Chapter 191 Prison Break Game

The death of Brother Flathead means that the five number cards in his hand have become unowned.

After the magician was rescued, he was going to get the number plate. After all, this thing is definitely useful, but after thinking about it, he did not go to Brother Pingtou's cell in the end. The drunk was saved.

This time, everyone gathered in the corridor of the cell. The young man Liuhai showed a smile of the rest of his life, the wheat-colored beauty covered her face and wept, and the gangster kept questioning the camera. I vomited everything I ate before.

The magician gently comforted the wheat-colored beauty and gave her a number plate. The wheat-colored beauty was grateful and only felt that she had support by her side.

Then the magician handed another piece to the black-haired girl. The black-haired girl didn't expect the magician to do this, so she quickly took it and bowed her head and said thank you.

So far, the two extra pieces of magician have all been distributed actively.

The magician said apologetically to the blonde-haired girl and the young man who stayed in the sea: "I'm sorry, I only have so much. Although I don't know what it is, it's better for everyone to have it as our only bargaining chip."

"Really, but someone has already taken five dollars without saying a word." The blonde-haired girl pointed at the gangster and said.

Everyone saw that Brother Pingtou's five number plates were taken away by the gangster. The gangster was rescued by Luther, and he went straight to Brother Pingtou's room as soon as he came out.

After getting the number plate, he shouted at the camera and diverted his attention.

But no doubt someone saw it.

"Dividing the number plates for everyone, do you want to swallow five yuan by yourself!" asked the wheat-colored beauty.

The little gangster said with a sullen face, "You were the loudest just now and almost killed us. Are you too embarrassed to talk?"

The face of the wheat-colored beauty changed, her lips moved slightly but she didn't dare to say anything, because she was indeed the most panicked one just now.

The magician stood up, patted the wheat-colored beauty on the shoulder lightly, and said with a smile: "That strange voice also said that the girl might die in three minutes, so I can't blame her, this place is just unfriendly to women. Ah, we should tolerate each other."

Seeing the magician's face full of smiles, the little gangster pouted and said nothing.

The magician smiled and said: "Forget it, the past is over. Who didn't panic just now? Everyone should unite to tide over the difficulties together."

"Number cards are definitely useful. The manager also said that there are three games in this game. Maybe we will use the number cards in the future... It may even be related to life."

"This is a life-threatening game. We should put aside our fantasy of 100 million now and save everyone's life first."

His words are very reasonable. He even linked the number plate to life, and suggested that everyone temporarily put aside their thoughts of the so-called 100 million jackpot and put their lives first.

In this way, the little gangster swallows the number card alone, as if he is depriving others of their lives.

Seeing everyone looking at you, the little gangster immediately took out the number plate and said innocently, "I didn't say take it alone, didn't I pick it up for you, after all, the cell was bloody, I'm afraid you wouldn't dare to go in. "

"I'm used to seeing corpses anyway, and I don't know how much I've seen."

The little bastard said and took out three number plates,

In his words, he also showed that he was used to seeing life and death, and even killed people.

Seeing that he was still threatening everyone faintly, he brightened his muscles. There was a hint of sarcasm in the magician's eyes, and then he smiled: "If you don't have a number card, take it."

The blonde-haired girl, the young man who stayed in the sea, and the drunk each took a number plate.

Here, the little gangster played a clever trick. He deliberately only took out three dollars, because there were only three people left on the field without number cards.

There are twelve number cards, but there are only eleven people at the moment, which means that someone can take two.

There is no doubt that the little gangster acquiesced that he was that person, and the other two pieces were not exposed.

Although everyone knows it well, after all, there are fewer people and more cards, and there will always be people who will take more. Seeing the little gangster keep their mouths shut, it's fine.

"There's only one door...it's unlocked."

Lao Wang came to the end of the corridor, creaked, and pushed open the iron door.

It was another corridor, and there were still cells on both sides. When they passed through the door, they could see the mottled dark bloodstains on the inner walls.

"How many people have died here..." Luther said with a tingling scalp.

"Ouch..." The drunkard vomited again.

It's just that he ate too much. He ate and drank too much in the casino. He was already drunk, and then he was shocked by electric shocks. He had nausea all the way.

