Azu, please stop

Chapter 11 You Can't Think About It

With a click, the door closed and the lights came on.

The room is covered with sharp thorns and barbed wire, which are scattered and intricate. There is only a blank area more than two meters wide in front of you. The rest of the place is full of thorns and wires, just like a wire cage. device.

"Welcome to the cage of thorns. The human body contains about fifty percent of blood. Even if one liter is lost, the human body can still function normally."

"The device in the middle is called the Sacrifice of Blood, which represents sacrifice, the sacrifice of blood. If you want to open the door and escape from birth, you must fill the beaker in the machine with blood."

"Of course, first you have to go through the thorny barbed wire. I'll give you 10 minutes."

"After 10 minutes, if the beaker is not filled with blood, the bomb above your head will detonate, and the door will be sealed forever. This game was originally completed by two people, but now it is only you!"

"I want to ask you, how much blood are you willing to sacrifice in order to survive?"

As soon as the voice fell, the machine in the middle started, and there was a humming sound of mechanical rotation.

At the same time, the bomb timer on the ceiling also started.

drop by drop...

Seconds passed by.

blah blah blah...

Blood also dripped little by little.

"Crap!"

"Let me out! Fuck you!!"

Bhagavan roared and roared.

He knew in his heart that just by going through these thorns, his flesh and blood would probably be torn apart and a lot of blood would be lost.

In the end, he had to donate another part of his blood. At that time, he might not be able to get out of this cage at all, and he would lose too much blood and die.

Seeing this, the people outside the screen have already pronounced Bakuan's death sentence. For a dying person, some of them felt emotional, some were relieved, some were calm, and even felt a little regretful when they saw Bakuan's heroic appearance just now.

"Now he has to do it alone for two people's affairs, hehe, his intestines are regretful!"

"As expected of a judge from the underworld, one step forward is hope, the next step is despair, plants have phototaxis, animals have survival instincts, even if you know you are dead, I'm afraid you have to give it a try!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, this move is really slippery, Bakuan has no way out!"

Seeing this, Wang Yaozu finally understood why the judge bought two bundles of piano wires.

It was actually used to arrange such a mechanism!
Surprised, Wang Yaozu walked out of the office and started organizing in the water room.

"Ah Sheng, how are you doing? Do you have any clues?"

"People from the Urban Planning Bureau are identifying, but there are several suspicious factories that have been sent to investigate. I will notify you as soon as I have any news!"

"Jia Kui, is there any progress on your side?"

"Sir, I was about to call you. Liang Ma and Bakuan were kidnapped on the bar street in Wanchai. Unfortunately, there was no surveillance. I have already contacted the traffic police. The traffic police are looking for the suspect vehicle. The judge can't run away." It fell!"

This clue is undoubtedly the most valuable clue at present, and Wang Yaozu's heart is surging.

"Be careful, you must not let the judge go!"

"Yes sir!"

After hanging up the phone, Wang Yaozu began to ask the female police chief who was busy in front of the computer.

"How is the situation on your side? Have you locked the IP of the other party's hacker?"

The female sheriff frowned, shook her head and said:
"I have never seen such a weird program. He hid his ip very deeply, and wrote a super virus. Once he finds that there is a trace or tries to conquer it, the virus will take the initiative to fight back. If I hadn't reacted quickly just now , My computer has crashed!"

Wang Yaozu gritted his teeth, his face darkened.

"However, I have already contacted nine computer-savvy colleagues in Hong Kong. I don't believe that ten super hackers can't conquer an IP!"

Hearing what she said, Wang Yaozu's confidence returned.

With a two-pronged approach, maybe this judge can be made into a concrete block tonight.

At the same time, Bakugan also moved.

I saw that his back resembled the monkey from 500 years ago, firm and persistent, but the steel wire was very tight.

He tried to kick a way with his foot, but failed, and his trousers were torn from the spikes.

"Fuck you!"

"Judge, you are so talented! You are a coward! You are a coward! I will kill you!"

Bakugou roared, blood splashed mixed with saliva.

Seeing his distraught and collapsed face, and looking at the excited faces behind him, Azu smiled, both happily and coldly.

In the whole room, apart from the sound of the timer ticking, there was the sound of the machine rumbling. Seeing that the other party did not speak, Bhagavan was pulled back to reality.

He is more like a dog than a monkey back then.

Through the wire thorns.

mission accomplished!

leave!

"Oh shit!"

Bakuan cursed loudly, then walked to the wire mesh, and tried to sneak in through the gap sideways, but the gap was designed so narrow that the thorns could just scrape on the clothes.

However, Bakuya knew in his heart that it was impossible to retreat completely.

So far, all we can do is give it a go.

I saw Bagua unzipped his coat, took off his coat, wrapped it around his right arm, and opened the way with his right arm.

"Squeak..."

The stabs scratched his arms, but he himself was not injured except for two scratches on his legs.

Seeing this, the melon-eaters who still felt a little bit sorry for this scum outside the screen switched sides and started complaining.

"Scumbags are not scary, but scumbags are educated. This guy seems to be smarter!"

"Is this all right?"

"Why doesn't the judge let him drill naked, that would be fun, it must be like killing a pig!"

"Actually, the clothes on his arms were all hung up by the spikes. Even if there is no serious problem in the middle, what about the second half? The clothes are all hung up, so it's really no different from getting inside naked!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, at that time, the gate will be in front of you, and it will be a victory to get through it! If you get half-dead now, you will no longer have the desire to survive!"

"Why is the machine placed in the middle? With the brain power of the anchor, it is definitely not placed randomly. After a while, this thing will be hard to get off. I have to admire the judge's method!"

If Azu could hear the discussion of these people, he would give them a big thumbs up.

There is absolutely no problem with the expert's statement among the people, but some people have seen through his design.

"what!"

Bakuan's ghostly cry interrupted the off-screen discussion.

I saw a gash on his calf, which wasn't too deep, but his skin was ripped open and blood was flowing, which was shocking to watch.

"Ahhh!"

"Push the street!"

Seeing that there was only one meter left before reaching the central thorn-free area, Bakuan gritted his teeth and charged directly.

"Ahhhh!!!"

Bakuan screamed, like killing a pig, and then moved his body a little bit. When he passed through the thorns and came to the central area, he saw that all his clothes were hung torn, and the coat covering his arms was also torn.

And the last meter caused him to be hung in several places in a row. His flesh was like tofu, and it would break as soon as he hung it, and his flesh and blood rolled up, which was shocking.

At this moment, 7 minutes have passed.

Baku took a look at the mechanical device, the upper cover was made of transparent tempered glass, the inside could be seen clearly, there were two circular holes on the cover, just big enough to put an arm in.

Below the round holes, there are two large juice extractors. The sharp blades are rotating at high speed. There is a diversion groove on the side of the fuselage, and a large beaker is connected to the other end. The beaker is placed on a balance, and the right end of the balance is There are weights, a total of one kilogram.

a kilogram?

A liter of blood?

Ba Shu's pupils shrank, if the beautiful mother didn't die, she would be fat like that, it can be said to be sprinkled.

And each person donates about [-] milliliters, which is not life-threatening, but if it is one liter, there is a possibility of excessive blood loss and shock!

"Oh shit!"

Bakugou regretted it immensely, and looked at the juice extractor that was spinning crazily, the designer obviously let himself put his hand in it.

"Grass!"

"You bastard!"

Just looking at it, Ba Kuan felt a pain in his flesh.

"No!"

"Judge, don't even think about it!"

(End of this chapter)