[Execution method: crushed to pieces]

"Wait, what does it mean to be broken into pieces?" Bourbon frowned.

He seemed to realize something was wrong, and finally panicked, slammed the table angrily: "No, right? You won't really kill me for such a reason, right?"

He raised his voice: "Is this so strange? It's really strange? Is it true? This is how the organization treats its companions who work for the organization?"

"Whether you are a companion, you will have to wait until you prove your innocence." Rum said slowly.

Bourbon was angry and laughed: "The ridiculous thing in the world is to prove that he hasn't done anything."

Seeing that the two men in black had come over, he took a deep breath, closed his eyes and opened them again, and returned to calm.

"It seems that I have to go to the interrogation room." The blond and dark-skinned young man showed a sarcastic smile on his face, and he stood up helplessly to follow them.

However, as soon as he walked over, a red light flashed across the collar around his neck, and the man immediately staggered and softened to the hands of two men in black.

"To prevent you from doing any small tricks, it's safer." Rum said.

Scotland finally couldn't help but stand up: "Wait, this is also-"

"Scotland, if you don't want to enter the interrogation room with him, sit down quietly." Rum's TV head turned to him, and the electronic screen was shining with a faint light.

Scotland stiffened for a while, and finally sat down.

Belmode also spoke: "Rum, if you really attack Bourbon for such a reason and even kill him, and finally make sure that he is not an undercover agent, even if you are going to get into a lot of trouble, the boss will be angry."

"But that's what the boss allows." Rum just said.

The remaining nine people were led into the cinema on the first floor by Rum and Curacao.

When they all sat down, the lights were all gone, and the big screen of the movie also lit up.

Maybe they were delaying for a while on it, Bourbon had been awakened from anesthesia, his hands and feet were chained in a chair, frowned and looked around, and paused after seeing the computer on the table next to him on the movie theater.

Scotland stared at him.

These reactions, unlike virtual synthesis, are indeed Boben himself.

He tightened his cold fingers and his eyes shifted to the thing behind the wave itself.

It was obviously the previous interrogation room, but there was a huge machine.

It looks terrible and very similar to the execution tool he played not long ago.

"This is a modified 800-ton pressure stamper," said Rum. "Borbon, this room is not too big. The conveyor belt slows down at most minutes and will send you under the stamper and press it into meat pie. You only have a minute chance to explain."

As soon as the words fell, the numbing creaking sound of the machine starting.

The huge square iron block was slowly pulled to the highest from the base and then rushed down.

"when!"

Even they could hear the loud noise upstairs clearly, and the terrifying shock like an earthquake was clearly felt.

"when!"

Not to mention Boben, who was tied to the conveyor belt, slowly approached the punch. He tightened his body in an instant, his hair exploded slightly, and his purple eyes tightened his pupils.

"when!"

The huge metal impact sound approached from behind.

"when!"

The violent tremor made the world shake in an instant until the objects appeared afterimages, and almost all the brain marrow and consciousness were thrown out of their bodies.

"when!"

The increasing sense of terrifying oppression forced the person's body to tense uncontrollably, and his face was pale and subconsciously imagined that he would be instantly pressed into a meat pie by a hammer at any time.

"when!"

Even Bourbon couldn't help but change his face, clenched his fists, and gritted his teeth and endured with an ugly expression.

With two minutes left, Rum spoke, "Borbon, do you have nothing to explain?"

Bourbon looked up, revealing his face with blue veins and cold sweat.

"when!"

The blonde young man turned his head and looked at the computer screen on the table next to him, pulled up the corner of his mouth and smiled sarcastically

one time.

"Once doubt arises, the charge is established," he said.

"when!"

The huge iron block had fallen shortly after the wave itself and was about to hit him. The aftermath of the smashing even blew his hair into a very messy way.

One minute left.

"Hey, Rum, you won't come really, right?" Belmode in the cinema couldn't help but get up and walk towards Rum robot, a little anxious, "You really want to kill Bourbon? Why? He obviously can't be an undercover agent, right?"

Ley retracted her gaze and continued to look at Bourbon on the big screen in front of her.

The first time he saw Bourbon's expression like this made him feel that something could not have happened to Bourbon began to shake his previous thought.

But, no, how is that possible?

Ley turned to see Scotland next to him.

The black-haired man was tense all over, scarlet blood oozing out of his fists, and his blue eyes gradually appeared in blood, staring at the screen without blinking.

"when!"

Ley's heart also beat violently with the deafening movement. He turned to look at the screen again and found that the stamping machine was very close to Bourbon, which almost made people doubt that it would hit him in the next second.

"when!"

Bourbon closed his eyes.

"when!"

Ley's eyes slowly widened.

Wait, no, is it really...

"when!"

The screen was full of blood and exploded.

Ley was stunned.

Everything stopped, the scene was completely silent, with only the ticking of blood.

How fast is the 800-ton stamping machine?

Even the sniper's eyesight could not see clearly what happened at that moment. Before his eyes could react, the blonde young man under the stamping machine disappeared, leaving only huge black metal iron pieces stained with blood, and scarlet blood splashed all over the screen.

Only a strand of light blonde hair exposed on the edge of the punching machine proved that there was indeed a blond young man who had just died here.

Bourbon died.

Ley turned to see Rum in disbelief.

"It seems that Bourbon is not an undercover agent either." Rum just said that.

Ley was silent for two seconds and turned to see Scotland.

Scotland seemed to be completely stunned, still staring at the scarlet screen.

Yes, Scotland's brain was still blank, his eyes were black, and then the whole world fell into darkness and blood, and he could not think normally for a minute.

No, zero, he thought, even if I had been prepared for a long time, I still couldn't accept this scene.

He thought, it was really hard zero, it was really hard to persevere, but I will work hard.

But what if, what if zero is really dead?

Zero is not sure whether the execution is false, right?

Even if it is a real virtual world holographic game, this way of death must be terrible, and the pain seems to be completely unregulated.

Even if you don't really die, this feeling of being approached by despair and fear is enough to scare ordinary people to death.

Moreover, zero deceived him and temporarily coaxed him and then himself

It has not happened before to test death.

So, what if, what if this is true?

If zero really dies and reads the file, he will not know.

He couldn't even determine whether zero had successfully read the file or had a system problem and died. Will he continue to live in this world where zero is lost?

Zhu Fujingguang held his hands tightly tremblingly, but all kinds of bad guesses were uncontrollably tortured him repeatedly in his mind. His heart was torn so hard that it was difficult to breathe. Only the tiny spider silk left before You Tengran died hoped that he would not fall into hell completely.

A world of...zero really dead?

Sorry, he really couldn't imagine it, nor did he dare to imagine it.

Zhu Fu Jingguang couldn't imagine what kind of life he could live in such a world and what he would become.
Chapter completed!