"Don't vomit! Are you even worse than a woman?" said the little gangster.

The pungent and sour smell permeated the already foul-smelling cell corridor, and many people distanced themselves from the drunk in disgust and walked forward quickly.

The magician patted the drunkard on the back, handed him a handkerchief, and said with a smile, "It would be better if you spit it out. No one thought it would end up like this."

"Although I was struggling to live in society before, at least I didn't have to worry about my life..."

The drunken wiped his mouth, looked at the gentle magician, and felt his heart warm.

"Thank you, as you said, we must unite and escape, I want to expose that casino!" said the drunk.

The magician nodded heavily and pulled him to follow the team.

The wheat-colored beauty and the black-haired girl walked out a few meters and found the magician behind them, and stopped to wait for him.

Everyone walked through the long corridor and found several fork roads. After they tried several fork roads in a row, the big iron gate at the end was locked.

"It seems to lead to a different level, and the people behind the scenes have to arrange a second game based on how many we survive."

"We may have to wait for a door to open," Huang Ji said.

Everyone nodded, which made sense. The organizer didn't know how many people they had alive, so theoretically, there were many options for the second and third games, and they were not determined in advance.

Sure enough, after waiting for more than a minute, there was a clicking sound at the end of a fork in the road.

Everyone rushed over, and as expected, the door was pushed open, and this time they came to an open square.

This square is very similar to a prison in the United States.

On the left and right sides of the square are four-story cell buildings, and the front and rear are the iron gates for exit and arrival.

But the exit was locked, and after everyone entered the square, the door behind them was also locked.

At this point, they were completely trapped in this square, and it was clear that the second game was about to begin.

"Such a simple game, even one will die. It seems that I have to give you some simple and rude games with clear rules." The strange sound sounded again, this time from the broadcast speaker above.

Everyone looked up, and the little gangster shouted: "I have brothers, you casinos do this, let's see if my brothers don't tear down your casinos!"

The drunk also said: "I know the most powerful lawyer on the West Coast. When I came, I also told my family where I was going, please let me out."

"We are the spokespersons of God. This kind of gambling has been going on for a hundred years." The strange voice laughed.

Everyone looked stiff and terrified.

The host did not explain why they were not afraid of retaliation, not afraid of being punished by law, nor did they detail how powerful they were.

He just stated the fact lightly: this game has been going on for a hundred years.

This sentence is better than all explanations. It is completely fearful, and it is impossible to imagine how terrifying this force is.

The magician asked loudly, "If we finish three games, will you let us go?"

"Do you think we will deliberately silence the final winner? No, try to survive in the game! Being the winner is your only chance." The host said.

Everyone wanted to ask some more questions, but the host interrupted: "Stop talking nonsense. Now let's introduce the second game, jailbreak."

Everyone immediately fell silent and listened carefully to the host's words.

They know from the last game that this guy only says the rules once.

"As you can see, this is a prison. In this prison, there are eighty cells on the left and right, eighty cells on the left are red cells, and eighty cells on the right are blue cells."

"You can choose your own cell at will. If you choose the red one, you can only live on the red side. If you choose the blue one, you can only live on the blue side. There is your identity information in the cell, and once you choose it, it cannot be changed."

"Everyone came in because of one crime, but the identities in this total of 160 cells are some of the actual perpetrators, and some of them are wronged."

"Each of you wants to redeem yourself and get out of this prison. Then there are three ways to leave."

"The first is, of course, serving a sentence. You only need to complete your ten-year sentence before you can leave here."

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar, ten years?

What are you kidding me, it's not crazy to be locked up here for ten years?

And... everyone looked around, at least as far as they could see, they didn't see food and water, which means...

"Where's the food? How can you be locked up for ten years if you haven't eaten? Didn't you starve to death earlier?" Luther asked in surprise.

The little bastard scolded: "Are you a madman? This is obviously the first way to make fun of you."

Unexpectedly, the host smiled strangely: "No, since there is a sentence to be served, there must be a commutation regulation. In each cell, there is a bicycle-type generator. Through bicycle movement, the main control battery on the ceiling can be supplied. Charge."

Everyone looked up. Indeed, at the highest point of the square, there was a large screen, the screen was dark and inconspicuous.

