Chapter 134
Many times, when people face death, they are always able to burst out with powerful strength. That's what sharks are like now. At first, I didn't expect the wolf to appear behind the door. I couldn't dodge in time and was bitten on the neck.
You must break free immediately, otherwise you will lose your life here!
He took out a dagger from the scabbard at his waist, stabbed it hard into the wolf's abdomen, and then turned it over. A blood groove opened on the dagger, and hot and smelly blood flowed out along the blade, staining the palm red, sliding down the wrist and soaking the entire sleeve. In addition, there were barbs on the back of the knife, and he stabbed it very deep, and when he pulled it out, his intestines were pulled out with it.
He thought the wolf would loosen its jaws after feeling the pain, but it didn't. As if it knew that this was a life-for-life transaction, it held on tightly, its sharp teeth piercing the skin, and its bite cut the flesh like a saw, severing the blood vessels. The side it bit was where the carotid artery was located. After the blood vessel broke, blood gushed out and flowed into its mouth!
The warm and fresh blood flowing from the prey is the proof of glory! It is fearless no matter how much pain it suffers. Dying in battle is the dignity of a wolf!
"Help me!" The shark's face was ferocious and scary, filled with pain and anger.
All this happened in just a few seconds. His teammates reacted upon hearing the noise and rushed over to help him. Two men, two daggers, it didn't take long before the wolf's body was stabbed like a sieve, with bloody holes everywhere. Blood was all over the two men, and there was a large pool of blood on the ground, which gradually spread. The blood brought out when the knife was drawn splattered on the walls on both sides, mixed with the blood spurting out from the shark's carotid artery, making this small space as terrifying as purgatory.
About two minutes later, the wolf, with blood and internal organs all over the ground, finally died. But even in death, its mouth did not loosen.
The dagger in Shark's hand fell to the ground with a slight sound, and there was still blood on the blade. Then he slid down the wall and sat on the ground, gasping for breath. The broken wolf corpse was still hanging on his body, but he didn't care. The loss of a large amount of blood, the high level of nervousness and the high-intensity movements just now almost drained all his strength.
He knew he was going to die. With injuries of this severity, if medical treatment is received immediately, there may still be a glimmer of hope. But he didn't have this opportunity. The medical resources on the cruise ship would not be open to people like them, and one of the rules of the maze game was that the door would not open unless the game was over.
"Nick..." he called his teammate.
The latter had a sad expression on his face, and it was obvious that he knew what the outcome would be. He half-knelt beside the shark and tilted his head closer so that he could hear him better. "You say it! You say it! I'm listening!"
"I have a deposit in Morton Bank. The bank card is hidden in the wall of Garnier's cabin, and the password is my birthday. You can split the money in half, and please send the rest back to me..." Shark was already struggling to speak. Knowing that there was not much time left, he tried to pick out the important things and explained them to his teammates one by one. But no matter how concise he was, he still couldn't say what he wanted to say, and he couldn't hold on any longer and closed his eyes, his head drooping suddenly.
"Shark! Shark!" It is said that men don't shed tears easily, but at this moment, seeing the death of his teammates who had fought side by side with him for many years, his eyes instantly turned red and tears could not stop falling from his eyes. He shouted his teammate's name and hugged his body, his voice filled with indescribable sorrow.
After a long time, he finally let go of the shark's body. His expression changed from grief to madness. His eyes fell on the wolf's body, with indescribable cruelty and ferocity. He clenched the dagger in his hand and stabbed the wolf again and again. The already broken body was now even more riddled with holes. He cut off the limbs and the wolf's head, and placed them next to his teammates, as if it were a memorial ceremony.
At this point, the game has been going on for half an hour, and the truly bloody prologue has only just begun. Inside the maze area, anyone who heard Nick's shouting could guess what had happened. Although the loss of an enemy was a cause for celebration, it was inevitable that they would feel sympathy for one another. We are all people who live on the edge of a knife. Every day we live is a day’s gain. No one knows when this life will end. The enemy who dies today may be your own fate in the future.
Outside the screen, the carnival really begins.
"Fuen, you're out." After one of the members of Team No. 3 died on the big screen, the silver-haired old man who was watching the live broadcast on the super-large screen laughed.
"It's just a little bet, Giles. I didn't expect the team chosen by drawing lots to win. I'm more optimistic about Joe. He's lucky to have drawn the fox's team. This is the fourth time, and he survived the hunting grounds safely the first three times. How can a small game of hide-and-seek be difficult for him?" Vaughn was sitting next to Giles. The two were of similar age, but the former had a head full of silver hair and a thin figure. His appearance was unremarkable. If he changed into ordinary clothes, he would just be a thin old man walking on the street. The latter is at the other extreme. He is tall and dark-skinned with a shaved head, a thick gold chain around his neck and jewel rings on all ten fingers. You can tell at first glance that he is not a good person.
