In the immersive trial world, six interrogators use their mobile phones to cast their favorite prey and hunters, and finally put down a bet on who can handle the prey in the fastest and most beautiful way within an hour and a half.
It was the first time that Reanna and Tongue Nail were introduced to the audience behind the scenes. Before they came, they took drugs and drank alcohol. Now they are emotional, and they can't tell the illusion. They choose the prey and the hunter with a smile.
At this time, a young man with gold-rimmed glasses said: "I have always admired the ninjas trained by the Sarutobi family. If killing requires art, then the skills of ninjas are superior."
The woman in the white dress shook the goblet and said softly: "I prefer pure violence and blood, the prey being split like a weak lamb, or like the brave Joan of Arc who raised the butcher's knife and resisted, and was finally divided into limbs. , hot blood all over the screen... ah, it's so exciting, I can't wait to see them screaming and running away."
The middle-aged man with a pot belly had just vented his animalistic desires, and now he was grabbing the meat on the plate and gobbling it like an irrational beast. , I hope his fat is thick enough to help him buffer the bleeding speed. Oh, and a rookie hunter, haha, I always like to give rookies a chance to get ahead."
Another skeleton-like old man carried an oxygen tube and breathed through an oxygen mask. In addition to the computer, mobile phone and buttons, there was red wine and a small piece of roasted meat.
He took off the oxygen mask, covered the top of his head with a white cloth, and devoured the piece of meat. A chilling sound of chewing came out. After a while, he took off the white cloth, and the plate was empty, even the bones were swallowed.
The old man laughed: "I like fresh and young things the most."
Reanna swallowed her saliva, feeling that they were all terrifying, and the old man was even more disgusting and terrifying like a gangrene to the bone. Just when he covered his head with a white cloth, he had guessed that it was a Gallic man.
They like to eat a bird called the bunting, which was originally a common bird, but was eaten by the Gauls as an endangered animal. Covering the top of the head with a white cloth and eating secretly, with the bones and the skin on, is completely hypocritical.
The owner of the pink house is a very thin and tall man, wearing a wide hat with the brim covering the upper half of his face, with only pale lips showing. Full of rocky psoriasis.
The man was wearing a black suit and looked like an old-fashioned British gentleman, but he exuded a strong rotten aura that made him uncomfortable.
The owner of the pink house looked up, everyone could only see his chin, and heard him say: "Everyone choose the hunters and prey, are you sure to start hunting?"
The young man with gold-rimmed glasses: "Of course."
The owner of the pink house: "A living person is about to die in extreme pain. Are you sure you want to bear the crime of murder?"
The woman in the white dress frowned. This is not the first time she has participated in the hunting show.
"Hurry up, our time is precious."
The potbellied fat man and the old man looked displeased at the same time, and the tongue-piercing man and Reanna were also deeply impatient under the influence of alcohol and drugs.
Pink House owner: "Then, please place a bet."
In addition to satisfying the visual sense, this hunting show also opens gambling games all over the world. Those who have the means can naturally find the web page, pay to watch the hunting show and place bets at the same time, just like a horse race, whoever kills the target prey first is the winner.
The best way to kill is both thrilling and aesthetic. If it's all disgusting blood scenes, even the first to kill the prey will be deprived of victory.
As for the distribution of gambling funds, the Pink House will have the final say. They will divide half of the gambling funds, and the other half will be divided between the winner of the six people in the house and the online gambling winner.
Someone has mistakenly entered the website and became the only lucky player, split the gambling capital, and became rich overnight, so the rumors flocked to it, and the number of gambling capital is also getting bigger and bigger.
But I saw rolling numbers appearing in front of everyone's computer, and finally fixed at 2.1 billion US dollars.
Reanna swallowed her saliva. The huge number representing money stimulated her eyes and brain. She couldn't help but stare at the tongue-piercing man, and found that the other four, who were either rich or expensive, were quietly staring at the gambling money, revealing that they were either greedy, coveted, or coveted. Or the look of impending doom.
