Crime Prison Island
Chapter 112 - 42 Removing the Radiation

Chapter 112: Chapter 42 Removing the Radiation

And just after everyone had confirmed the invitation, a shout came from outside the house.

"Where are the people! Come out!"

A member of the Viking Gang, a muscle man carrying an ax, walked over.

He strode through the Duel Arena and made his way to the door of the White Base, peering inside through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

"Boom!"

Then he swung his ax and smashed it against the window.

However, the material of the base was obviously extraordinary; it was not possible for a Gladiator to break directly into the opponent’s base.

The muscle man tried to open the door next, but it was even harder to break, so he stopped wasting his energy.

Seeing him come so close, everyone fell silent.

Gao Xin stepped forward, looking through the window, face-to-face with the other man.

"We concede this round, please go back."

The muscle man, seeing that they had no intention of sending someone out, changed his expression, "You can refuse to fight?"

Clearly, he had also just realized that not fighting was an option.

After a moment’s thought, he pointed at the door and said, "Open the door."

Gao Xin smiled and said, "Do you really want to come in? Sure, wait a moment, huh? After we deduct blood and the duel is over, we’ll let you in."

He turned and said a few words to Qiao Long and the others, and soon a group of them went upstairs to the voting room en masse.

Only Gao Xin was left standing alone in front of the window, seemingly intending to open the door for real.

"You son of a..."

The muscle man’s eyes flashed with murderous intent, knowing that once he got in, his chances would be bad.

Inside the base of the defeated faction, a traitor could initiate one assassination, casting a kill vote on any member inside the base. With a majority vote, the assassination would be successful.

"Hmph, do you think that by having my big brother defect to White, you can kill him?"

Gao Xin stroked his chin, "It seems that things are quite harmonious in your base? Does your big brother dare admit his betrayal?"

The muscle man scoffed with derision, "Admit it? As long as we don’t lose a round, there’s no chance to be a traitor inside the base. There’s nothing to say..."

"What? You want to tell her? Do you think Sofia will just believe your ’sowing discord’ and fight amongst ourselves? She can’t even be bothered to send someone to listen to your nonsense."

Gao Xin realized that the situation on the other side was quite delicate.

Hammer-man Louis, not daring to reveal his own defection, had not taken any action, and Sofia did not insist on finding out who the defector was, maintaining a surface level of harmony in the whole Black Team.

However, with a smile, Gao Xin felt this was the best situation for him.

Problems unspoken, remained problems forever.

The muscle man said coldly, "Kid, what are you laughing at? The Black Team can’t lose. You’re all glass cannons. Even if you’re united enough, what good will it do?"

"Without Radiation’s help, even if you win the invitation, you can’t touch our blood! Haha, we just need to arm the Gladiators with full gear and weapons, and you probably won’t even have a chance to beat the glass cannons."

"On the contrary, if you lose the invitation, you’ll have to deduct blood inevitably!"

"Without my big brother’s vote, any attempt you make to win someone over will fail. All we need to do is switch my big brother back to Black before the final duel."

"I want to see how long you can hold out! Just two options, and they both fail, with more and more options coming up, sooner or later you’ll run out of blood."

"And then, all of you in White will be eliminated."

"Hey, we in Black are being magnanimous, willing to take in five of you. Whoever comes first to open the door gets to live!"

The muscle man sneered as if they had already secured the win.

Qiao Long and the others upstairs, could hear everything clearly.

Indeed, according to what he said, White would eventually lose if the fight continued.

It was just a matter of banding together to vote, potentially prolonging their survival for a few more rounds.

To this, Gao Xin actually nodded, "Since you all over there think you’ve won already, that makes things easier."

"Huh?" The muscle man was taken aback.

Just then, inside the White Base, the number 5 in white, with a pop, burst into pieces, turning into a 4.

It indicated that the time was up and no one from White had entered the field, resulting in an automatic loss, deducting 1 life point from the White Team, leaving them with 4.

The duel was over, and it was time for the muscle man to leave.

He sneered, "If you fail even in the first round, don’t try to mystify me here. Since you’re not fighting, just keep cowering."

"It’s a pity about your redemption tickets though."

As he turned to leave.

A quiet voice from Gao Xin came from behind, "You really think that not losing means you can’t vote to kill? Is it possible for the Gladiator to vote to kill as well?"

"Huh?" The muscle man paused.

He turned back disdainfully, "Gladiator voting to kill? How? Am I going to die at the hands of glass cannons?"

Gao Xin looked at him intently, "Do you really think you can make it back?"

At these words, the muscle man’s face finally changed.

"What... what?"

He realized something and suddenly looked towards the Black Base. Although it was very blurry, he could just make out that... there seemed to be a fight inside!

"What?"

The muscle man was shocked and, without a thought, rushed towards the Black Base.

Up close, he could clearly see there indeed was a fierce fight inside, and Sofia was relentlessly shooting twin guns, chasing someone down.

The other four in black vests were also formidable fighters, assaulting Louis and another brother.

"Big brother! Open the door quick!" The muscle man hammered desperately at the door.

But his three companions were struggling to save themselves at that moment.

They had already lost one person at the start, and now he was outside, too.

It was just Louis and two other brothers against five, in a precarious situation, how could they even think of opening the door?

What was worse...

The victors in the Duel Arena had one minute to return to their base or be eliminated.

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