Mr. President Dotes On His Wife Crazily

The strong survive, the weak are eliminated.

Such a realistic and cruel test.

The two people who had just walked in front of Wen Muchu accidentally touched the mechanism, and the ground suddenly cracked, revealing a rolling steel knife. The steel knife turned extremely fast, almost every minute and second. Two people got involved.

The two men had no time to escape, so they fell completely into the steel knife.

Immediately, almost in the next second, the ground closed again, the tumbling steel knife disappeared, and the stranded person disappeared in front of everyone.

Because Wen Muchu was a little behind the two people, the blood reamed by the steel knife sprayed on Wen Muchu's face.

Wen Muchu raised his hand, wiped the warm blood with his sleeve, and looked at the two people who disappeared in front of him.

There was a monstrous anger in his eyes.

He gritted his teeth tightly, clenched his fists, and exuded the coldness that no one else should enter.

Cruel, cold-blooded, breaking through the moral bottom line.

This is the second level, test.

Twenty of them came to this passage for almost a day and a night.

Twenty people came in, and now almost ten people are dead.

There are still ten, and everyone has panic and anxiety on their faces.

Wen Muchu closed his eyes slightly and eased the anger in his heart a little bit.

The most important thing for him at the moment is not to anger their cold-blooded and cruel system, but that he wants to go out, and he wants to move forward step by step toward the goal he set.

Only the higher he climbs and the greater the power he has, can he have the right to speak.

In order to say no to the cruel system that has lost its moral bottom line.

Suddenly, someone patted his shoulder gently from behind.

Wen Muchu immediately opened his eyes alertly and looked at the person behind who patted him on the shoulder.

The man was dark-skinned, his face was full of beard, his eyes were big and round, his body was also strong, he belonged to the kind of tough guy.

"Brother, fortunately, you just got out of the way, otherwise you will also become a ghost under the steel knife. I think you are good at it, how about our cooperation? This second level, the final place to win is six Now, ten people have died, and ten people remain. As long as four more people die, then we can win. Rather than waiting to die here, we should take the initiative. Besides you and me, I have two partners. Let’s four Killing a human head by one person, won't this level pass?" The black-skinned man, with a mouthful of white teeth, smiled, glanced at the two brothers behind him, and then whispered.

Wen Muchu pursed his thin lips, following his gaze, he looked at the other two people behind the strong man.

A person has fair skin and exquisite features, but those eyes are full of gloomy birds, which is not good at first sight, and the full of evil spirits can't hide it anyway.

And the other person was a thin man who was not tall.

He had a hooked nose, and his eyes were glowing green. When he met Wen Muchu's gaze, he grinned.

Wen Muchu clenched the gun in his hand vigilantly. If he remembers correctly, these three people are all very good.

When he was in the first level, he had already tasted the strength of this brawny dark-skinned man. At that time, if he hadn't run fast, he would have become the soul of this man.

If he takes one to three, he is not sure that he can subdue them.

After all, they are all masters who have reached the second level. It is not unusual that the soft-footed shrimp he met can be compared.

Obviously, these three people seemed to be eyeing him.

The dark-skinned man hesitated looking at Wen Muchu. He hesitated and introduced himself first: "Brother, first introduce myself. My name is Wang Cheng. My best is long-range shooting and close combat. The white-skinned person behind me is Zhang Liuyang. What he is best at is fighting, bomb disposal, fighting, and shooting. He is proficient in all aspects.... The man behind who smiles like a fool is called fool Zhou... …His marksmanship is accurate and his skill is the best of the three of us."

Wen Muchu raised his eyebrows slightly. He didn't know whether Wang Cheng was actually introducing himself or showing off to him. How awesome the strength of the three of them combined is.

"What kind of brother, I can guarantee that you and our alliance, we will only win and not lose. For this second level, we have had enough time wasted. Let's take care of the rest and go out to take a bath and eat. , Take him a good night's sleep...It's better than suffering here, don't you think?" Wang Cheng still has a smiling face on his face, his face is very talkative and gentle.

Wen Muchu saw the most brutal appearance of these three people, and he would naturally not be deceived by what they looked like.

Therefore, his gaze moved away from the three of them and slowly got up.

"Sorry, I like to be alone..."

Wang Cheng raised his eyebrows slightly, a trace of surprise flashed across his eyes.

He thought that if he took the initiative to throw out this extremely tempting olive branch, this kid would be reluctant to agree immediately.

After gaining his trust, the three of them will do the next action.

Based on his secret observations over the past few days, he feels that this kid is not a good role to deal with.

Therefore, he wanted to use this opportunity to completely take Wen Muchu down.

But he never expected that this kid would directly reject him.

Really, give him no room for fantasy.

Wang Cheng slowly loosened Wen Muchu's shoulders, and the smile at the corners of his mouth was also suppressed inch by inch.

"So, brother, don't you give me this face?"

Wen Muchu sneered: "Face? Here, do you think face is more important or life is more important? Wang Cheng, right? I have already seen your mind, so I advise you not to spend your time on me and waste your time. "

Zhang Liuyang behind Wang Cheng clenched his fists and stepped forward: "Brother, let me kill this kid..."

Wang Cheng quickly stopped it.

He sees people with the most accurate eyes. Together, the three of them are probably not Wen Muchu's opponent.

Head-on head-on, it may be them who suffer.

Wang Cheng didn't want to take risks.

"Since he doesn't know what's good or bad, let's choose another alliance. Let's wait and see how he was killed by this sudden trap alone... Let's go."

He patted Zhang Liuyang on the shoulder and looked at Zhou Peng again.

Zhang Liuyang and Zhou Peng have already trusted each other after the three people cooperated over the past few days, and they both obeyed any decision of Wang Cheng.

Therefore, although they had a slight anger towards Wen Muchu, they finally obeyed Wang Cheng's words and did not have a direct conflict with Wen Muchu.

Wen Muchu never looked at the three of them again, and took the lead over the obstacle in front of him, step by step along the bare white wall, walking forward.