She suddenly realized that this group of rich people also came to take the gambling money alone.
Immediately afterwards, I remembered where the huge gambling capital came from. How many people were watching this amount of money gathered in just a few dozen minutes? How big is the power behind the Pink House
Reanna held the wine glass empty, and did not dare to speak.
The owner of the Pink House: "The hunting show is about to start, do you still insist on not quitting?"
boom! There was a loud noise, the empty room was full of echoes, everyone was startled, and the fat man with a big belly smashed the half-eaten roast suckling pig into the center of the long table, and irritably asked: "What a shit! I won't host a change of person!"
The owner of the Pink House was silent for a moment and said, "I'm sorry."
Then he pressed the green button, which instantly turned red, the lights in the room were all extinguished, and the four walls were like the wind blowing through the water, revealing folds, and then the folds were pulled down, and countless small grids appeared, shooting the hunting ground in all directions without dead ends.
The hunting ground is the entire area from the mountainside to the foot of the mountain. The lights are full of feasting, the scene is full of excitement, the streets are bustling, the store is bustling, and the number of tourists, customs practitioners and other workers together is at least tens of thousands of people.
Reanna sighed inwardly and asked, "Wait, the six prey are hidden in the hunting ground? What should I do if I accidentally hurt other people?"
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone in the audience looked at him blankly. The young man with gold-rimmed glasses, the woman in the white dress and the fat man with a big belly suddenly laughed out loud, and the fat man slapped the table wildly and couldn't stop laughing: "Didn't the Pink House tell you in advance? What is the hunting show like? I said Pink House, your business ability is getting worse and worse, and I am very dissatisfied tonight. "
The owner of the pink house: "I'm sorry to make you experience unpleasantness."
The woman in the white dress snorted coldly and said, "You have already bought a life with money, why do you still care about the lives of those mediocre and incompetent people?"
The young man with gold-rimmed glasses said arrogantly, "Do you think it is worth such a high stake for a good hunter to kill a weak prey?"
The owner of the pink house said to her: "We will properly handle the funeral of the deceased and give the deceased compensation that will never be earned in a lifetime."
Lei Anna wanted to say that other people don't need this kind of hard-earned money, but was scolded by the tongue-piercing man to shut up: "Stop asking stupid questions!"
When everyone else was focusing on the hunting show, the tongue-piercing man said in a cold sweat: "It's not normal here, we're really playing a big game, just be patient, or you and I will be able to walk out of the Custom Street alive. "
Lei Anna pursed her lips and shut her mouth. She subconsciously looked at the master of the pink house. The other party's hands and feet were a little deformed. The wide brim of the hat covered her face and her sight should also be blocked, but she seemed to be able to look accurately every time. .
He was wearing a suit and his skin was like a dead man. For some reason, Reanna remembered the slender ghost in urban legends, and always felt that the appearance of the owner of the pink house was similar to the lanky ghost, except for the hat.
At this time, the hunting area was shrouded in drizzle like embroidery needles. The two shadows found that the sky was covered with surveillance drones by night and rain, and immediately slid down the alley along the wall. When they looked up, they saw the flashing red dots of surveillance.
As soon as Wu Lan landed, she immediately grabbed the broken umbrella with a broken water pipe and slammed it open, covering her and Totem's faces: "The monitoring is fully on, there is a problem."
Totem: "The sky is monitored, and the hidden alleys are also monitored. What are they doing illegally?"
Wu Lan walked to the alley and looked at the street lights and people running, and his eyes fell on a group of children treading water not far away: "As far as I know, the monitoring is fully turned on to meet the requirements of customers."
Totem: "What?"
Wu Lan: "Stop pretending, you are here for human trafficking. Haven't you heard of the murder cases here every now and then?"
Totem: "You know a lot."
Wu Lan: "Have you heard of hunting shows and freak shows?"
