"Whew... Phew..."Martha only felt dizzy, and her neck was sore from the long hanging of her head. She looked up, and felt the world spin again. He raised his head and pressed his temples, which were a little tight, but he was surprised to find that he was actually chained around his wrists.

This change suddenly made Martha feel excited, and she quickly sat up, looking around in a panic, only to find that she was actually locked in a chair. His hands were fastened to the chair at his feet with two chains, and his legs were held in place by two iron shackles.

On either side of her head, there were two black shotguns pointed at her.

On the table in front of her, there was a transparent pipe that connected to the bottom of the table, and what was underneath was not visible from Martha's angle. Next to the pipe was a heavy iron tong, black and terrifying.

Martha struggled in a panic, but it seemed like she was pulling something. The black cloth sitting across from her was suddenly pulled down, revealing another woman sitting across from her. I saw that the woman was about fifty years old, dressed in simple and shabby civilian clothes, and at a glance I knew that her family background was not very good. The woman's face was pale, her eyes were heavily baggy, and she looked malnourished.

The woman was also very flustered, and even the appearance of being locked on her body was very similar to Martha herself, except that her hands were firmly clamped by two iron clips, which were composed of sharp and thick blades, which were tightly pressed against the poor old woman's wrists, pressing out two blood-red marks. Similarly, next to the old woman's head, there were two shotguns aimed at her.

I saw a very fat man fixed to the wall, this man was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, and his face was full of cheap flesh, which was in stark contrast to the thin old woman. The fat man hung his head, apparently still unconscious and not waking up. There was nothing in front of him, except that his limbs were shackled, neither a shotgun to his head, nor a knife or axe.

Martha noticed that there was clear glass all around, but the outside was covered by a black curtain. It was clear that the three of them were in a glass room, and as the curtain fell, a panicked Martha and the old woman looked around and saw that they were actually in mid-air.

Through the surrounding glass, Martha suddenly realized that she was in a square. I don't know exactly where I am, but the people who have formed a circle around me are already telling.

"Help! Help me! Martha yelled for help at the onlookers outside, but the onlookers looked at the glass room with the same frightened expressions.

The television hanging in the four corners of the glass room caught Martha's attention, and the classic puppet statue of the old man jigsaw appeared on the television screen.

"Lady Martha, you have a knife-like eloquence and a quick mind. This brings countless wonderful benefits to your future and your work. In terms of future and conscience, you chose the former. With your lawyer's license, you have gained countless benefits for you with this innate talent, but at the same time, you have done many irreparable things.

Now, there is a chance in front of you to make amends.

I want to play a game where in front of you is an equally sinful woman. As you can see, her hands are tightly cuffed to her chair, and there is a button in the lift compartment to her left. The two wires under the button connect to the two shotguns next to your head, and if this button is not pressed, then two 12-gauge shotgun bullets will blow your head and your eloquence will be useless.

But the lifting grid in front of this lady has not been able to rise at this time, because it is connected to the load-bearing pan in front of you, and the entrance of the load-bearing plate is small, and it can only accommodate very small things to enter. If you don't reach enough weight within 60 seconds, the woman's left hand will be cut off by a trap on her wrist, but unfortunately you'll be out early in the next round.

As a reminder, your sexy lips may not help you, but your sharp teeth will definitely help you with this game. To live or to die, it's up to you to choose! ”

As the sound of the old man in the jigsaw ended, a 60 jumped out on the TV screen, and it decreased by second.

Martha looked at the big pincers in front of her tremblingly, she was not stupid, of course she understood the meaning of the pervert on TV. Only by pulling out his white teeth and throwing them into the plastic tube in front of him will the weight rise up.

But the damn pervert didn't say how many teeth it would take to make that elevation slowly rise. Her eyes were filled with tears of fear, and she struggled to call for help from the crowd around her, who were also stunned and terrified. A few people in the crowd wanted to come up and help, but they didn't dare to step forward because they seemed to be afraid of something.

In the first ten seconds, Martha was hysterical and frantically asking for help, but the people outside did not dare to step forward at all, many people had already dialed 999 for help, but more people could only stand with fear on their faces.

"Pull your teeth out! Come on! If you don't want to die, hurry up and pull your teeth! The old woman sitting opposite Martha shouted, and when she came back to her senses, she suddenly realized that if the opposite Bichi did not pull out her teeth, she would lose a palm, so she urged wildly.

Martha shuddered, and tremblingly picked up the terrible big tongs from the table. The first instinct was to remove the chains from her wrists, but the person who designed it all had already guessed that she would do it. One hand could not control the large iron vise, and the length of the wrist chain could not allow both hands to untie the chain of one hand together.

It took about a dozen seconds to do so, and when there were only thirty seconds left, Martha's face showed despair... At this moment, the fat man who had been hanging his head down woke up at this time. Confused, he looked up and saw Martha holding a large iron tong.

The fat man couldn't help but exclaim, "Martha? What are you doing? Where is this? How did we get tied up here? ”

How did these two people know each other?

Martha was not in the mood to deal with this fat man at this time, there were only about twenty-six seconds left at this time, the old woman shouted frantically, Martha's eyes flashed a trace of determination, and finally stretched the iron tongs into her mouth...

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The fool who came happened to see this scene in front of him, and he also wanted to step forward to help, but he also knew that he couldn't just come forward.

The ordinary crowd of onlookers did not dare to come forward because the glass room was indeed hung up, as Martha had imagined. The whole glass room was hung in the center of the square, and a construction site next to the square provided support for the glass room, and the tall mechanical arm hung the room half a person above the ground.

What really discourages these ordinary people is what lies beneath this glass room!

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