"The battery is connected to the entire prison. After the game starts, I will turn off the electric switch. All of you have to rely on it for electricity. Of course, you can save a little bit, after all, you can use electricity to reduce your sentence and directly exchange hundreds of dollars. Ten percent of the electricity can be reduced by one year, which means that once the battery is fully charged, reaching 100%, and fully redeemed, you will be released immediately..."

Hearing this, everyone was surprised.

Bicycle generator, even if I haven't used it, I have seen it. It is nothing more than stepping on it to generate electricity. It can be done with a handful of strength.

Nothing more than doing some hard work, you can reduce the sentence!

"As long as the big battery is fully charged, everyone can leave! This is actually a game where everyone can survive and not work hard?" Luther and the wheat-colored beauty said happily.

The little gangster shouted: "Do you have any brains? How can it be so simple! This game is called jailbreak! What are the other two methods?"

The host smiled and said: "The second method, everyone casts a vindication vote in their cell mailbox, or everyone votes for a pardon, which will trigger a collective vindication, or a collective pardon."

"Once the collective redress is achieved, all wrongly imprisoned persons will be released unconditionally. But all perpetrators will be executed."

"On the contrary, once a collective pardon is reached, all perpetrators will be released unconditionally, but all wrongly imprisoned will be executed."

"That is to say, when you choose your identity, if a certain identity happens to be very few, then they sacrifice themselves and everyone else can leave."

Everyone's scalp was numb. As soon as this rule came out, the whole game instantly became cruel.

They didn't know what sub-identity means before, but now they understand that this is a natural division of players into two camps, and this camp is randomly selected and cannot be changed once selected.

In the second way of life, only one side can live.

"Fake, this is asking us to kill each other!" The drunken exclaimed in shock.

"Calm down, if we are lucky, everyone in these 160 cells just happened to choose the same faction. Then it's fine, maybe there is a trick when choosing a cell! Don't worry for a while. There is no time limit anyway, we can discuss and discuss more!" The magician said immediately, soothing people's hearts.

The wheat-colored beauty took his arm and nodded, "You are right, I will listen to you."

The little black-haired girl and the drunk also gathered beside him.

The little gangster frowned and stared at the magician, as if he realized something.

Then he asked the host: "So... what about the third way?"

The host continued: "The third way is actually boring. You definitely won't use it if you are so united. People who have played this game in the past have never used it to escape."

"This..." Everyone was stunned, the third method is boring?

"You said, what is the third method?" the little gangster asked.

The host reluctantly said: "In this prison, the guard key is hidden. If you find it, you can open the door and leave."

"Fuck!" Everyone was pleasantly surprised, this was a complete turnaround!

There is a guard key, so you can open the door directly and walk away! This moment is no longer cruel, everyone unites to find the key and it's over!

Unexpectedly, the host changed the conversation and said: "The person who gets the key to escape can of course go, but a key can only be escaped by one person, and the collar will explode when other people go out. In addition, I hate jailbreak, so after someone escapes , the others will be executed by me!"

"Hey..." Everyone was stunned, and their hearts fell to the bottom in an instant!

"The third way to escape...is to survive alone! Once the person who finds the key escapes, we all have to die!" the gangster gritted his teeth.

"You must not let people escape from prison!" The sick-looking girl said bitterly.

"Yes! No one is allowed to find the key, and it is absolutely not allowed to kill everyone alone!"

"Let's unite, let's forget about that key!"

It can be said that everyone hates the third way of life and kills everyone to save themselves. This is obviously something that everyone does not want to see. After all, no one can guarantee that they are a prison breaker.

Whether it is moral sense or survival probability, this one is too bad.

So for a while, everyone publicly appealed and expressed their position, not to look for the key.

However, the host's applause came from the broadcast, and he said with a low smile: "Hehehe, well said. The person who got the key is your public enemy and your traitor. I also hate this kind of person, Well, I'll give you a way to execute traitors..."

"Each number has one vote to report. There is an anonymous report room on each floor of the Red and Blue Prison Building. Once there are more than half of the votes, report someone as a prison breaker, and I will execute that person."

"Fuck..." Everyone looked at the broadcast loudspeaker stupidly, and some people had collapsed and were about to cry.

This game, the more the host talks about it, the more cruel it is!

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