"..." After a moment of silence, Totem replied: "I did come for this. Someone called the police, claiming that my sister and mother were selling themselves in the Custom Street. One day, they suddenly made a large sum of money, but the people disappeared. Looking for someone, being told to sell to the pink house on the top of the mountain, and being advised to accept the fact that a loved one died."
"Because the sale of the Pink House is not an ordinary erotic transaction, but a 'meat hog' transaction."
"you know?"
Wu Lan shrugged: "In order to collect wind, I have been to the deepest part of the dark web and accidentally dug into a live intranet. Blood and eroticism are considered the lowest level of hunting, and there are various freak shows and hunting shows. The latter is considered a The highest level of curiosity, but this show is also divided into three levels: high school and low.
The low level is to torture and kill a human who sells his body according to the requirements of the spectator, and the high level is to capture and mark an innocent human as the target prey, and use various methods to hunt and kill, similar to the battle royale. "
Totem: "So you sneaked in to investigate?"
"No." Wu Lan picked up the hair on her cheeks and said gracefully and gently, "I'm here for the ultimate thrill."
Totem frowned, showing a look of disapproval, Wu Lan smiled when he saw it: "Don't be like this, people are originally creatures who pursue sensory stimulation, whether it is the pink house of erotic torture or the recently popular live broadcast, it is all to stimulate customers. Senses serve.
I felt that I was pretty good, at least not as an executioner, not as an indifferent spectator, and not as a helper. "
Totem: "So, what role are you?"
Wu Lan blinked: "Of course it's a weak prey."
Weak? Totem remembered Wu Lan, who had just chopped off steel on the rooftop, and suddenly sympathized with the hunter.
Wu Lan looked at the top of the mountain and said with a smile: "I have been lurking for a month, and I brush my presence in front of the staff of the Pink House every day. Some people must want me to learn a lesson."
Totem: "How do you know that you will be chosen as prey?"
"I'm pretty." Wu Lan said, "Trash likes to break beautiful things."
In the center of the stage, Yu Wen asked, "Did Senior Sister have this kind of personality before?"
Huang Jiang: "Cousin was only 18 at the time, just an adult, and she does have a little bit of middle school narcissism."
The pursuit of extreme excitement or something, human beings are xxx animals, and my thoughts are the most special in heaven and earth... They are all people of that age, just understand, long live understanding.
"Splash! Dog thing raised by ***!"
A drunk middle-aged man scolded at a custom shop halfway up the mountain. He was a white, middle-aged and wealthy businessman. He lived in a custom shop that provided special services for half a month. kicked out due to restricted use.
The middle-aged man walked towards the foot of the mountain after cursing enough. He suddenly vomited while holding on to the street lamp. He didn't notice that the lights flickered along the way, the filament made a sizzling sound, and a dark shadow appeared on the stairs below.
He squinted at the dark shadows, and remained motionless for most of the day, thinking it was garbage and continued walking without thinking.
Da, da, da... The footsteps are very clear, the streets are empty, the drizzle is hazy, the stairs from the middle of the mountain to the foot of the mountain are very long, about a hundred steps will appear about 20 meters of open space, and then continue for a hundred or so. The middle-aged man did not know how many sections and hundreds of stairs he had walked, but he felt that today's road was extraordinarily long.
He held a street lamp to rest, and when he caught a glimpse of the dark shadow under the stairs, he was suddenly stunned. No, he saw the shadow crawling under the stairs just now on the previous step. Are there any dark shadows
Is this some kind of light and shadow effect
Can people see on the stairs, but can't see the bottom of the stairs
The middle-aged wealthy businessman found comfort in his heart, and then staggered down the stairs. After walking about twenty stairs, he was stunned. He wondered why he was so quiet
He looked back at the top of the mountain, and then at the foot of the mountain. The lights were bright and colorful, and it was still a familiar custom street, but it felt very quiet.
Da, da, da... The middle-aged wealthy businessman stopped again, no, the footsteps were not his, the sound seemed to come from under the stairs, he couldn't help chasing the footsteps, and the dark shadow under the stairs could no longer move his eyes. open, staring blankly like a magnet encountering an attractive magnetic field.
