When Ma San and Xiaoqi passed by Yang Ni and Huang Xiong who were still entangled, they saw that the two bodies were still moving. After hesitating, Ma San slowly stopped, stretched out his toes and gently kicked the strong man twice, and then quickly shrank back, looking worried and scared.

Turning his head and seeing Xiaoqi's expression of contempt, he quickly plucked up his courage again, resisting his reluctance to let go of the hand holding the girl, and stepped forward to pull the two of them away.

The white-faced man happened to pass by at this time and slowed down and looked over.

After all, if Yang Ni had not been fighting to the death on the front line of the battlefield, he would have no idea how many people would stand up after Huang Xiong and Jiang Shang jointly attacked.

After pulling this, my two bodies didn't move at all.

Ma San was a little embarrassed and spitted into his palms. He used his strength to finally separate the two of them.

Xiaoqi looked at his white and tender little hand that had been grabbed just now with disgust.

Although the two people's bodies were separated, on the one hand, Yang Ni's whole left hand was inserted into the strong man's abdomen with elbows. On the other hand, Yang Ni's mouth still bit the strong man's throat.

Ma San plucked up his courage and reached out to pat Yang Ni's cheek. Yang Ni coughed dryly and finally opened his eyes.

As control returned to his body, Yang Ni opened his mouth first, but found that the strong man's entire Adam's apple had been bitten and held in his mouth. He quickly spit it out, and a huge piece of bloody cartilage rolled to the ground.

Yang Ni felt a wave of nausea, his chest kept rolling, and he spit out several mouthfuls of black blood. He thought he had suffered some internal injuries. He hurriedly checked and found that the blood was not his.

So I felt even more disgusting.

Then I found that my arm was still stuck in someone else's stomach, so I quickly pulled it out, but my whole hand hurt like I was bitten.

After gritting his teeth, Yang Ni exerted force again and pulled his arm out suddenly, but saw wounds on his exposed forearm, and his flesh turned out like a baby's little mouth.

Although the hand wearing a gold and silver claw condom was not covered with blood, what was terrifying was that a huge human heart was actually grasping the palm of his hand. Even though the heart had been cut by several holes by the blade of Yang Ni's palm, it was still beating vigorously.

Looking at Huang Xiong lying on the ground, he had been dead for a long time.

Ma San glanced at Yang Ni, who was covered in blood, and found that he was observing the heart in his hand intently. He couldn't help but take a few steps back, swallowed a mouthful, and asked carefully: "Are you planning to eat while it's hot now, or wait until the game is over? There is not much time left."

After hearing what he said, Xiaoqi was so scared that he hurriedly hid behind the thin man. He stared at Yang Ni with his round eyes in disbelief, his face full of expressions that he wanted to see but didn't dare to see.

The white-faced man was even more straightforward, as if he suddenly woke up, and rushed forward, with a speed significantly faster.

Only then did Yang Ni realize that these people seemed to have misunderstood something, but there was no time to explain. He hurriedly threw the huge heart in his hand on Huang Xiong's body, wiped his mouth and stepped forward to continue running.

The white-faced man in front of him was three points faster.

Ma San turned around and wanted to pull Xiaoqi's hand, but the girl flashed by with disgust and ran forward alone. Ma San had no choice but to follow behind.

The game returned to normal again.

At this time, Yang Ni was still 6,700 meters away from the finish line. After running a few more steps, he surpassed the white-faced man not far away in front of him.

While the two passed by each other, Yang Ni obviously saw the white-faced man trembling all over, and his legs became soft and almost fell down.

After running more than 100 meters, Ma San also surpassed the white-faced man.

The lights that were constantly extinguishing behind him gradually caught up. Fortunately, everyone was not seriously injured, especially the thin man Ma San. The wound on his ventral side had shrunk and inwardly in just a few minutes, forming a scar that contracted inwardly. It seemed that his body was not as flesh and blood as ordinary people.

At this time, Yang Ni was the one who was most injured. He ran all the way and the blood on his left arm also flowed all over the floor.

