I became a big shot in the quick transmigration world.

Chapter 238 The Apocalypse Elimination Plan 31
Number 9's inner voice screamed for survival: Charge! Charge forward, maybe we really can survive!

This normally frail woman, while encouraging herself, rushed forward shouting.

She swung her fist and punched number 13 in the chest, but it felt like hitting a steel plate.

The other person remained completely still, but her hands were throbbing with pain from the impact.

Number 9 bit her lower lip hard, trying to muster all her strength. But after a few punches, she realized it was useless, so she raised her knee to kick the other person in the groin.

Seeing that his vital spot was about to be attacked, Number 13 finally reacted and took a small step back.

Then he raised his hand and effortlessly caught Number 9's leg, shoving her across to the other side, causing her to fall to the ground.

Number 9 was like a rag doll, easily pushed to the ground.

She braced herself with her hands behind her back, sat up, and sat on the ground.

Only now did she truly realize that the gap between her and the other person was so vast that it was completely insurmountable.

Number 13 wasted no more time. He stepped forward and squatted down. Without using any tricks, he simply reached out and grabbed Number 9 by the neck.

Without hesitation, he tightened his grip.

Number 9 immediately felt suffocated. She stretched out both hands and frantically waved them up and down, trying to scratch the other person's face.

But the other person had a very long reach, and she couldn't reach them at all.

So all she could do was punch and scratch that iron arm.

Number 13 remained unmoved, letting her struggle. Those two hands were like the claws of an animal, only leaving a few bloody marks, unable to shake him at all.

Before long, Number 9's movements became smaller and smaller, and his face became increasingly flushed.

Soon, her eyes began to roll back and her tongue stuck out.

In the end, she had no strength left to struggle. Her hands fell limply to the side, her head turned to one side, and saliva kept drooling from her mouth.

They didn't let go until she showed no signs of life anymore, on the 13th.

He wiped the saliva off his right hand onto the body of the already dead Number 9 before standing up.

Yu Muhuai peered at No. 13 through the iron cage.

Judging from his calm demeanor, this must not be his first time killing someone.

Moreover, this skill level is clearly the result of specialized training.

If he had found a good hiding place, his skills should have been enough to get through the "Day of Slaughter" safely, but unexpectedly, he was still captured by the gatherers.

Seeing that Number 9 was killed so easily, and without the expected scene of flesh being torn open and blood flowing freely, many audience members in the audience booed.

They even started demanding that number 13 play again, otherwise it would be too boring.

The host was only briefly stunned before quickly adapting to the situation and suggesting that he would speak with the branch manager, asking everyone to remain calm.

Rules? Ha, the lives of those captured are worthless; the organizers are the rules.

While waiting for the results, the two people who received the third and fourth most votes were also dragged out of the iron cage.

These are two men, number 2 and number 4.

Number 2 was taller and thinner, and he was wearing a pair of broken glasses, which looked like they had been broken during the capture.

Number 4 is shorter, but sturdy. He's older, a bit balding, and has a downturned mouth, making him look intimidating.

This time the contest was relatively evenly matched, and the voting was also quite balanced, with no one side gaining the upper hand.

In the end, the younger player, number 2, won.

Although he was a bit thin, he had the advantage of good stamina and eventually wore down number 4.

This battle was extremely fierce. After finally killing number 4, number 2 was also half dead.

Next up are number 8, Yu Muhuai, and number 14.

The man on number 14 had a gloomy look in his eyes. He was taller than Yu Muhuai and somewhat obese, with a rather large build. In comparison, Yu Muhuai looked like a little girl who hadn't even reached adulthood yet.

She had short hair that reached her chin, which was a little messy, and her face looked somewhat youthful.

Although her cheeks were dirty, you could tell she was young.

Compared to the previous number 9, she is definitely much younger.

The audience below the stage couldn't help but start booing again.

"Another one-sided situation!"

"You know what, this way we can easily win, isn't that great? Plus, we get a prize!"

"That's true, but it's so boring. There's no blood, just strangulation, not even a loud sound. It's so dull."

"We made our own choice, so who else can we blame?"

"This number 14 and that number 13 from before are so lucky, winning so easily. Should we let them play another round?"

"Great idea! I strongly demand a tiebreaker!"

"Yes, a tiebreaker! We can raise the stakes!"

"Torrent! Torrent! We'll add more money!"

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The commotion from the audience quickly carried over, and at the same time, the manager of the Royo branch of "Crazy Circus" sent a message.

After whispering something to the assistant sent by the supervisor, the host nodded to indicate that he understood.

Then he put on a big smile again, picked up the microphone and said excitedly, "Hello everyone! I just got my supervisor's approval."

We can have a tiebreaker!

Upon hearing this, the audience below the stage all applauded and cheered.

"However," the host continued, "let's finish watching this match first, and then have the winner of this match play a tiebreaker against number 13!"

The audience continued to cheer.

"Although the outcome is already decided, I still want to see the scene of the frail little girl being brutally beaten."

“You can’t beat him up. With that small body, you’ll fall over with a push, and then just like before, you can’t move if you grab his neck.”

"No way! What's the point of doing that?"

"Hey, Fatty!" someone yelled at number 14, "Go! Don't hold back on the little girl, hit her, hit her hard! I'll bet you on the next tiebreaker, I'm betting you'll win!"

Upon hearing this, many people around started to egg him on, urging Number 14 to use a heavy hand.

Number 14 didn't answer them. He spat on the ground, rubbed his hands together, and twisted his neck, looking eager to try.

Number 14 entered the octagon first.

Yu Muhuai then went inside as well.

Neither of them paid any attention to the commotion from those around them, and they sized each other up.

Although Yu Muhuai is not a public figure like Shi Yuyan, it is inevitable that during his escape today, some surveillance video was transmitted to Yang Guangming's people.

So she messed up her short hair, covering half of her face, leaving the other half looking very unruly.

To outsiders, she looks like a rebellious young girl.

Because the octagonal cage is higher than the ground, the audience has to look up to watch the duel.

From their perspective, they could see the double chin of the fat guy number 14 and his determined look in his eyes.

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