Suddenly the shadow wriggled a few times, and the middle-aged wealthy businessman was taken aback, and his sense of drinking subsided a little.
"What, what?"
He walked down, and the shadow climbed up. When the distance between each other was only thirty or forty steps, the shadow stopped, and the middle-aged wealthy businessman with a strong spirit of alcohol walked quickly to the shadow. Under the illumination of the light, he could only Saw a clump of dirty humanoid objects.
This dirty object was wearing the clothes of a girls' high school, but the clothes were tattered and covered with thick mud, like a corpse crawling out of the mud.
"What the hell!"
The middle-aged wealthy businessman shuddered and shivered. For some reason, the dirt looked familiar. He swallowed his saliva, squatted down carefully, and lifted the clothes covering the dirt. Suddenly, thunder and lightning flashed, scaring his hands. Trembling, the opened clothes fell again.
Just a few seconds was enough for him to see the little blue-gray face under the clothes, like the little niece he had molested, the little boy in the neighborhood he molested, more like the service provider halfway up the hillside of Custom Street. Children imprisoned in a shop.
Those little children were snatched from all over the place, with kitsch smiles on their faces, like soulless puppets.
The middle-aged wealthy businessman ran down the stairs, and saw that the street lights went out one by one from the foot of the mountain, and then turned back, the street lights on the top of the mountain were also extinguished, and only the custom shop on the platform was still lit with rotten colors.
Da da da.
The crisp footsteps sounded again, and the middle-aged wealthy businessman turned his head with a stiff neck, his eyes widened and his pupils constricted. He saw a black figure like a shriveled leather case that was inflated and slowly expanded, and then turned around and climbed down step by step.
"Ho, ho ho..."
The middle-aged wealthy businessman gasped fiercely, and along with the distorted body of the shadow, a marble rolled to his feet, and he finally knew why the sound of 'da da' came.
Hee hee hee... Children's laughter came from all directions, stimulating the nerves of the middle-aged wealthy businessman. Under extreme fear, he quickly rushed to the custom shop next to him, followed by the shadow behind him.
Just as he was about to hit the store door, the door slammed shut, the windows slammed down, the lights went out, and everyone refused his call for help.
"Help! Help me!!"
The middle-aged wealthy businessman slammed the door of the store desperately, begging for mercy with tears in his eyes, but his ankle was still caught by the dirt, and he climbed up to his back, and said innocently, "Uncle, uncle, let's play a game."
His head was fixed, and he was forced to twist his neck. He could clearly see the dirty head, which of course was not a human head. It was as if a huge hydrogen balloon was installed on a small body, and it looked extremely deformed.
The heads are sewn together to patch up many faces, front, side, top and back of the head... Countless children's faces struggle, float, and laugh. The middle-aged wealthy businessman seems to recognize the face of his niece, the face of the little boy in the neighborhood, and the face of the little boy who is not this month. Watch out for overplayed strangulation boys.
He lost a lot of money and was kicked out of the custom shop.
The mouth was twisted open, and glass marbles were stuffed into it, one face counted 'one', the other counted 'two'... Just like he used to trick ignorant children into playing games, those colorful marbles Stuffed in the mouth, bursting blood vessels, stomach and belly down the throat and esophagus.
The belly of the middle-aged wealthy businessman seemed to be eight months pregnant, making a crackling sound, dying in extreme pain, torture and fear.
At the same time, among the ten people who were tried in the center of the stage, the middle-aged man who had escaped the catastrophe set himself on fire without fire, and was burnt to coke before he could scream.
The audience was quiet, and the next moment burst into fierce applause: "Good job!", "The copper smelting should be burned to death!"
Someone sobbed: "The name of God, the Word of God, I have seen, I have been, I have been conquered."
David: "It appears that the sinner failed to pass the trial."
