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Just pull a few ropes of different colors and put them aside, and let the player choose one to cut it.

Among these ropes, there is a heavy object connected to the player's head. If the corresponding rope is cut, the heavy object above will fall and hit the player's head.

Some are like bomb disposal.

Most of the heavy objects in normal variety shows are plastic basins or wooden boards with relatively low lethality, so that they will not hurt the guests after being smashed.

But Carnival is not a normal variety show.

The top people wanted to install a bomb directly on the other end of the rope, but considering that weapons with too much lethality would affect the audience, they chose a guillotine that would not accidentally hurt others.

In this way, the audience on the side will be splattered with blood or chopped down and hit on their heads, which are still jumping.

Of course, this will not cause any harm, and even psychological shadows will not be left behind.

The huge guillotine was right in the middle of the stage. At this time, a low-class performer was pressed under the guillotine. Not far ahead of him were seven thick lines of different colors.

Another inferior man was standing in front of these colorful ropes with scissors.

The person on the guillotine cannot choose his own color, he can only watch others cut the rope connecting his life.

At this time, the seven ropes had been cut three, and the person in front of the rope was trembling with his hands to extend the scissors towards the remaining one.

The sound of "click" the thick rope being cut off sounded on the stage.

007 behind the curtain held her breath and looked at the guillotine on the stage without blinking.

No movement.

The guillotine did not fall, it seemed that the one just now was not the key one.

The person under the guillotine breathed a sigh of relief, but the person holding the scissors had a more nervous expression.

007 glanced at their faces and turned their eyes to the corner on the other side of the stage. There were more human bodies stacked there, a few more headless corpses, and the more were the underdogs who died on the show Happy Guillotine.

Some of their fallen heads rolled into the corner, and some fell at the feet of the upper class audience and were kicked around.

The host's voice came from the stage, and his voice was sluggish: "I didn't expect that it would be fine if four wires were cut. Everyone sees that only three wires are left and not cut! If the guillotine has not fallen yet when the last wire is left, then the surviving lower-class person will replace the position of the thread-cutter, and the current thread-cutter will be the next person to the guillotine."

The rules of the game are simple.

At the beginning, a inferior person was selected as the thread cutting agent. This person was not in danger of life at the beginning and was only responsible for thread cutting.

But if the guillotine cut off six threads and guillotines have not fallen yet, then the cutter will be pushed to the guillotine, and the surviving lower-class man will become the new cutter.

So the clutcher hopes that the lower-class person on the guillotine will die immediately.

The lower-class people on the guillotine have been looking forward to switching positions with the informant.

The superiors were sadistic and the inferiors were plotting against each other.

All are enemies.

007 looked behind the scenes at the audience carnival and at the inferior people with ulterior motives on the stage, she felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

After the show was finished, it was her turn to go on stage.

Until now, she still doesn't know what kind of program she will draw.

Look at these inferior people, I'm afraid I will be cheated badly after I come to the stage later.

007 missed Gu Mian again. She didn't know that the children had been scrapped, so she was still a little worried: "I don't know if those children would have any means, Gu Mian wouldn't have cracked..."

She still remembered the words of the Snake Head Mask that the underclassman was cracked before.

Just as I was thinking about 007, the understander who was cutting the rope on the stage cut a rope.

The people under the guillotine are safe and sound.

The person who cuts the rope still doesn't cut the key one.

There are only two left now.

007 looked at the stage secretly and saw a long group of people behind the guillotine. This game should last for a while.

She began to think about how to survive her performance.

If Gu Mian is here...

007 began to figure out Gu Mian's thinking. She felt that this might lead to thinking about the way of birth: "What would he do if Gu Mian was here?"

Well, if he was asked to cut the thread, he would probably cut it all while everyone was not aware of it, and then he would raise his waist to the audience and make a "hahahaha" laugh...

007 My mind was full of pictures of Gu Mian smiling wildly with his waist on his back.

If he is not allowed to cut the thread and press him under the guillotine, he will most likely rise up and fight to kill the thread cutting, and then cut all the scissors when everyone is not aware of it, and let out a "hahahaha" laughter...

At this moment, 007's mind was occupied by Gu Mian's demonic laughter.

Of course, these were all fantasized by her. In 007's memory, Gu Mian seemed to have never let out such a crazy laugh.

At this moment, Gu Mian didn't know that he was laughing with his hips on his head, and he was seriously searching for the floor.

Not long ago, he searched the entire fourth floor and found nothing.

Now he has arrived on the third floor.

On this floor, you can hear the sound from the carnival hall on the first floor more clearly. He stood in front of a window in a room and looked down, and saw the huge guillotine in the middle of the stage at a glance.

At this time, a low-class man was pressed under the guillotine, and next to him was another low-class man holding a pair of scissors in his hand. In front of him was a yellow and a blue line.

The person holding the scissors seemed to be in a state of confusion, and he was standing there for a long time without moving.

Just a glance at Gu Mian will tell what the following program is: "It's a game that can create jumping heads."

There were indeed several heads jumping underneath - they were being kicked as balls by the audience.

"It's a pity that I can't attend such a happy holiday!" Gu Mian looked at the happy audience below and made up his mind, "If I have time to finish the business later, I must go on stage!"

To bring joy to the audience.

Just as Gu Mian was thinking about how to create happiness, Yu Guang suddenly glanced at a familiar face in the corner of the audience.

Killing teacher.

The pink shirt is still very eye-catching.

I saw Teacher Killing sitting at the edge of the audience, tilting his head to look at the corner next to him, his mouth still opening and closing, as if he was talking to someone.