death escapes, everyone's physical strength is on the verge of overdraft.

That is, by the time the third round comes, the speed of these people will be greatly reduced.

Especially the middle-aged man, he is now even shaking his calves when he walks, and he can't run at all.

Bai Youwei also noticed that the girl with glasses who was dragged down just now was not dead, but she was injured, her entire arm was red with blood, the high heels in her hands were also bloody, and the slender and long heels were creepy after being stained with blood.

The middle-aged man may feel guilty and subconsciously avoid her.

Along the way, the atmosphere was even more oppressive and lifeless than before.

No one spoke, perhaps out of despair, or perhaps they were thinking about their strategy for the next round.

Shen Mo and Bai Youwei were still at the bottom of the line.

He asked her, "That's what you say, how to win the game 100 percent?" ”

“…… Well. Bai Youwei nodded slightly, "Rabbits can't enter the right end, so as long as one person runs wrong, they can predict which side of the correct end is from the rabbit's reaction." ”

Shen Mo sneered: "This is trying to force us to kill each other?" ”

Bai Youwei was silent.

That's true...... On the surface, this competition is a competition of physical strength, but in fact, whoever can break through the bottom line and attack his teammates will get a higher survival rate.

For example, the middle-aged man, for example, the yellow-haired young man......

"You see people very accurately." Shen Mo had a new understanding of Bai Youwei, and asked her curiously, "Why do you think those two people will do it?" ”

"It's nothing, it's just a feeling." Bai Youwei replied.

"Feelings?" Shen Mo smiled, "Is it a woman's intuition?" ”

Bai Youwei pursed her lips, "I'm sorry, it's the intuition of a lame person." Being on the weaker side can be sensitive to the malice shown by the stronger side. ”

Shen Mo listened and thought thoughtfully: "It's a little interesting." ”

"Actually, it's bullying." Bai Youwei explained lightly, "When people get along with people who are weaker than themselves, once they have evil thoughts in their hearts, they will naturally show aggression. The husband of the domestic violence wife, the parents who abuse the children, and the caregivers who bully the elderly, these people are all normal people in life, why can't they control their temper when facing their wives, children, and the elderly? It is because of the disparity in strength that the strong can magnify the malice in their hearts without fear, wantonly possess, humiliate, and even deprive the weak of their lives......"

As she spoke, she couldn't help but pause, and said quietly: "It's probably hard for you to understand." ”

Although she was not familiar with it, she had also heard her mother mention that Uncle Shen's son worked in the National Security Administration and was the youngest promising officer there. People like him will probably never understand what it's like to be vulnerable.

"I feel it now." Shen Mo replied.

By this time they were back at the starting line, and the rabbit-headed man raised the starting pistol again—

"Look." Shen Mofu lowered his body and put on a posture of preparing to run, "In front of it, we are all weak. ”

"Ready! - "The rabbit-headed man shouted the command.