Livestream: The Adjudicator of Death - Chapter 191

Chapter 191: I’ll Fight You to the Death

At the NYPD…

Seeing the two of them come to an agreement, it was beyond everyone’s expectations.

“I didn’t expect Peter to agree so readily.”

“Yeah, I thought they would give in to each other and take turns to be bait. I didn’t expect Peter to stop fooling around so quickly.”

“It’s not fooling, but Peter has a sense of the big picture. He wants to leave this place alive. This is also the best way for them to preserve their strength. Maybe they can really leave this place alive.”

In the darkness, Jack looked at the two people who had come to an agreement, and a sarcastic smile curled up on his lips.

“You thought of it so quickly. Not bad, not bad. It’s a pity that it’s still not enough.”

The two people were ready. Peter looked at the sharp iron hook for the whole day, and his face was full of regret.

He regretted that his clothes had been torn and bandaged in the first round of the game. Otherwise, he could have used his clothes to make a rope to wrap around his body and then hung it on the iron hook. However, it was summer now, and his body was covered in thin shirts. Putting aside whether or not he could support the weight of his entire body, even if he could, he did not have the courage to try.

And the most crucial belt had also been taken away by the Death Judge.

“F*ck. This game was all designed. First, the first giant tore our clothes. By the second round, none of us would be able to use it. We still don’t know what tricks the Death Judge will play next.”

Hearing their words, the netizens finally came to a realization.

“Oh my god, I was only focused on watching the game. Only now did I realize that this game was actually designed in such a way that not a single drop of water could be seen.”

“The streamer is too amazing. He can think of everything in advance. He is indeed worthy of being an eternal god.”

“The Death Judge has thought of every detail. Every death livestream is an exhibition of art.”

“I found that every time the Death Judge makes a live broadcast, we gain knowledge. It’s better to travel thousands of miles than to read thousands of books. The all-around logic of thinking makes you have nowhere to go.”

The netizens could not help but give the Death Judge a wave of rewards.

Adonis also did not expect that their clothes were either bandaging wounds or blocking holes at the back. The clothes they were wearing now were still tattered and could not support the weight of a person at all. He hesitated for a moment and said, “Should we take out the clothes in the back?”

Peter’s face turned black and he snorted, “No need!”

Half of the time had passed. Peter gritted his teeth, picked up the sharp hook, and hooked it on his left collarbone.

Puchi!

It was as if he had pierced a blood bag, and blood gushed out.

“F*ck!”

Peter shivered in pain, but he did not hesitate and pulled the other hook over.

Then, he lifted the hook and cut through the lute bone. Blood dripped from the dark tip of the hook.

“Come!” Peter shouted at Adonis.

Adonis wrapped the cloth with both hands and gave Peter a look that said we will win. Then, he held the iron thorn with both hands and slowly exerted force. As the iron thorn fell, Peter slowly rose.

“Ah, f*ck!”

Peter’s body trembled violently. The sound of the iron hook rubbing against his collarbone was like the sound of bone scraping and curing poison. The cracking sound was so ear-piercing.

Adonis looked at him. “Hold on!”

After saying that, with a creak, he pulled down another section of the iron chain. Peter rose into the air and shook slightly in the air. The sound of the iron hook rubbing against the bone was like the sound of a knife cutting through bone. Peter was in so much pain that he broke out in cold sweat and his eyes bulged out. He wished he could die right then and there.

“Ahhhhhh!”

Hearing Peter’s miserable cry, Adonis was secretly delighted and shouted, “Hold on! We’re about to succeed.”

As Adonis spoke, he pulled on the iron chain. However, he was not in a good mood either. The spikes had already cut through the cloth and pierced deeply into his flesh, cutting open his palm. Fresh blood dripped down and dyed the black iron chain bright red.

Creak Creak.

Peter’s body rose to the top bit by bit. In less than a minute, he had already reached the top.

Looking at the wire connector that was close at hand, a hint of joy appeared on Peter’s ferocious face.

He stretched out his hand to pull the wire up and then connected it.

“Great! It worked!”

Adonis, who was on the ground, was extremely surprised. Only three minutes had passed.

Peter was also very happy, but in the next second, he was dumbfounded.

“F*ck! How am I supposed to go down?”

When he said this, Adonis was also stunned. The iron chain could only be pulled in one direction. Peter could not pull it down by himself. The iron chain here was almost pulled to the end, and there was nothing he could do.

Technically, it was a dead end.

He had completely walked into a dead end.

How was he going to solve this?

There was no solution.

“Haha! Now that I’m up, how do I go down? This is just like when I climbed up a tree when I was young. When I climbed up, I felt very satisfied, but when I finally needed to go down, I was dumbfounded. In the end, it was my brothers in the village who would get a ladder for me just to get me down. Maybe I’ll just jump down. Life and death are fated. Maybe I’ll be lucky and not die from falling.”

Meanwhile, Monica raised her eyebrows and said, “When you do a math problem and you can’t solve it, you can basically confirm that your thinking is wrong. In a situation like this, this is not how the game is played.”

“The problem is that if you don’t play like this, how can you play? If you pull yourself up, you won’t be able to get down. If you don’t go up, you won’t be able to pass the third level.” Willie felt that his brain cells were being squeezed dry.

“Do you guys think there’s such a possibility?” At this moment, Loggins, who was standing aside, paused for a moment. When he saw everyone’s eyes on him, he carefully said, “The Death Inquisitor neglected it when he was designing the game.”

“Impossible!”

Ross and Monica said in unison, their tone determined.

In their opinion, the Death Inquisitor couldn’t make a mistake. He was a perfectionist, and he had compelling evidence in designing the game, so it was impossible for him to make a mistake.

“I have now confirmed that this is not the best game plan. Our thinking direction is wrong, or we have fallen into a thinking trap again,” Monica said affirmatively.

Everyone present had a look of fear on their faces. They were full of confidence just now, but in the blink of an eye, they were all annihilated. They had fallen too quickly.

At this time, Adonis raised his head and said, “Wrap your hands with a piece of cloth and slide down from the chains on both sides.”

“F*ck. If I slide down like this, won’t my hands become useless?”Peter shouted angrily, but his hands were already wrapped with a piece of cloth.

When it was almost done, Peter reached out and grabbed the chain above the hook. He had to remove the hook from his collarbone now.

But it was easy to enter and difficult to come out because there was a barb on the hook.

Peter tried a few times and was in so much pain that he was sweating all over.

“Ahhh!”

He panted heavily, and then he looked at the time. There were only four minutes left.

“F*ck! I’ll fight you to the death!”