163: Chapter 163 Abandoned Unfinished Building 16

The boy wearing floral shorts was blushing, veins bulging on his forehead. He was crouching, one arm stuck in the gap of the railing, while his other hand was pulling the Messy-Haired Man's arm with all his might.

The Messy-Haired Man also had bulging veins and a grim expression; he was trying to use the hand held by the boy in floral shorts to climb back up by his own strength.

However, this was clearly unlikely. After all, he wasn't exactly an athlete; he struggled with pull-ups even before, let alone now.

Gritting his teeth, the Messy-Haired Man shouted with great effort, "Pull me up! My foot slipped and I fell! Save me!!"

Seeing the situation was so critical, the Gentle Man with Glasses immediately wanted to help.

The Tattooed Man, however, although looking very anxious, did not take any actual action.

After all, large chunks of flesh had been sliced off both of his arms by that sharp gear earlier, and he was still in a state of searing pain, completely unable to exert any force.

Because they could only stand on the black iron railing, they couldn't pass each other. For a moment, the Gentle Man with Glasses didn't know how to get over to help the Messy-Haired Man.

Seeing other players coming to help him, the Messy-Haired Man regained the rationality he had lost due to panic and immediately threw his prop grappling hook upward, shouting, "Pull this!"

Upon seeing the rope, the Gentle Man with Glasses immediately understood what to do. He pulled the rope hard while tossing the other end upward to Luo Yuejian and the Girl in Pink Jeans who were standing on the iron railing opposite above.

With the joint efforts of several players, the Messy-Haired Man's feet finally touched the steps of the staircase; at this point, he just needed to stand straight to steady himself.

He had already breathed a sigh of relief and let go of the rope. Previously, to save his own life, he had gripped the rope with all his might, so his palms were already worn raw and bleeding.

Now feeling that he was safe, he immediately let go.

As a result, the very next second, the stone step on the staircase shattered!

"Damn it!!"

The other players had also breathed a sigh of relief, but seeing the Messy-Haired Man fall again, that breath was stuck in their throats—it couldn't go up, and it couldn't come down.

The boy in floral shorts cursed in shock. Fortunately, he was different from the other players.

The other players' method of saving the Messy-Haired Man was by pulling the grappling hook prop. But the boy in floral shorts was different; he was holding the Messy-Haired Man's arm directly.

After pulling the Messy-Haired Man up earlier, because very little time had passed, he hadn't had a chance to let go, and at this moment, it had unexpectedly become the Messy-Haired Man's lifeline.

Seeing such a sudden change in the situation again, the players above, after reacting, immediately lowered the rope again.

The Messy-Haired Man's heart was pounding, and he was about to grab the rope that was swaying and descending beside him.

However...

"Riiip—"

A heart-wrenching sound of fabric tearing echoed.

In the Messy-Haired Man's desperate eyes, the clothes of the boy in floral shorts that he was holding directly tore apart. "No..."

Before he could even manage to say a second word, the next second, the Messy-Haired Man plummeted straight down from a height of forty meters.

"Thud—"

Flesh and blood were splattered everywhere.

All the players were stunned by this bloody and cruel scene. The Girl in Pink Jeans couldn't help but cover her face, suppressing the exclamation in her throat, her eyes filled with fear.

The Tattooed Man also couldn't help but curse.

No one expected that among all the players present, the first one to die would actually be the Messy-Haired Man, who had already cleared several games and even won MVP.

Luo Yuejian was standing at the very back, so she actually didn't see it very clearly. But she knew that the Messy-Haired Man had just died like that, and she thought to herself, "Holy crap, the construction team for this building executes everyone they catch—there are definitely no wrongful convictions here!"

At this moment, Luo Yuejian felt very regretful.

If she had known, she would have gone first!

Thinking about it now, the player walking in front is often the first to encounter danger and faces more crises.

She had been following at the very back of the crowd, so even if there was real danger, it wouldn't have been her turn!

Could it be that the route she had been taking all along was wrong... Luo Yuejian fell into deep thought.

The boy in floral shorts was still trying hard to pull the Messy-Haired Man, but because the Messy-Haired Man's clothes suddenly tore apart, he almost fell due to inertia.

Fortunately, his other hand had been gripping the iron railing firmly, so he didn't end up with the same fate as the Messy-Haired Man.

With lingering fear, he panted heavily, his expression terrified, and he asked in disbelief, "Holy crap... did he just... did he just die like that?"

The Gentle Man with Glasses also looked terrible. He gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with deep fear, as this was his first time seeing a dead person.

Moreover, this dead person had been alive and kicking, talking to him not long ago.

The Tattooed Man had at least been through one game, so he had a bit more composure in the face of death than the other New players. With a grim face, and in the absence of the Messy-Haired Man, it seemed he was the only one who could lead the team for now.

As for the White-haired Girl, with her indifferent personality, expecting her to lead the players through the game was simply wishful thinking.

"Let's leave this place first," the Tattooed Man said with a serious expression. "We still need to find clues to go downstairs, otherwise our fate will only be worse than the Messy-Haired Man's!"

Hearing the Tattooed Man's words, the other players understood that this place was indeed unsafe. They didn't dare to stay there any longer and, with grim expressions, climbed up the stairs while holding onto the railing.

This time, no one dared to step on the stairs at all. Damn it, every step you take, it shatters; who could stand that?!

The floor above was another office level, partitioned into several small rooms, but they were all just rough construction shells with no furniture or anything like that, only concrete floors and various kinds of debris.

Those pieces of debris were basically all damaged; looking around, one couldn't find a single decent thing.

Finally standing on flat ground, the hearts of all the players present, which had been hanging by a thread as if they were walking on a tightrope, finally settled down.