Being a bug in a survival game

Chapter 92 Trapped Beast 9

At 7:55, the host announced a 10-minute intermission.

The next performance will start at 8:05.

Tigers, lions, cheetahs, crocodiles, wild boars, boa constrictors... none of the beasts performing were mild-tempered. They were all ferocious characters who were not easy to mess with. When they saw slaves, their eyes glowed green, as if they were being raped. It felt like he had been hungry for a long time, and he was too ruthless to pounce on the prey in front of him.

Just persist for 5 minutes, but some slaves persisted.

Whenever a slave ended up alive, there were boos and regrets in the audience.

After the third intermission, the animal trainer actually brought a black blind man? !

The one who faced the black bear was a male player. The guy was so unlucky that he had no room for resistance and was torn in half. The scene was very bloody.

Instead of being scared or intolerable, the audience went crazy and cheered wildly.

"Bite his head off!"

"Pull out his eyes!"

"Tear off his arms and legs!"

"..."

In the stands, there were still a dozen slaves who had not played and two other players, one male and one female.

The slaves' faces were numb, and they seemed indifferent to the bloody scenes that they were also facing. Even when they saw the slaves on the stage being bitten to death by wild beasts, there was morbid joy in their eyes.

If one more person dies, they will have one less competitor.

As for the other male and female players, they were so frightened that they couldn't even stand still.

When it was the female player's turn, she was beaten to death by a wild boar. Her body was bitten to pieces by the wild boar, and her flesh and blood were everywhere...

Several more slaves were fucked one after another. They were dead and injured. Almost no slave could end up unscathed.

"043, it's your turn." A prison worker came to call the next number.

"No! I don't want it! I don't want to go up!" The male player is 043. Now he has lost his mind and is shouting.

The two prison workers stepped forward indifferently and directly lifted up the male player. Looking at this posture, they would have to drag him onto the stage to perform the show.

The male player struggled wildly and twisted his body. The two prison guards were careless for a moment and he broke free.

After the male player got a brief freedom, he ran away.

"Catch him quickly!"

The two prison workers looked a little ugly and called more prison workers to chase the male player together.

The remaining slaves of Su Tingyu who had not yet performed on stage were also placed under strict supervision.

Su Tingyu was curious whether the male player could escape.

Probably...it can't be.

I don’t have game props and I’m not familiar with the environment. It’s strange that I can run away.

Five minutes passed, and the audience in the auditorium was already shouting for the next performance to start.

The host had a friendly smile on his face, but his smile faded a bit when he saw that there was no other slave coming out of the passage.

The whip man who was familiar to Su Tingyu came out of another employee lane, ran to the host, and whispered something into his ear.

Su Tingyu clearly saw that the smile on the host's face gradually disappeared, and then he raised a strange smile again without knowing what he thought of.

The host waved his hand, and the whip man walked off the fighting stage.

"Gentlemen and ladies, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting for so long. There was a performer who was not very obedient. After friendly guidance from our professional staff, the performer agreed to perform on stage and to apologize, he brought another one. An even more surprising performance.”

"Let us welcome this performer with warm applause!"

Inexplicably, a little bloated:

One hundred thousand have come, how can one million be far away?

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