Chi!
Suddenly, without waiting for Old Li San to finish his words, Ye Xuan did not move. His sword fingers streaked across the air, and an extremely terrifying bloody light shot out from his sword fingers. Old Li San's smile had not faded away, but his entire body was cut in half at the waist, turning into two horrifying halves of a corpse that fell limply onto the high platform.
Glaring blood spurted out, and a corpse that was too horrible to look at. This was the scene that appeared before the eyes of the thousands of death row prisoners, and it also caused the entire field to become eerily silent.
"Ah!"
After a full ten breaths, an unknown person let out a scream, completely breaking the dead silence on the field. It also caused the death row prisoners to cry out in alarm. Finally, a trace of fear appeared in their eyes as they looked at Ye Xuan.
Tap — tap — tap.
The wind was light and the clouds were light, untainted by a speck of dust. Ye Xuan strolled on the high platform. With every step he took, it was as if he was stepping on the apex of the hearts of these prisoners, making it difficult for them to breathe.
"In my eyes, Ye Xuan, all of you are a bunch of trash, scum, scum, and maggots in a cesspool." Ye Xuan's voice was cold and emotionless. His eyes were filled with disdain as he looked at these prisoners.
As Ye Xuan's voice fell, the expressions of the thousands of death row prisoners changed. Some of them even took out sharp weapons sharpened from toothbrushes from their arms, and their gazes towards Ye Xuan became extremely fierce.
Although Ye Xuan had displayed a bloody scene, these people were not frightened. After all, they were all people who were about to die, and had long been prepared to die. They were not so afraid that they did not dare to attack Ye Xuan.
"Sir, don't think that just because you're an Ancient Martial Artist that you can make us afraid just because you killed Old Li San. Why don't you tell us why you're here?" The young man with the gold-rimmed glasses strolled out, looking at Ye Xuan with a puzzled expression.
Ye Xuan could completely see that this young man was an extremely shrewd person. This made him nod with slight satisfaction, and he said, "You're very good. You're not as stupid as them."
As Ye Xuan said this, he looked at the death row prisoners in a scrutinizing manner. His voice was strange and sinister as he said, "I'm here today to play a game with you."
"The rules of this game are very simple. There is no time limit. With this field as the boundary, the thousands of you will kill each other. No matter what method you use, as long as you kill your companions around you, the first hundred people who survive will become the final victors..."
As Ye Xuan said this, his voice paused slightly, and his expression became increasingly strange. He said, "Of course, this game naturally has the rewards you want. The hundred people who survive will not be executed, and will also leave this prison with me. From then on, you will become Ye Xuan's lackeys."
As Ye Xuan's words fell, the thousands of death row prisoners became deathly silent. Only the sound of heavy breathing could be heard from the crowd, and an extremely oppressive atmosphere grew in the crowd.
How important was life?
If not for the desperate situation, no one would want to die. These death row prisoners were no exception.
"Why should we believe you?"
"Everyone, don't believe him. He's making us kill each other."
After the silence, someone loudly refuted Ye Xuan.
"You are all people who will die. You have no choice. Whether you believe or not, it's all up to you."
"Now, the game begins!"
Like a demon's temptation, like a devil's guidance, Ye Xuan's smile was strange and sinister, and it caused the entire field to once again sink into an oppressive atmosphere. Some people quickly kept a distance from the people around them, and their faces were full of vigilance.
"Second brother, you and I are sworn brothers. Why are you so far away from me? Do you really believe this person's nonsense?"
In a remote corner, a large man with dark skin was bitterly and hatefully rebuking a young man. His face was filled with extreme sadness.
"Big … Big brother … I …!"
Looking at the large man's sorrowful appearance, the young man bit his lips, and guilt appeared in his eyes.
Yes, this was his big brother who had been sworn brothers for ten years. What was wrong with him?
Could it be that he did not even trust his sworn brother?
Looking at the young man's guilty face, the large man laughed boldly and strode towards the young man. He said, "Second brother, do you still remember that when you and I became sworn brothers, we swore together that even if we were not born on the same year, month, and day, we would die on the same year, month, and day. Even if we were sentenced to death, we would still be good men after eighteen years. Big brother has never regretted knowing you."
"Big brother, I was wrong. I should not have doubted you."
Hearing the large man's bold words, the young man's mind was shaken, and he directly choked with sobs. He strode forward and knelt in front of the large man, and tears of guilt fell from his eyes.
"Second brother!"
The large man's face was still bold, as if he had already given up his life. He stretched out his hand and pressed on the young man's shoulder, as if he wanted to help him up. However, at this moment, a cruel and cold smile appeared on the large man's face.
Crack!
It was vicious and as fast as the wind. Before the young man could react, the large man's broad palms were like two iron pliers, and they directly grabbed the young man's neck. Under the effect of a huge force, the young man's neck was irregularly twisted, and a large amount of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth.
"Ugh … Ugh!"
The young man's eyes were filled with fear, and he stared at his sworn brother in front of him. His body was constantly twitching, and he was desperately struggling. However, the large man's face was ferocious, and his hands were holding the young man's neck, and his eyes were filled with madness and excitement.
"Die, die."
The large man laughed madly, and his eyes were filled with madness. He said, "Second brother, I'm sorry. I don't want to do this either, but only by killing you first will I have a glimmer of hope to survive. Don't you think so?"
The young man struggled in pain. He wanted to roar, and he wanted to roar even more. However, as the large man's strength increased, the young man could clearly feel that his throat was breaking, and his tongue was already sticking out. He was already in a situation where he was going to die.
If the young man had known that this would be the result, he would have made the first move to gain the upper hand. However, there was no medicine for regret in this world. In the end, he could only have his neck broken by his so-called sworn brother and die.
Unwilling, angry, resentful, and regretful. With these complex emotions, the young man's body stiffened, and he finally stopped breathing. However, his eyes were wide open before he died, proving that he died with regrets.
Bang!
The large man threw the young man's body on the ground like he was throwing away garbage, and his face was even more cruel and fierce. He looked around at the prisoners present, and then quickly took out two chopsticks from his chest. The sharp wooden tip seemed to be emitting a bloodthirsty light, and he was cautious and ruthless against the other prisoners.
Such a scene naturally fell into the eyes of thousands of prisoners, and it was also because of this scene that the prisoners present were in a complete mess. The trust between people was gone, and everyone quickly kept a distance from the people around them. Even if they were brothers, they did not trust each other.
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