The people behind immediately understood Huangmao’s intention and rushed to the right end!

On the other side of the runway, the person who was pushed in was already overwhelmed by the rabbit tide.

There was another crazy rabbit in the rabbit group.

Even though they knew that such an approach was equivalent to murder, no one condemned or complained. The surviving people just sat there and gasped, tears and sweat flowing together, and everyone was as embarrassed as if they were fished out of the water.

In the distance, the rabbit-headed man waved to everyone again:

"Please return to the starting point and start the third round of the competition."

The third round.

The last round.

Just get through the last round and this damn game will end!

Everyone stood up with their energy and walked slowly towards the starting point.

Shen Mo carried Bai Youwei back on her back and walked at the end of the team. Bai Youwei could feel the wet sweat on his body.

With the lessons learned from the first round, everyone in the second round tried their best, most of them passed the finish line, only two people died, and now there are seven left. But this does not mean that the next third round will also reduce casualties.

Because after two consecutive escapes in life and death, everyone's physical strength is on the verge of overdrawing.

In other words, by the third round of the game, the speed of these people will be greatly reduced.

Especially the middle-aged man, his calves are trembling when he walks and he can't run at all.

Bai Youwei also noticed that the girl in glasses who was dragged down just now was not dead, but was injured. Her whole arm was stained with blood. The high heels in her hand were also bloody, and her slender heels were creepy after being stained with blood.

The middle-aged man may feel guilty and subconsciously avoid her.

Along the way, the atmosphere was more depressing and lifeless than before.

No one talks, maybe he feels desperate, maybe he is planning his strategy for the next round of the game.

Shen Mo and Bai Youwei were still at the end of the team.

He asked her: "This is what you said, how to win the game 100%?"

"...Well." Bai Youwei nodded gently, "The rabbit cannot enter the correct end point, so as long as one person runs wrong, he can predict which side of the correct end point is from the rabbit's reaction."

Shen Mo sneered: "Is this trying to force us to kill each other?"

Bai Youwei was silent.

It is indeed... On the surface, this competition is about physical strength, but in fact, whoever can break through the bottom line and attack his companions will get a higher survival rate.

For example, that middle-aged man, that yellow-haired young man...

"You look at people very accurately." Shen Mo had a new understanding of Bai Youwei and asked her curiously, "Why do you think those two people will take action?"

"Nothing, it's just a feeling." Bai Youwei replied.

"Feeling?" Shen Mo laughed, "Is it a woman's intuition?"

Bai Youwei curled her lips, "Sorry, it's the cripple's intuition. When she is on the weak side, she will be very sensitive to the malice revealed by the strong side."

When Shen Mo heard this, he thought: "It's interesting."

"In fact, it's just bullying the weak." Bai Youwei explained lightly, "When people get along with people who are weaker than themselves, they will naturally show aggressiveness. Husbands who abuse their wives, parents who abuse children, and nurses who bully the elderly. These people are also normal people in life. Why can't they control their temper when facing wives, children, and elderly people? It's because of the huge power gap. The strong can amplify the malice in their hearts without any scruples, possess, humiliate, and even deprive life..."

She said, unable to help but pause, and said quietly: "It's probably hard for you to understand."

Although she was not familiar with her, she also heard from her mother that Uncle Chen's son worked in the General Administration of Security and was the youngest and most promising officer there. A person like him probably would never understand the feeling of being in a weak position.

"I have realized it now." Shen Mo replied.

At this time they had returned to the starting line, and the rabbit-headed man raised the starting gun again-

"Look." Shen Mofu lowered his body and posed for a plan to run. "In front of it, we are all weak."
Chapter completed!