He expressed regret that God has given mankind countless opportunities to repent, but mankind does not cherish or repent, and God will surely show his cruel side to punish sinners.
Cen Jin covered the microphone and said, "There are nine people left on trial."
As soon as she finished speaking, the second person on trial was burned to charcoal. She was accused of incest and had no intention of repenting.
David said in a high tone: "Eight left!"
"Judge the sinner! Kill the sinner!" The crowd was agitated and excited.
"Holy Father! Holy Son! Savior Messiah, come to wash away the sins of the world!"
Suddenly someone in the crowd shouted: "David! David is the Savior Messiah! He is the reincarnation of the Messiah, who came for the believers!"
The assistant director in the backstage said to Director Fatty: "90% of the data from the live broadcasts that agree with the judgment of gods and executions of sinners, indicating that the number of people who were not religious before but are now a devout Jew is also on the rise. The Holy See announced the registration. The data of believers, priests, priests, etc. also continued to rise.
This wave, the Holy See is the winner. "
The fat director pushed the assistant director away: "Don't disturb me watching the judgment of the gods."
The deputy director was quite helpless when he heard the words. Looking back at the feedback on the Internet, the reality that was happening was quite shocking. The capitals of the empire, Gaul, Germany and other countries cast their salutations to the Holy See of the Vatican.
He has a hunch that the international situation in Europe will undergo earth-shaking changes, and the history of the divine right of the monarch may repeat itself.
The assistant director caught a glimpse of the two presenters in the center of the stage, and the lights fell on them. The two of them were originally rivals, but now the balance of the situation has madly tilted toward David, the lucky one representing the Holy See.
When the tens of thousands of spectators at the scene all defected to the Holy See, David would be the most dazzling new star that they sought after, because he was the darling of the gods, and everything that happened to him could only be described as a miracle.
He is the Son of God, and the great gods stand behind him, declaring to the world that he is the backbone of this humanity.
How can believers not follow madly
The assistant director seemed to see that the beam of light shining on David was getting brighter and expanding. On the other hand, the yellow hair was bleak, with boundless darkness in front of him and behind him, destined to be ignored, ridiculed and abandoned.
There is no way, who makes the gods unwilling to favor him
Reanna vomited and retched, lying on the table weakly and fearfully, and asked nervously, "What is that? What kind of monster is that? What the hell are you? Someone died!"
The fat man with a big belly gave out a greasy and sharp laugh: "Murder with marbles is an excellent idea, and he is indeed a rookie hunter that I like."
"Hunter?" Reanna was keenly aware of something: "That monster with a face full of skin is the hunter of the Pink House? It's not a human at all, is that monster raised by you? How many children did you kill? ."
"Am I a winner?" asked the fat, potbellied man eagerly.
Woman in white dress: "What's the hurry? There's still time."
The gold-rimmed glasses have a bad expression: "This new hunter is a monster, why didn't your Pink House notify you in advance?"
The old man: "There is no escape and resistance, and there is no process of repeatedly shattering hope. This is just a low-level hunting and killing stimulated by a screen of blood."
Seeing that no one was paying attention to her, Reanna patted the table impatiently: "Are you all crazy?!"
The audience laughed indifferently.
The owner of the Pink House asked without hesitation, "Are you giving up hunting?"
"Give up." Reanna said loudly, "I give up!"
Pink House owner: "Forfeiting will pay you ten times the liquidated damages for everything you spend at the Pink House."
Reanna pursed her lips and checked her expenses in the Pink House - ten million dollars.
How is it possible so many? Ten times ten million is 100 million knives. Where did she get so much money
Reanna fell silent. The owner of the Pink House kept asking her if she would pay the reparations. She held her head in pain. , like the cries of countless suffering children.
She can't. She can't.
Reanna opened her eyes suddenly: "I pay."
The owner of the Pink House looked at her fixedly, and continued after a while: "In case you leave the Pink House to call the police, you also need to leave all electronic products and... tongue."
