Faced with his yell, several of his subordinates secretly complained.

If you didn’t know what others thought, you also needed to rely on the power of the group to survive, who would be the boss?

After all, this is the judgment of the judge of death, and there is only one person who can survive.

Although they are Chris's men, are they really loyal and willing to give him the opportunity to survive?

In fact, when they caught up with Babya just now, each of them hoped that the person who killed this guy would be themselves.

It was just that due to the unclear situation and Chris' previous majesty, he did not dare to move around.

This is like the ancient emperor and his ministers. Why don’t the emperor like to form cliques and make private interests? Because only when they don’t understand each other can they dare not rebel.

If a group of ministers gather together and chat with each other, it turns out that no one is a dog emperor, then let's unite and underestimate him! How else can the emperor play?

The same is true now. What Chris and his men really care about is not Chris himself, but about each other.

For example, the subordinate of No. 1 wanted to rebel, but he was worried that No. 2, No. 3 and No. 4 would help Chris, so he did not dare to move around.

But this kind of concern has its limits, once faced with a life-and-death moment...

The dissatisfaction appeared in the hearts of several subordinates and was quickly suppressed.

Then he pretended to be loyal and followed Chris quickly back.

When they returned to their original location, they found that everyone else was there.

Less than a minute later, the last team also returned.

Judging from the man in the team, he obviously had a victory and did not let the other party escape.

"Go toward the next red dot, walk slowly for ten minutes, and then speed up." Chris shouted loudly when he saw that everyone had gathered.

There is nothing we can do about this, they are not Superman.

Even though they were in good physical condition, they were already tired after three hours. If it weren't for death driving them behind their backs, they would have wanted to lie on the ground and stay still after an hour.

Now I want to have a good sleep. If I were in Country M, it would have been one o'clock in the morning, right?

Fatigue, sleepy, and fear of uncertain future. Being able to support the road is like a miracle.

But this kind of overdraft is short-lived after all.

In just a few minutes, people sat on the road and stopped moving.

"No, I want to sleep! It's so painful and uncomfortable! If you don't let me rest, just kill me!" a white man shouted.

"I won't leave anymore, I'll be exhausted if I continue like this."

Just like a contagious virus, more than half of the people went on strike in an instant.

"Shet, damn it! You trash, take out the spirit of going to nightclubs all night to find bitches! Why are they all soft-headed!"

Chris is crazy.

He was also very tired, but he was in a special state of excitement and tension. Therefore, the situation was slightly better than that of others.

Of course, the price is that he will want to give up more than everyone else and then lie on the ground and have a nap.

"Boss, there are no women here, I'll stop doing it. Anyway, it's impossible to get 500 points." A young man wearing glasses and freckles on his face shouted.

His words resonated with others.

When they could hold on before, they also had a glimmer of hope. But now they are so tired that they will die suddenly in the next moment, and the pessimism and despair in their hearts have prevailed.

After working for more than three hours, they didn't get a single point. If they continue like this, they have no hope of living. Since that's the case, why do they still suffer in the last time of their lives?

Wouldn't it be better to lie in place, have a beautiful sleep, and then be killed by the judge of death in your sleep?

"you!"

Chris looked at the people lying down, murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

If you can't help him deal with the enemy, you might as well contribute points to him!

However, when facing his subordinates with a large number of people and heavy influence, he must make a long-term plan.

So he set his sights on Osac and the others.

"Osac, Bia, Irving, come with me."

Chris suddenly said to several senior executives who are second only to him.

The murderous intent in his eyes was very perfectly concealed, so although these people were a little confused, they did not expect that Chris was so crazy that he wanted to kill them.

They just thought Chris was facing the current situation and wanted to discuss with them how to deal with it.

So after seeing Chris walking into the ruins in the distance, a total of six people followed him up.

Because this situation is not what they want to see now.

"Boss, do you have a way to solve the current problem?"

After coming to a corner that no one else could see, Osac couldn't help asking Chris in front of him.

He turned around expressionlessly and said, "Of course there is a way! But..."

Swish!

A sword light flashed quickly.

Osac was stunned with Biya beside him, frightened, angry, and unwilling to look at Chris ahead.

But I couldn't cover the blood that was shot out from the wounds of my neck.

"Chris, what are you doing!"

The remaining four people were frightened and raised their machetes and roared at him.

"It's too late, of course I want to kill you!"

They had ambition but no intention. Even though the remaining four people responded immediately, they were in a state of panic. They raised their machetes just instinctively self-protection behavior, but there was no way to deal with the next step in their minds.

So in the face of the machete that Chris waved immediately, their pupils widened, but they didn't know what to do.

At this moment, their bodies were stiff and their hands were out of control!

Swish swish swish swish!

It was not until the three more people died that the last person reacted and hurriedly held Chris' attack with a knife, but it seemed very embarrassed.

Facing Chris's next chop like a storm, he was like a small boat floating on the sea, and could capsize under the waves at any time.
Chapter completed!