The Joe mentioned by Vaughn was sitting in the corner. He was younger than the other two, with carefully groomed golden hair, gold-rimmed glasses, and a hand-made dress without a wrinkle. He sat on a sofa covered with tiger skin, shaking a red wine glass gently in his hand, and smiled when he heard it. "You said it too, I'm lucky. After the game ended last year, I was worried that Fox wouldn't come again. After all, he had made enough money, and his teammates were useless, so it was difficult for him to fight alone. I didn't expect that he found new teammates in less than a year and came with a boat ticket."
"Speaking of his new teammates, I was not optimistic about them at first. Although those people tried their best to disguise themselves, they were still obviously amateurs and so weak that they could be blown down by the wind. But now it seems that a fox is always a fox, and he must have his reasons for looking for these people. I can't tell the remaining three, but the one next to him is really interesting!" another person in the room continued.
"If the boxes for the rooms we were going to draw weren't made by one of us, I would have suspected cheating. Not only did we not win the VIP room that no one had won in years, but we also won four consecutive rooms on the third floor. This kind of luck is simply ridiculous. And we also won first place in the lottery before the game started."
As for what happened in the maze afterwards, the people present also discussed it. At first they really thought it was luck, after all, there were extreme examples before. But when he walked through the swing door and turned back accurately, trapping the following wolf in the gap of the door, no one would continue to think that he was just lucky. After walking through the maze that looked the same everywhere, he probably had already drawn a map in his mind, knowing exactly where the flip doors and mechanisms were. You can even see something, such as his hearing or sense of smell. One of them must be extremely developed, comparable to that of animals, and he can sense the location of other creatures from afar, so he can avoid them perfectly throughout the process.
"I heard from the people below that he placed two bets in total. One was five million on the hunting ground, and the other was one million on this game. Both were bets on himself to win. It seems that he is very confident!"
"Isn't it normal for people with real abilities to be confident? I wonder what surprises the remaining three will bring. I am really looking forward to it!"
This is the top-level private room of the luxury cruise ship, exclusively for the organizers behind the game. There were seven people in the room, all of them over fifty years old. Most people in this world are still working overtime from nine to five, busy just to make a living, but they have more wealth in their hands than they can squander in several lifetimes. When the pleasure brought by money has long become numb, they begin to look for new interests - the oldest, most primitive, bloody and cruel games.
"It's dead." Jing Ling knew that the wolf was dead when he heard the cries coming from the southeast and the strong smell of blood. He was originally the king of wolves in the forest, but eventually he became a prisoner in a cage for people's entertainment. It died in battle without even a cry, that was its last bit of pride.
Jing Ling spoke in a low voice, as if he was talking to himself. However, Xu Shaohuai still heard it and replied, "For it, it is also a relief." While they were talking, their steps did not stop. Jing Ling walked forward another dozen steps, reached out and pushed somewhere in the upper left corner. After a slight sound, the door flipped open. He and Xu Shaohuai stepped over one after another, and saw two people appear in their sight, walking forward with their backs to them.
The other party soon discovered them. Perhaps they were unaware of the existence of the flip door, and when they suddenly appeared behind them, they were clearly a little panicked.
"What do you want to do?" the man wearing a tiger mask asked in the international language.
The number plates are all affixed to the chest, with a black circle on a white background and a number 9 in the middle, which means team number nine is the unlucky team. In order to intensify the fight between teams, the treasures in the maze were made very conspicuous and could not be hidden on anyone's body.
Jing Ling took a quick glance and knew that these two were not the people he was looking for. However, he still walked towards the other party, and when the two sides were less than two meters away, he said in the international common language, "Excuse me."
The people in Team No. 9 originally thought that he was here to cause trouble, so they took a defensive stance with daggers in their hands. But when the people were almost there, there was no movement, and then these two words were heard. However, they did not relax because of this. They would not easily change their minds about things they had made up their minds. When the person came into the attack range, they acted without hesitation and stabbed the dagger at the vital points.
In such a place, there can be no mercy towards the enemy. This is the principle they believe in.
Unfortunately, their attack was stopped halfway. Jing Ling didn't even look at him. He raised the dagger in his hand and used the blade to perfectly block the tip of his knife. He blocked one, and the attack from the other was taken by Xu Shaohuai.
They came this way not to provoke, but because there was another swing gate at the other end of the road. After pushing open the flip door and entering another path in front of the people from Team No. 9, Jing Ling searched three times before finding the target person with the treasure.
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