Reina stood up in a slump, the two guns behind her were aimed at her, and she sat down weakly for a long time.
She can lose all her money, but she can't be without a tongue. A person who plays music without a tongue is over for life.
The tongue-piercing man patted her shoulder comfortingly, listening to her repressed answer: "… continue the hunting show."
The owner of the Pink House asked the others if they would interrupt the hunting show, and got a negative answer.
center stage.
"God gave sinners a third chance to survive as long as they agreed to interrupt the show," David said.
The remaining four members of the Black Rabbit Band were rather annoyed: "What is the Red Specialist doing? He should persuade Lei Anna to stick to it instead of letting her give up."
"Rainna is ready to quit, even at the expense of 100 million dollars. She clearly knows that she has repented, and she just accidentally strayed into the hunting show. How can she be equal to other sinners?"
"Wouldn't it kill a musician to cut off her tongue? Is this really a fair trial?"
David: "I hope you understand that crime is not a formula of addition and subtraction, and the trial will not be commuted for your unintentional crime."
All the members of the Black Rabbit band were silent, and the captain Saul subconsciously sought Huang Mao's help, but the other party remained silent all the time against the backdrop of the flourishing David.
Huang Mao lowered his eyes and fiddled with the line at the end of the microphone, as if he was timid.
David looked at him thoughtfully, and his thoughts were divided into two parts. On the one hand, he felt that it was normal for Huang Mao mourners to be timid and evasive when encountering difficulties. On the other hand, he thought of Huang Mao in the video. It shouldn't be so easy to admit defeat.
The bunny head and the girl with red shoes on the light screen looked at David suspiciously, while Leni the blond looked at Huang Mao with great interest, looking forward to how he would solve the current predicament.
In the hunting area, the extinguished street lamps turned on one by one, and Wu Lan, who was deep in the alley, raised his umbrella: "Did you see that monster?"
Totem: "What is that?"
"It's the hunter, also known as the 'Orphan's Resentment'. This kind of monster was often born on the battlefield in the old days. It seems that the Pink House also abused children."
At the end of the speech, a woman's scream came from overhead, Wu Lan and Totem immediately climbed to the fourth floor window, and the moment they jumped in, Wu Lan closed her umbrella and threw her backhand at the surveillance camera.
The hallway was full of blood and stumps. Totem could see at a glance that the men and women who died of death were torn to shreds by brute force. He told Wu Lan: "This is an indiscriminate hunter, and his target should be the people in the custom shop. some woman."
Wu Lan stopped in front of a door with Ukiyo-e paintings on it, her face as cold as frost: "It's not a woman." She pointed to the room and said, "It's a younger baby."
The totem approached, and when he saw the cruel and bloody scene in the house, his pupils could not help shrinking, only to see two naked men in the house being torn apart, and a half-naked woman lying in the center of the house, her towering abdomen being cut open, her intestines visceral. All over the place, the umbilical cord to the placenta was torn, and the baby was taken away.
Wu Lan raised his sword and said, "Back up."
Then he stood in the middle of the corridor, and with a single slash forward, he destroyed all the paper doors in front of him. Pieces of paper and wood chips flew together. There were corpses everywhere. In every room, there was a pregnant woman whose belly was cut open. It's a place that offers something special.
At the end of a large house, there was a pregnant woman whose belly was dripping with blood. A samurai was lying on top of her with his back hunched over. There were many plastic bags wrapped around his waist. He kept falling and quickly dyed the ground red.
Wu Lan's eyes were frozen, and in his calm tone, he suppressed an active volcano that was about to erupt: "I want to destroy the entire hunting area, including the pink house, how about you?"
Totem pulled out three-section sticks from the back of his waist and synthesized a long stick: "Same as you." He stretched out his hand: "Cooperation?"
Wu Lan patted his palm with the hilt of the knife, and it was shot out like a cannonball. The tip of the sword rubbed sparks, swiftly slashed at the infanticide warrior, and the totem cooperated in the rear to smash and monitor.
