A woman fell......

Another woman fell......

Screams, gnawing, shattering bones, blood gushing......

The narrow prison seemed to become a hell on earth for a while, and blood gushed all over the ground.

The challengers tried all kinds of things, but they couldn't stop these women from going crazy to death, even if they had the ability to reach the sky, they couldn't do anything. It's like if a president is determined to commit suicide, it is useless to give him the best bodyguard, he still has 10,000 ways to kill himself.

"One hundred and thirty-seven...... One hundred and thirty-eight ......"

An observer-capable challenger counted on the sidelines, and in just a few moments, one hundred and forty women had fallen in a pool of blood.

All this has reached Wang Ye's ears through the Internet.

His eyes were fixed on Ashborne, and he said nothing.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey. The madman Ashbourne remained where he was, licking his bloodstained lips and smiling, "Looking at your appearance, you must already know the situation of those women, right? Hehehe, you shouldn't be stupid enough to think that blocking me here can stop them from dying, right?"

He walked around Wang Ye for half a circle, dragging a long and hoarse voice and said: "It's a pity, these women have already been ordered by me to go deep into the bone marrow of the essence worm Gu, every trace of their actions is under my control, it will take many years to print these Gu, as long as they are alive, Gu can completely control them, no external force will want to change this, they are my puppets, waiting to live for me at any time, die for me, hehehehe......"

As he was talking, some more women fell down in anger, Bai Huahua's corpses were stacked on the ground one by one, the scene was filled with blood mist, and all the people present couldn't help but turn their heads away.

"One hundred and seventy-four...... One hundred and seventy-five ......"

The challenger is still counting diligently, and the total number of people is 365, which means that if the number of dead reaches 183, then the gamble has already been lost.

"Those garbage people in Wangcheng use that boring communication network to guarantee victory, hehe, it's just boring. Ahbern laughed dryly, "You must be curious, why a murderer like me can be recognized by the royal city? This is the charm of the Hansel Kingdom, the real use of people is the only way." Don't look at the three-star pavilion owner, my Ashiburne's gamble has never used the help of those garbage, and I can use my own ability to make you ignorant challengers obediently roll back. ”

"One hundred and eighty-one...... One hundred and eighty-two ......"

The challenger of the count rolled his throat and finally reluctantly spat out the next number: "One hundred and eighty-three ......"

By this time an hour and a half had passed, and the death toll continued to increase, as many women were already dying, and the rate of death continued to increase.

The healers in the challengers tried their best to heal them, but many of them suffered fatal injuries, and their lives were passing so quickly that they could not be saved by treatment.

"Mr. Wang Ye, more than 183 people have died, there is no need to gamble on this game, right?

"It's useless. Wang Ye replied coldly: "You should also see that these women have been completely controlled by him, even if they are allowed to survive now, they will only suffer more, rather than this, it is better to free them." ”

"But......" The female therapist was about to say something, but was interrupted by an old man's voice.

"Mr. Wang Ye is right, these people have no self, let alone the meaning of living, unless they can escape the control of the murderer, otherwise, life is better than death. ”

The female therapist choked up and said no more.

"One hundred and ninety-seven...... One hundred and ninety-eight ...... One hundred and ninety-nine ......"

The death toll is still rising, cold and unforgiving.

"Give up, boy. Ahbourne's gloomy face laughed with many folds:

"You can't beat me in my game world, you seem pretty shrewd, and I think you should know that the key to this game is not in these hours, but in the moment of the initial coin toss. Whoever grabs the 'dead' side wins more than half of the way. It is a pity that you will all be involved in the so-called justice and benevolence, so how can you go all out to snatch the 'death' face without any scruples? You are lost in the thing called 'society', you look at the self as judged by others as your self, you are wronged and compromised for the sake of others' eyes, and you endure your desires and hearts for the sake of outsiders' opinions. You are bound by the laws of society, and you deceive yourself with the mask of 'morality', and in the end, you will only lose yourself and lose everything. ”

Ahbourne grinned and pointed at himself with a dry finger: "And I, unlike you, only need to do what I want, and whoever dares to interfere with my mouth will keep that mouth shut forever." I can't watch anything I'm not interested in, no one wants to stop what I'm interested in, many people think I'm crazy, they're wrong, they're wrong, I'm a genius, a real genius. In this world, only people who are not disturbed by the outside world and always respect their hearts can do what others can't do and achieve great things, this is the difference between me and you high-sounding guys, hehehe, only I control everything, nothing can control me, so it is impossible for you laypeople who are manipulated by 'society' and human feelings to win me. ”

"It seems that you are very confident?" Wang Ye asked coldly.

"Of course, if you don't believe me, you can ask your helpers, who must have died almost three hundred people, right?" said Ahbourne in a low voice.

"Mr. Wang Ye, three hundred and forty-seven people have died, if this continues, they will all die before the time is over!" A voice came from the Internet.

Wang Ye glanced at the time, and at this time, more than an hour and fifty minutes had passed, and there were still a few minutes left before two hours.

But despite this, the few women who are still alive still can't escape their fate.

Time ticked forward coldly, and the living life became cold.

Finally, at the fifty-seventh hour of the first hour, all three hundred and sixty-five women collapsed, and the prison that had been bustling with activity before had now become a cold morgue.

"You've lost, lad. Ahbourne stared at Wang Ye with two eyes, and said, "It's a pity, I can see that you are very similar to winning me and then cleaning me up, but you will never have such a chance." ”

Two hours!

Time is over.

"Are you sure?" Wang Ye suddenly laughed at this moment.