Chapter 6812: Life and death sign-6

"The choice is to chop off your hands or your feet, maybe goug your eyes, cut your tongue, cut off your ears... or even peel off your whole body..."
When he talked about all this, his face remained unchanged.
It seems that all of this has become accustomed to him.
"And when you are injured, those first people will give you a chance to heal and give you time to rest and save your life... But when you are about to recover, you will be selected to participate in the next round. The life and death lottery is very slow..."
Feng Chenglin interrupted him: "With this kind of living method, life is better than death, it is better to just die..."
Qing Shui laughed: "The saddest thing in this world... is that when you want to live, there are countless people with countless hands who want you to die, but when you want to die, no one is willing to help you. Let you go to Huangquan Road..."
Wu Bai said in a deep voice: "Do you think these people don't want to die? They just can't die!!"
"... Then resist," Feng Chenglin pressed his throat: "I really can't do it, can we go on a hunger strike? Our proud death is not far from such a stubborn life..."
"Fatty!" Ling Luoyu interrupted him in a low voice: "If you don't know the suffering of others, you are not qualified to make others kind!"
People who are not in the cage above will never know what they are thinking.
Someone was dragged out amid the drumbeat of "dongdongdong".
The man yelled "Uuuuuuuuu", but he couldn't say a complete word.
Everyone's hearts sank.
No one spoke, no one moved, everyone just stood there, watching the Miao family, like a soft fish, being dragged out of the cage and thrown on the high platform.
The high platform has been soaked in blood for many years, and it has turned purple and black.
After being thrown on top, the man struggled desperately, but was stepped on his back by a strong man.
"What are you afraid of? I think your hands and feet are still there. Today is just a small injury, and it won't kill you...Let’s say, what fingers do you choose today, toes... or ears, Nose, eyes???"
He sharpened a sharp knife in one hand and a sharpening stone in the other, sharpening it "huohuo".
At the same time, his gaze swept carefully from front to back.
"I think you have fingers or toes... choose any one? Or just toes. Anyway, you are in the cage now, and you don’t need to do anything. As for your hands, you can keep your toes and toes. ...... Is it useless?"
The big man bends down slightly, tilting his head and looking at the person under his feet.
"If you agree, just nod your head, if you disagree, just shake your head, it's okay... Don't take your toes, fingers, we can change to another place..."
The man of the Miao family just whimpered and didn't know if he was crying or cursing.
The big man tilted his head, listened carefully for a while, and nodded: "Well, I think so too. So, let's choose the toe!"
Feng Chenglin couldn't help widening his eyes: "Did he say something? Why didn't I hear anything?"
Is there a problem with his ears, or is there too much play for this answer?
He didn't hear anything at all.
Ling Luoyu looked sideways: "Just hear it in your heart!"