"I knocked down a soldier!"

"Me too! Can I go out now?"

The blond man laughed so hard that his waist bent. He waved his hand and said, "Open the door and let them out!"

Ten more hostages were released.

But it left behind pools of scarlet blood.

It was shed by members of the special forces who implemented the policy of non-resistance.

Each of them had stab wounds on their bodies, but their expressions were still very calm. They helped each other get up, and then treated the wounds in silence.

They are not afraid of death, nor are they worried about excessive blood loss. But they must be treated and then stand up to face the challenge of the second hostage.

If they don't get up, the hostages can't get out. This seems to be their only option to rescue the hostages.

"I want to challenge!"

"Give me a dagger!"

"I want it too!"

The blond man smiled and handed them the blade and said: "The second round of challenge will be in one minute."

"Can't you do it now?" a middle-aged man in a straight suit asked.

He saw hope.

He hoped that he could defeat the opponent immediately and leave this damn place!

"They are treating themselves." The blond man said with a half-smile.

treat?

Not just physically, but mentally as well.

They want to rescue them out.

They want them dead.

Is there anything more cynical than this in the world?

The middle-aged man waited patiently until the soldiers bandaged the wound simply and quickly. The blond man just gave the order: "The second round of challenge begins now!"

The middle-aged man grabbed the dagger and rushed forward crazily!

He had never fought with anyone in his life, but at this moment, he needed to fight for his life. From a certain point of view, he felt that he was a warrior. A warrior fighting for survival.

He didn't know if stabbing the opponent with a knife would kill him. But he couldn't care less. If the opponent didn't fall down, he would die.

Whoosh!

He stabbed the woman in the chest with a knife. Like a wild beast, he refused to stop until he bit the woman to death.

Phew!

The blade failed to hit the woman's heart and was caught by her bare hands.

Blood slowly flowed from the dagger. The woman just held the dagger tightly, neither fighting back nor retreating.

The middle-aged man struggled hard and tried to pull out the dagger.

But the opponent's strength was too great, and he couldn't pull it out at all. He raised his head slightly, suddenly caught the woman's gaze, and then lowered his head with a guilty conscience. He gritted his teeth and kicked the opponent's stomach hard.

Deng Deng Deng.

The woman stumbled a few times, and because of injuries to her legs, she finally fell heavily to the ground.

The middle-aged man seemed to be in a fighting state. When the woman fell to the ground, he grasped the blade again and stabbed the woman lying on the ground. It seemed that in his eyes, only by killing the woman could he get out of this door that isolates the world.
Chapter completed!