infinite boiling

Chapter 1417 Crack Completed
The air vent in the secret room was very small and concealed, and the strong smell of blood permeated the air, which could not be dissipated at all. Several female brides couldn't bear it, so they ran to the sink and vomited it out.

The two corpses were pulled to the corner by the Vietnamese man. The bright red blood left eye-catching traces, and the atmosphere dropped to freezing point.

Except for the Chinese team, the temporary teams of other regiments were completely dispersed.

Two hours later, this kind of referendum killing game will be played again, which means that two people will die, and no one wants to be unlucky.

The Vietnamese men are self-absorbed and don't care about their strength, but the Indian men are a pity. If they can calm down, they won't be passive. When the time comes to fool these newcomers into cannon fodder, they can completely kill others.

"This kid is really amazing!" The Indian man glanced at Tang Zheng, shocked in his heart, he had put away his thoughts on dealing with him at this moment, and only wanted to leave the secret room as soon as possible.

"I'm definitely not his match." The Japanese woman was also thinking about it. Maybe he could take advantage of his kind personality.

"Please, hurry up and find a way out!" The female white-collar worker begged Tang Zheng with tears streaming down her face. She sat on the ground, not daring to move because there was a wet mark on her pencil skirt, and she was worried about being seen.

The female white-collar worker was scared to pee just now, her legs twisted unnaturally, and she could feel the wet touch from the stockings, which made her feel ashamed.

The eyes of the others lit up, and they all pleaded with Tang Zheng, as long as they go out within two hours, they don't have to worry about killing games.

"How can it be so fast? Didn't you see that the progress of the strategy is only 50.00%?"

Tang Zheng tapped his watch, and on the virtual screen that popped up, in addition to the points, the progress of each team's strategy was also listed.

"FU~CK, 36 teams are faster than us, and even two teams are 80.00%!" The Vietnamese man counted and immediately cursed.

"Look at the comment!" The Japanese female general turned the page on the screen and saw a comment with extremely small handwriting.

"The top ten teams who successfully escaped will be rewarded with [-] points, and the last five teams will be punished by obliteration!"

"The Trojan horse is really cheating." The Vietnamese man was depressed, because the progress was not at the bottom, he was still in the mood to joke, but he was secretly glad that if there was no that Chinese boy, he would probably fail in this round.

The waiting time was very difficult. The Indian man used a thinly ground coin as a screwdriver to unscrew the screws that fixed the double bed, and then erected it as a ladder to reach the ceiling.

"On the back one, there must be a piece of the ceiling where the secret is!" The Vietnamese man stared at the ceiling. If he wasn't worried about getting an electric shock and deducting points, he really wanted to crack it violently.

"Is it okay to bite with your teeth?" Looking at the pencil tip that is no longer than the length of a thumb, the red-haired man came up with a bad idea.

"Don't, if you break it, there's no way to recover it." The Indian man flipped through the bookshelves, but one of them didn't pay attention, and bumped into something that shouldn't be touched.

The electric current came, and all were punished.

"Let's look for the blade. Have you found anything new?" The Japanese woman had given up hope on the Indian man, so she pointed at Tang Zheng.

Tang Zheng shook his head, and once again scanned every corner of the secret room.

"Oops!" A woman who was staying by the sink yelled, and hurriedly turned off the faucet.

"What are you shouting for?" the Vietnamese man shouted.

"Hurry up and get rid of it!" The Japanese woman frowned, and the newcomer's vomit was piled inside, emitting a strange smell that made people sick.

"The sewer is blocked!" The newcomer looked bitter, afraid of being scolded.

"Trash!" The Vietnamese man stared, "Eat it."

"What?" The newcomer was taken aback.

"I told you to eat it, it smells bad, you want to smoke everyone, eat it quickly." The Vietnamese man was so angry that he had nowhere to vent, and the newcomer seemed to hit the gun.

The newcomer was about to cry, and after begging to no avail, his face became grim.

"Don't force me." The newcomer pointed at the Vietnamese man with a rifle, but from the trembling hands, it could be seen that he was terrified to death.

"Do you want to die?" The Vietnamese man narrowed his eyes and was about to make a move.

No one persuaded, and the conquerors were eager to die a few more people.

"Why don't you use a saber?" A newcomer asked excitedly when he saw the red-haired man pull out a straight knife from his military boots and cut the sausage he took out from his backpack, "Why didn't I think of such a simple thing?" ?”

The newcomer originally thought that he would receive praise, but who knew that the conquerors rolled their eyes and looked at him like they were looking at an idiot.

"You are so stupid! Even I know that if you use this thing to sharpen a pencil, you will definitely be electrocuted." The Vietnamese man spat. The conquerors are worse than the newcomers. He can fight with bare hands, otherwise he would have blown the rookie's head off.

Of course, this is the Trojan horse's protection measures for newcomers, otherwise none of them will survive.

The newcomers were silent, and the atmosphere froze again.

"Put down the gun, or don't blame me for doing it!" The Vietnamese man also knew that killing people is not suitable now, so he held back.

It was another ten minutes of boring waiting. The conquerors kept looking at the progress bar and found that everyone else's was growing. The fastest one even reached 90.00%. The Vietnamese man couldn't sit still.

