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Luo Ziye was already at the end of the crossbow, and when he saw that the other party did not fight back, but just said that he was passing by, he finally stopped, and even if he didn't stop, he didn't have the strength to attack again.

Seeing that Luo Ziye finally stopped, the man breathed a sigh of relief: "The number of people is less than 30!" ”

The meaning of his words was very clear, as long as ten more people died, the three of them could get out of the island alive, and there was no need to kill each other here.

It was then that Luo Ziye noticed that he had been seriously injured in the shoulder.

The man also noticed Gong Qing's cold and pale face under the tree, and quickly threw out an olive branch: "Everyone is injured, and now as long as any random person comes, we will all die, so simply form an alliance, temporarily, after leaving the island, we should not know each other!" ”

Luo Ziye looked at Gong Qinghan under the tree, and when he saw Gong Qinghan nodding, Luo Ziye agreed: "Okay!" ”

The man breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the crisis was over, and sat down directly on the spot.

Luo Ziye continued to be vigilant, although he had formed an alliance with that person, Luo Ziye was still not at ease, and when he was observing the surroundings, he also paid attention to him at all times.

Fortunately, the man was not stupid, he sat all the time and did nothing.

As the minutes ticked by, the radio sounded with difficulty.

"28 ...... remaining"

"27 ...... remaining"

The slower the radio sounds, the more difficult it becomes to reduce the number of people.

After all, those who stay behind are all strong.

It barely rings every ten minutes.

Luo Ziye was anxious, this fateful battle had a time limit of three hours, and now it was less than half an hour.

At the end of the three hours, if there are more than twenty, the adjudicator will randomly wipe out until there are only twenty left.

"Half an hour left, 25 people left!"

Lhotse prayed at night, praying that in this half an hour, five more would die.

The man who had allied himself was equally anxious.

You must know that Gong Qinghan has two people, and he only has one, even if both sides are injured, but he still has no bottom in his heart, he doesn't dare to guarantee that when the time comes, if the number of people exceeds twenty, he will not become a stepping stone for them to leave the island.

Time ticked by, and almost every time the radio sounded, their hearts sank an inch.

The other people who were still alive sped up, and they didn't want to hold out for three years, and finally they were wiped out because of the number of people.

"Ten minutes left, 22 ...... people left"

The people who formed the alliance couldn't stand it anymore, and he didn't dare to stay here any longer, so it would be better to go first.

"I'll go first!" The man stood up and looked warily at Luo Ziye, who was standing.

A flash of sharpness flashed in Luo Ziye's eyes, and he nodded directly: "Okay!" ”

The man was a little surprised by Luo Ziye's crispness, vigilantly took a few steps back, and after exiting the safety range, he saw that Luo Ziye did not move, so he turned around and prepared to leave with confidence.

At the moment when he turned around, a gust of wind hit behind him, and the man was shocked, and he just wanted to turn around, but it was too late.

The moment he turned around, a knife stabbed him in the chest, and he looked at Luo Ziye who was close in front of him unwillingly, and finally fell.

Looking at his companion who fell to the ground and was dead and blind, with a knife in his chest, Luo Ziye gasped:

I can't let Qinghan die at the hands of the judges, she's trained desperately for three years, she still has her own business to do, I can't let her die.

"21...... number remaining"

Luo Ziye turned around and looked at Gong Qinghan under the tree, and Gong Qinghan also looked at him.

The two looked at each other without saying a word.

When he saw Gong Qinghan's cold eyes, Luo Ziye's heart trembled, smiled at Gong Qinghan, bent down and pulled the knife out of the man's chest.

Looking at the blood on the knife, he pursed his lips.

There are less than five minutes, and the number of people is still 21, if in these three minutes, there is not one more death, then when the time comes, Qing Han is in danger, even if the probability is not large, but as long as it can, even if it is only a one percent chance, he will not allow her life to be threatened.

"If you dare to commit suicide, I will never forgive you for the rest of my life!"

Gong Qing under the tree opened his mouth coldly, and a pair of cold eyes stared at Luo Ziye.

She wouldn't allow him to risk his life for her safety.

Luo Ziye smiled bitterly: "If I can, I don't want to!" "But I want you to get out of the island alive, as long as one more dies, you will be safe!

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