After another "1,2,3, Wooden Man", no one was punished, and Jiang Shang was the first to reach the finish line shortly after starting over. But his speed did not slow down at all. He hurriedly opened the door and ran out in a hurry.

It was obvious that the fly head in the wound on his face had already made him unable to bear it for another second.

The girl Xiaoqi fell to the end, and she was basically the same as the speed of the lights being extinguished. Perhaps because of the previous continuous casting, her physical strength was a little too low, but she could only grit her teeth and hold on. Fortunately, Ma San saw that there was still time left and there were only 4 people left, so he went to pull her, but this time Xiaoqi did not refuse.

Finally, Yang Ni and the other two who had formed an alliance reached the finish line one after another. Soon after, the white-faced man also followed and ran across the finish line, and the countdown was instantly cleared.

Yang Ni dissipated the claw cover of his left hand and grabbed several wounds on his left arm with his right hand, but blood continued to drip on the ground through his fingers. Fortunately, the effect of the muscle cell strengthening agent is still there, and his physical fitness is also strengthened indirectly, at least he has not been shocked due to excessive blood loss.

Yang Ni tried hard to open the door at the end. The entrance was still the Huangquan Street when he entered the venue. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart, but an electronic synthesizer sound came from his ear:

[Yang Ni (No. 1035347) wins the 4 game, obtaining a visa time: 4 days; additional reward visa time: 0; obtaining a card: 4; obtaining props: Acacia.]

A slight sank in my pocket, and indeed a playing card with a card face of ?4 appeared.

After careful examination, I found that this playing card is exactly the same as ordinary poker, but its texture is hard, and bending hard can only slightly deform it. There is also a small QR code pattern in the blank area of ​​the card, exactly the same as the inside of Yang Ni’s left wrist.

Yang Ni felt the wound on his arm hurt so much, but then he saw another door open on the street suddenly, and several people with few legs kept wailing and rushing out. This was not the worst thing he did.

When the white-faced man finally walked out of the door, the game was completely over. The game stadium was restored to peace, with only a few corpses and burning embers still telling what kind of crazy events happened here not long ago.

The wooden man also stopped laughing instantly, and a serious expression appeared on the huge baby's face.

Shortly after the door was closed, several screens not far from the wooden man were pushed open like a door, and then a man in a black dress walked out of it, with a high top hat on his head, which was the thin old man who appeared in the room of the Lord of Dusk before.

"Did you find it too?" The old man turned against his previous submissiveness and felt a kind of oppressive aura of a superior in front of this huge and weird wooden man.

"Master Bai Tong, the baby was only discovered halfway through the game." The wooden man replied respectfully, "Things were wrong. The guy's natal was not even activated when he first came in, but he had two natals when he left, and one of them originally belonged to the other, and this person died in front of me."

"Don't fool me with what I already know." The old man, who was called Lord Bai Tong, was obviously a little unhappy.

The wooden man pondered for a moment and quickly said, "The last time I saw this situation, my body was completely destroyed by that guy. At that time, Lord Bai Tong installed this wooden body for me. Could it be... Could it be..."

The wooden man was even a little afraid to think about it.

"Do you want to say [swallow]?" Bai Tong took off his hat, took out a snow-white handkerchief from his pocket, and wiped the sweat that did not exist on his forehead.

"It's not him! It's not him! The baby said nothing, nothing!" After hearing this name suddenly, the wooden man was shocked. He ignored the old man who was unconsciously emitting pressure. The few screens under him emitted dazzling white light, and his whole body was immersed in it.

After the white light disappeared, the wooden man had disappeared from the room.

"Damn it, why do you want such a guy to appear before [Judgement Day]? Should you report to the guards? Or directly... But you can't anger Huang Quan, it's a bit difficult." Bai Tong did not worry about the wooden man's farewell without saying goodbye, but just murmured while leaving from the door of the time.

Yang Ni, who had already left the game field, felt like he was a different life at this time. He was still fighting for the battlefield forever in the last second, but the next second was a bustling commercial street with bright lights. This crazy scene switching made him a little difficult to adapt.
Chapter completed!