Chapter 509
Mr. President Dotes On His Wife Crazily
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509 Brother, youâre not giving me face
The strong survive and the weak are eliminated.
What a realistic and cruel test.
The two people who were walking in front of Wen Muchu had accidentally touched a mechanism. The ground suddenly split open and revealed a rolling steel knife. The steel knife turned extremely fast and in almost a second, the two of them were caught in it.
The two men didnât even have time to escape before they fell into the steel knife.
Almost in the next second, the ground closed up again, and the rolling steel knife disappeared. The person who was twisted also disappeared in front of everyone.
As Wen Muchu was behind the two men, the blood from the cut of the steel knife sprayed onto his face.
Wen Muchu raised his hand and wiped the warm blood off with his sleeve as he watched the two of them disappear from his sight.
There was a monstrous anger in his eyes.
He gritted his teeth tightly and clenched his fists. His body exuded a cold air that prevented others from approaching.
Cruel, cold-blooded, and beyond the moral bottom line.
This was the second trial, a test.
It had been almost a day and a night since the twenty of them had arrived at this passage.
Out of the twenty people who had entered, almost ten had died.
There were only ten of them left, and each of them had a look of fear and apprehension on their faces.
Wen Muchu closed his eyes slightly, trying to ease the anger in his heart.
The most important thing for him now was not to be angry at their cold-blooded and cruel system, but to get out of here. He wanted to move forward step by step towards the goal he had set.
The higher he climbed, the greater the power he held, and the more he would have the right to speak.
Only then could he say no to the cruel system that had lost its moral bottom line.
Suddenly, his shoulder was patted gently from behind.
Wen Muchu immediately opened his eyes and looked at the person who was patting his shoulder.
The man had dark skin, a full beard, a pair of big round eyes, and a strong body. He was the kind of man who was tough.
âBrother, itâs a good thing you dodged it just now. Otherwise, youâd also become a ghost under that steel blade. I see that youâre quite skilled. Why donât we cooperate? In this second round, the final number of people who won was six. Now, ten people had died, and there were ten people left. As long as four more people die, weâll win. Rather than waiting for death here, why donât we take the initiative to attack? other than you and me, I still have two other companions. If the four of us kill one person each, wonât we pass this stage?â The dark-skinned brawny man revealed his white teeth and laughed. He glanced at his two brothers behind him and suggested in a low voice.
Wen Muchu pursed his thin lips and followed his gaze, looking at the other two people behind the burly man.
One of them had fair skin and delicate facial features, but his eyes were full of maliciousness. One look and you could tell that he was not a kind person. His whole body was filled with a murderous aura that could not be hidden no matter what.
The other person was a thin man of average height.
He had an aquiline nose and a pair of green eyes. When his eyes met Wen Muchuâs, he grinned.
Wen Muchu clenched the gun in his hand tightly. If he remembered correctly, these three men were quite skilled.
At the first stage, he had already experienced the strength of this dark-skinned brawny man. At that time, if he had not run quickly, he would have long been a dead soul under this manâs spear.
If he were to fight one against three, he wasnât very confident that he could subdue them.
After all, they were all extraordinary experts who had made it to the second stage. They were not the weaklings that he had met during normal times.
It was obvious that the three of them had their eyes on him.
The dark-skinned burly man noticed Wen Muchuâs hesitation. He chuckled and introduced himself first, â âBrother, let me introduce myself. My name is Wang Cheng. Iâm best at long-range shooting and close combat. The one with white skin behind me is called Zhang Liuyang. Heâs best at fighting, bomb defusing, fighting, shooting, and heâs good at everything. The person behind whoâs smiling like a fool is called silly Zhou. Heâs a good marksman and his martial arts is the best among the three of us.â
Wen Muchu raised his brows slightly. He did not know if Wang Cheng was really introducing himself or showing off to him that the combined strength of the three of them was so awesome.
âWhat do you think, brother? I can guarantee that if you form an alliance with us, we will only win and not lose. Weâve already wasted enough time in this second stage. Letâs quickly finish off the rest and go out to take a bath and eat. Itâs better to have a good sleep than to suffer here, donât you think?â Wang Cheng still had a smile on his face, and he looked very kind and gentle.
Wen Muchu had seen the most brutal side of these three people. Naturally, he would not be deceived by their superficial appearance.
Therefore, he shifted his gaze away from the three of them and slowly got up.
âIâm sorry, I like to be alone.â
Wang Cheng raised his eyebrows slightly, a trace of surprise flashing through his eyes.
He thought that if he took the initiative to throw out this extremely tempting olive branch, this brat would definitely be so happy that he would forget home and agree immediately.
After gaining his trust, the three of them would make their next move.
According to his observations in the past few days, he felt that this kid was not an easy character to deal with.
Hence, he wanted to make use of this opportunity to take Wen Muchu down completely.
However, he had never expected that this kid would actually reject him directly.
Seriously, she didnât even leave him any room for imagination.
Wang Cheng slowly let go of Wen Muchuâs shoulder and the smile on his face slowly faded.
âSo, brother, youâre not giving me face?â
Wen Muchu sneered,âface?â In this place, do you think your face is more important than your life? Wang Cheng, right? Iâve already seen through your thoughts, so I advise you not to waste your time on me. â
Zhang Liuyang, who was behind Wang Cheng, clenched his fist and stepped forward. âBig brother, let me end this bratâs life!â
Wang Cheng quickly stopped him.
His eyes were the most accurate in judging people. Even if the three of them joined forces, they would probably not be Wen Muchuâs match.
In a head-on confrontation, they might be the unlucky ones.
Wang Cheng didnât want to take the risk.
âSince he doesnât know whatâs good for him, then letâs choose someone else to form an alliance. Letâs just wait and see how heâll be killed by this sudden trap. Letâs go.â
He patted Zhang Liuyangâs shoulder, then looked at Zhou Peng.
After working together for the past few days, Zhang Liuyang and Zhou Peng had long trusted each other. They would also obey any decision made by Wang Cheng.
Therefore, although they were a little angry with Wen Muchu, they still listened to Wang Cheng and did not have a direct conflict with him.
Wen Muchu no longer looked at the three of them. He took the lead and crossed the obstacle in front of him. Step by step, he walked along the bare white wall and walked forward.