A loud 'bang' sounded, and the infanticide warrior was kicked out of the fourth floor. Wu Lan jumped into the air, his skirt was flying, and turned over several times in the air as if a heavy bullet hit the infant killer's abdomen, the totem then jumped out, with a light posture. He jumped to the top of the building, pointed his toes on the rooftop, and threw the long stick out.
With the sound of 'click', the remote-controlled drone suddenly split in half, the totem jumped to the telephone pole, stepped on the wire with one foot like a sparrow, stood upside down, smashed the monitor on the telephone pole with a punch and caught the fall. The alloy stick, dashed quickly into the building that was quite close.
Just as he was about to walk forward, Totem suddenly stopped and looked sideways. A black figure stood at the street lamp 100 meters away and was staring intently at Wu Lan.
This is a hunter, and his prey is Wulan.
The monitors went black one after another, and the four others, including the gold-rimmed glasses, were deeply displeased and asked what happened to the Pink House.
The owner of the pink house looked up, but he could only see his blue-gray chin: "We will deal with it."
Reanna felt more and more that the owner of the Pink House was not like a human being. His eyes were covered by the brim of his hat. How could he be sure that there was a problem with the monitoring
Pink House owner: "One last time, will the hunt continue?"
Lei Anna's heart was beating like a drum, but she was held down by Hongzhuan's arm. As a result, the others answered in unanimous affirmation, and the corners of the mouth of the owner of the Pink House were raised: "Then, the conclusion of your trial—"
"No!" The cross pendant in Reanna's heart was hot, and her rapid heartbeat prompted her to blurt out: "We stop hunting, no matter what the cost."
Red Specialist: "Are you crazy?"
Lei Anna firmly held the hand of Red Specialist and said, "Did you see that monster with the face of a child? You saw the group of pregnant women who were deliberately imprisoned, and saw their belly cut open to take out the baby, Throwing it in a trash bag
That's hell! If I stay here, I will go to hell forever! "
She cried and laughed with a crazy expression: "Come on, I won't be afraid of the devil, cut off my hand, gouge out my eyes, or cut off my tongue, take it all! I don't want to bear this kind of opinion anymore. The guilt of death!"
Why do you say 'again'
This thought flashed through Red Scholar's mind. His neck was scorched by the ancestral human bone necklace, as if it was a warning from his ancestors.
"I, I also quit, no matter what the cost."
The smile on the corner of the pink house owner's mouth froze, and he said coldly, "Your trial is over."
"…?"
What trial
This thought flashed by, the glass jar that trapped the brain burst instantly, and the memories sealed during the immersive trial flooded into the brain, and the six people looked stunned.
Reanna and Red Special's pupils dilated.
Red Special exclaimed: "I remembered this! A few years ago we went to Liben to perform, and we came to the Pink House in pursuit of excitement. We quit because we couldn't stand the brutal killing! Wait, what's the situation now?"
"Judgment... Have the two of us been redeemed?" Reanna asked nervously.
Her response was the tightly closed door.
At the same time, the bodies of the other four suddenly ignited spontaneously, screaming again and again, but Lei Anna and Red Specialist were both intact.
The two of them subconsciously wanted to run, but were imprisoned, thinking they had to die.
While waiting for death in despair, Lei Anna found that the four people were burned to ashes and returned to their original shape the next second. Just as the happy expression appeared, her body spontaneously ignited again, repeating the pain of being burned to death over and over again, scaring the two of them. Soul flies away.
It took him a long time to regain his senses, and the Red Specialist realized later: "Is our punishment a shock?"
Reanna looked at the black screen more than halfway up the wall and muttered to herself, "Do you remember what happened to the Pink Room after we exited?"
Red Special: "Didn't we get hypnotized and amnesia? Of course I don't know." He breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, I quit at that time, and it didn't really kill anyone."
Lei Anna: "The day I left Liben, I saw the news in the terminal that the Pink House was burned down. Who do you think burned the Pink House?"
