The people behind immediately understood Huang Mao's intention, and accelerated to the right end point!
On the other side of the runway, the person who was pushed in has been submerged by the rabbit tide.
In the group of rabbits, there is another crazy rabbit.
Knowing that such an approach is equivalent to murder, no one condemned or complained. The surviving people just sat on the spot gasping for breath, tears and sweat flowing together, and everyone was as embarrassed as being pulled out of water.
In the distance, the bunny-headed man waved to everyone once again:
"Please return to the starting position and start the third round."
Third round.
Final round.
Just get past the last round and the damn game is over!
Everyone stood up and walked slowly towards the starting point.
Shen Mo put Bai Youwei on his back again and walked at the end of the team. Bai Youwei could feel the wet sweat on his body.
With the lessons of the first round, the second family tried their best, and most of them passed the finish line, only two people died, and now there are seven remaining. But this does not mean that the next third round will also reduce casualties.
Because after two consecutive life and death escapes, everyone's physical strength is on the verge of being overdrawn.
That is to say, by the third round, the speed of these people will be greatly reduced.
Especially the middle-aged man, his calf is shaking 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 was injured. Her entire arm was stained red with blood, and the high-heeled shoes in her hand were also bloody. Creepy.
The middle-aged man may feel ashamed and avoid her subconsciously.
Along the way, the atmosphere was even more depressing and lifeless than before.
No one spoke, maybe they were desperate, maybe they were thinking about their strategies for the next round.
Shen Mo and Bai Youwei were still at the end of the team.
He asked her, "This is what you said, 100 percent way to win the game?"
"...Well." Bai Youwei nodded lightly, "The rabbit can't get to the correct finish line, so as long as one person runs wrong, you can predict which side the correct finish line is from the rabbit's reaction."
Shen Mo sneered: "Is this trying to force us to kill each other?"
Bai Youwei was silent.
It's true... On the surface, this competition is about physical strength, but in fact, whoever can break through the bottom line and attack their companions will have a higher survival rate.
Like that middle-aged man, like that young man with yellow hair...
"You're very accurate in looking at people." 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.
"Feel?" Shen Mo laughed, "Could it be a woman's intuition?"
Bai Youwei pouted, "I'm sorry, it's the intuition of the lame. Being on the weak side, you will be very sensitive to the maliciousness shown by the strong side."
Shen Mo listened, thoughtfully: "It's interesting."
"Actually, it is bullying the weak." 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. Husbands who abuse their wives, parents who abuse their children, and those who bully the elderly. Nurses, these people are also normal people in life. Why are they especially unable to control their temper when facing wives, children, and the elderly? Because of the disparity in power, the strong can amplify the maliciousness in their hearts without fear, and treat the weak. Wanton possession, humiliation, and even deprivation of life…”
As she spoke, she couldn't help but pause, and said faintly, "It's probably hard for you to understand."
Although she was not familiar with it, she had also heard from her mother that Uncle Shen's son worked in the General Administration of National Security and was the youngest and most promising officer there. People like him will probably never understand what it feels like to be vulnerable.
"I feel it now." Shen Mo replied.
At this point they were back at the starting line, and the bunny raised the starting pistol again—
"Look." Shen Mo lowered his body and put on a posture of preparing to run, "In front of it, we are all weak."
"Prepare!-" Rabbit-headed man shouted the command.