LIVESTREAM: The Jury of Death

chapter 31

Beep beep beep beep beep!

The timer voice continues.

Death approaches.

Death was imminent, and fear increased in each of the three students in the broadcast room.

Their bodies were bathed in cold sweat, and it was as if they were taking cold showers. They were shivering all over their bodies.

"It's not like that! Not like that! Dad, Mom, save me!”

"I'm still young. I don't want to die. Please let me go! I will do anything!”

Chapman and Grant looked pleading in their faces. The fear of death was written all over their faces.

Meanwhile, Chris was panting and greedy. Droplets of cold sweat poured down the rotting flesh on his cheeks, sending waves of deadly pain. He reached out to wipe her and realized that her body was already covered in cold sweat. That's slippery.

Chris was suddenly stunned. He moved his hand down and pushed the collar around his neck upwards. The collar snagged under his chin, leaving room for him to take it off.

If he wants to take it off, his collar should be bigger or his head should be smaller.

After despair is madness.

“I will not die, I will not die. I want to go home." Chris suddenly shouted and ran to the table to retrieve the steel wire rod that was still covered in blood.

The next action shocked everyone.

They watched as he used the soul of the steel wire to scratch his chin violently.

Creaky creaking creaking.

It was as if he was scraping his own flesh.

His attacks were heavy and cruel. In an instant, his flesh was in a mess. The pieces of human skin were peeled off, and the flesh inside was also scratched into a mess and rolled up.

“F *ck! This girl is crazy!”

“He's not crazy. He just doesn't want to die!”

Spectators surprised. Chapman and Grant, who were standing in front of Chris, were so frightened that their legs went numb. The scene before their eyes was too bloody and terrifying. It was as if they were watching a horror movie. His skin, flesh, and blood were falling.

That's too disgusting!

“Chapman, her, her, her... What the hell is he doing? Is he crazy?” Grant was so scared that he stuttered.

"He wants to take off his collar!" After Chapman said that, he darted and picked up a fruit knife on the table. Without blinking, he cut the meat on his chin and then quickly cut the meat on it.

hissing hissing hissing .

His blood was like a pump that kept flowing out.

“I also can't die. I want to survive, I want to survive!” Chapman said while crazily tearing his flesh.

Pa! Pa! Pa!

The bloody piece of meat fell to the ground. In no time, Chapman finished cutting the meat on his chin. He began to cut the meat in his lower jaw like an expert butcher with a knife.

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no..." Grant shouted and pulled hard the collar around his neck. However, it was made of metal and did not budge at all. However, he could not cut his own meat. It was too bloody and too cruel.

“I can't do it. I can't do it. Who can save me? Ah, ah, ah! Dad, Mom, I don't want to die!” Grant cried and shouted as his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

Right now, there were still 20 seconds left in the countdown.

Every second that passed, Grant's body shook violently. The coldness on his back increased. He felt that he had fallen into the ice warehouse. A deep chill had invaded his bone marrow.

Sixty seconds became very long.

Sixty seconds became unbearable.

Grant felt this sixty seconds was longer than the past sixteen years.

In the blink of an eye, it was the last ten seconds!

Ten, nine, eight...

Grant felt the time suddenly speed up. A deep, suffocating chill surged into his body, and all of his nerves stiffened at this moment.

However, at this moment, there was a buzzing sound in his head. It was as if the burden on his shoulders had been removed, and his entire body felt relaxed.

"This guy was so scared that he peed!"

"Ha ha ha ha! Today is your day too! Go to hell!"

Dirt and urine flowed into Grant's pants, into his shoes and socks, then into the ground under his feet. The smell spread quickly.

It sounded!

The countdown beat suddenly turned into a long sound, and the countdown reached zero.

Bang out!

Bang out!

Bang out!

Three explosions were heard simultaneously.

Grant's neck was immediately broken, and half of his head was lost in the blast. Half of his mouth was gone, and then his head rolled to the ground. His face and head were covered in dirt and urine, looking terrifying and disgusting. It was as if a human head that had been rotting for days had been removed from the sinkhole. One of his eyeballs had even popped out of his eye sockets, hanging in the corner of his eye. It was a shocking sight.

Bang out!

Grant's body swayed twice before falling to the ground.

But behind his body, two people were still standing there.

The next second, the camera switched.

Tens of millions of spectators were so frightened that they almost peed in their pants. A deep chill flowed from the soles of their feet to their heads, and their bodies were filled with cold sweat.

"Yes God! You scared me to death!”

“You didn't even say hello. This close-up is too scary. Judge wants to scare people to death!”

“I will definitely have nightmares tonight. First, I need to drink a bottle of sleeping pills!”

“You keep watching. I had a heart attack. I want to go to the hospital. Judge too cruel!”

All the spectators were sweating. Even Ross was sweating. The large visual impact disgusted him and made him feel bad. His stomach was nauseous, and he almost vomited.

Chapman and Chris appear in front of the camera.

The two of them finally removed the collar on their necks.

The moment the bomb exploded, Grant's head immediately fell to the ground, but both survived.

But the price was too horrible and too bloody.

Chapman had cut off almost all the flesh on his face, leaving only white bones and fresh blood. At first glance, it looked like a bloody skull. But this skull has two blood-red eyeballs that continue to rotate. They looked like they would fall at any moment.

Chris, who was on the side, was in a worse situation. His right eye had been cut by a steel wire rod during the frenzied cutting process. At this moment, his eye sockets were covered in blood. Parts of the mouth, nose, ears, and others have been cut off. Even his flesh and bones had been scratched by steel wire rods, making him look like a ghost.

"I really don't want to die!" Chris was like a ghost. His voice was very strange, and then with a plop, he fell to the ground and died.

Chapman saw it, and two rows of teeth were separated. With an extremely frightened expression, he smiled half and said, "I'm so scared, I'm really going to die this time."

Plash!

Chapman also fell to the ground, dead.

They're all dead!

None of them survived!

"F*ck!"

Ross hit the table hard.

All their dignity had faded away.

It was a total failure—fail!.