"Can you do it?"

Tang Zheng didn't answer, but stood up and walked to the sink.

Swish, a dozen eyes all swept over, looking at him expectantly.

"Have you found anything?" the Japanese woman asked.

"Perhaps!" Tang Zheng was not sure, turned on the faucet, and clear water gushed out immediately, because the sewer was blocked, and the vomit flowed out of the pool and splashed on the ground.

"What are you doing?" The Indian man also came over and searched carefully, but found no clues.

"Look carefully!" Tang Zheng did it on purpose. If the Indian man doesn't notice it, his image will be lowered.

"What are you looking at?" The Indian man was under a lot of pressure and his face was ugly. After all, all the newcomers were looking at this side, so he was ashamed of himself.

"Something is missing!" Tang Zheng swept over the toiletries.

"What?" The Japanese girl looked left and right, but still didn't find out that there are some things that you will always ignore.

"Soap?" The Indian man saw it. There were toothbrushes, towels, cups, and other toiletries, but there was no soap.

"Picking soap in the secret room? This meme is not funny." The Vietnamese man is really stupid and hopelessly stupid.

"Where did the soap go?" The Japanese woman wondered, "I've searched all over the room, haven't I?"

"In the sewer." The Indian man lit up and gave Tang Zheng a thumbs up, "It's amazing, I'm sure the soap must be related to what we're looking for."

"Do you have clairvoyance?" The Vietnamese man laughed.

"Didn't you see all the water flowing out? There must be something blocked in the sewer!" The Indian man rolled his eyes, this guy is really stupid.

"Isn't it blocked by their vomit?" The Vietnamese man pointed to the newcomer.

"Isn't it, if you dig it up, you'll know?" The Japanese woman was eager to try.

"Don't act recklessly, the electric shock is fine, I don't want to be deducted points." The Vietnamese man shook his head. Up to now, there have been many mistakes in the game. Foamed.

"You do it!" Tang Zheng said in a serious tone on purpose, and handed over the physical work to the Indian man. He would not do things that offended others, and he knew that this guy would definitely assign a new person to do it.

"I'm not a servant!"

The Indian man was slandering from the bottom of his heart. He didn't have the guts to argue with Tang Zheng, so he let pedestrians do it. He didn't realize that he had fallen for it, because Tang Zheng deliberately annoyed him, and his attention was all distracted. Newcomers will make them feel less favorable towards themselves.

The unlucky newcomer who was picked out used a coin to unscrew the screw, and then tore off the sink, exposing the drain pipe.

The foul-smelling sewage gushed out and covered him all over.

"Where is there anything?" During this process, he was shocked three more times, which made the Vietnamese man even more dissatisfied.

The Indian man also hesitated.

"Don't worry, demolition again!" Tang Zheng roughly drew a range with his fingers, "Big demolition!"

"I'm coming!" Seeing that the time for the referendum game was approaching, the red-haired man did it himself, and kicked violently.

Bang, bang, as the thin wall bricks were broken, and in the exposed sewer, everyone saw the piece of soap stuck in it.

"It really does exist!" The Vietnamese man was surprised, "But what's the use?"

Some slow-minded guys looked at Tang Zheng before they could react, waiting for an explanation.

"What are you doing in a daze, smash it!"

As Tang Zheng's words fell, the red-haired man crushed the soap, exposing the blade inserted in it.

"Have it!"

The newcomers cheered and their morale was boosted.

After the Japanese woman sharpened the pencil and smeared the paper, two numbers appeared, representing two different tiles on the ceiling.

The Vietnamese man stood on the erected double bed, smashed open the ceiling, and dropped an eraser and a remote control.

"Erase the blacked-out letters on the Bible and write them down." Tang Zheng threw the eraser to the Indian man and took the remote control from the Vietnamese man.

On the remote control, there are two buttons, one red and one green, and nine number keys.

"What's the use of this thing?" The Vietnamese man looked big-headed, and he was afraid of using his brain.

"The progress has reached 80.00%!" The Japanese woman screamed, "We are ranked ninth!"

"Now it's Scrabble!" He copied the letters of the Indian male general and handed them to Tang Zheng, "The words spelled out with these letters should be how to use the remote control."

Tang Zheng nodded, then frowned. Trojan horse is considered nationality discrimination. Obviously there are no Europeans here, but it turned out that they were all English words.

Tang Zheng didn't know that in the secret room where Europeans and Americans were imprisoned, they were worrying about the strokes of those Chinese characters.

"Green, start?" The Indian man spelled out two words and looked at Tang Zheng inquiringly.

"Hmm!" Most of Tang Zheng's thoughts were not on deciphering, he was thinking whether to kill these guys first, in case the ability restriction is lifted after leaving the secret room, it will definitely be much more difficult to kill them.

"Are you sure? What if you press the wrong button and this thing explodes?"

The Indian man was about to press down, but the Vietnamese man's words made his fingers freeze.

"You, come here, go to the corner with the remote control, and press the green button!" The Vietnamese man appointed a new person, but the other party shook his head like a rattle and refused to carry out.

"Don't worry, I won't die!" The Indian man persuaded him as he approached him with a beguiling and kind smile.

(End of this chapter)