Red Specialist: "How do I know?"
Reanna looked at him fixedly: "There are ten people being judged, we are six of them, as the buyers who manipulated the hunt behind the scenes, the other four are in the hunting area, two have died after failing the trial, and two others ."
"… those two Asians!"
In the center of the stage, the members of the Black Rabbit Band were stunned for a moment, and then cheered: "That's great!"
"I didn't kill anyone! I knew Leanna was a devout believer. She absolutely couldn't kill anyone! Especially in that shabby place that sells children."
"However, there are two people who have not been tried."
They looked at the person being judged, two people were burned to ashes, four people were partially burned, their feet were burned and the pain was not severed, and the punishment was far more severe than the other two. Fear flashed from time to time on the sleeping faces of Leianna and Hongzhuan, but Totem and Wulan were always calm.
"Speaking of which," someone in the audience whispered, "what crime did those two Asians commit?"
"I'm also very puzzled. They don't kill people or indulge in lust. Although they just pursue excitement, they kill monsters and eradicate the most evil Pink House - isn't this a hero?"
"Why does God judge the brave and righteous?"
"Is God really fair?"
The voice of doubts somewhat overshadowed the voices of believers, although only 10% of them were justified, but those who lacked faith were shaken.
At this time, someone in the crowd exclaimed: "Look!"
However, I saw the flames from the sky burning from the foot of the hunting area to the pink house on the top of the mountain. Totem and Wu Lan stepped into the pink house surrounded by fire. Countless monsters crawled out of the collapsed house and the collapsed ground, like from hell. The devil that crawled out.
They obeyed the owner of the pink house and surrounded them.
The owner of the pink house solemnly pronounced the verdict: [They are all people who died in your hands that day, some people are not guilty of death, and some people have parents, wives and daughters at home... You are indiscriminate, all beheaded, addicted to killing, Indulge in extreme sensory stimulation, this sin is far heavier than others! ]
When the audience heard the words, they suddenly realized, whispered and killed innocent people indiscriminately. No wonder the gods judged them.
Huang Jiang laughed angrily: "This is a piece of shit! My sister and the others are all accomplices. Those people who torture and torture innocent people to support their wives, daughters and parents are also worthy of being innocent?"
Yu Wen was furious: "I'm going, deliberately changing the concept! Watch me smash this pile of broken machines—"
Wang Lingxian stopped the angry two: "There is a new situation."
Eh? The two watched intently, the evil spirit crawled out of the abyss, so that the audience ignored the sky.
The windows, walls, and ventilation ducts of the Pink House, including candlesticks and chandeliers, were filled with ghosts at some point, a group of ghosts with familiar shapes.
"this is not-?"
"what is this?"
"The undead in the ghost hotel?!"
The audience who could not understand and understand but were more at a loss, Yu Wen and others were stunned and completed the unpredictable development of events.
Blonde Leni couldn't see through, but her expression was even more excited.
David's face darkened slightly, and he subconsciously looked at the yellow hair on the opposite side.
Huang Mao, who was silent the whole time, walked out of the light at this moment, turned his head and gave David a arrogant and frivolous smile, his toes touched the ground, raised his hand to press his neck, his shoulder bones made a cracking sound, and he raised his chin to sneer: "It's as if I didn't say it. God prefers the same."
With a sudden sentence, he responded to some people's contempt for him just now.
"Yeah, the gods love you." Ding Baiqing echoed with a smile.
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This chapter is a bit rushed, I have to revise it.
Pu bunting: pu wu (two tones)
ps: Didn't I give out red envelopes the day before yesterday, I found that many of the comments are talented, and the sisters are talented.
pps: In the past few days, I have been drinking ginseng water that has been soaked for more than ten years. Have you felt my vitality these two days
(Just a little bit of energy, can't stand the hard work of Riwan)
ppps: Don't wait for my update in the future, because there will be various reasons for it to be completed, but it will usually be made up at other times.