During lunch break, Lu Qiao checked it again with his business card with his mobile phone.

The three words Paradise Lost appear in the word, what does it mean?

The answer you got: Lost a happy garden?

Anyway, it is a metaphor. Lu Qiao’s first reaction is probably to compare cancer patients.

Isn’t cancer patients just like that? They lose happiness after knowing that they are sick?

Search this word on your phone, but you can't get any content.

This is a word, a book, referring to the Garden of Eden that lost Eve and Adam.

Luqiao can only think about cancer. Could it be that this is an organ trafficking organization? But how many of the organs of cancer patients are valuable? I am afraid that they have become cancer long ago?

Or is it hospice care?

Lu Qiao tried to dial the number and put the phone in his ear.

Didi, it is an empty number.

Lu Qiao sighed at the number in his mobile phone, "Where is the doctor playing tricks on himself?"

The helpless Luqiao didn't take it seriously and continued to work.

In the afternoon, today's business was particularly good.

There were also a few people in a well-equipped suit but only ordered a few things. Luqiao felt something was wrong.

Nearby is Kerry Park, and there is not even an office building around it.

But I can't say that nothing is possible. Maybe a nearby company came to try Japanese food.

Lu Qiao thought of this and the phone rang, and took a look at the phone as an unfamiliar number.

If you think about it carefully, isn’t this the number on the business card of Paradise Lost?

The road was bridged and kept it in my ears, but nothing came from the other end of the phone.

Lu Qiao hung up the phone helplessly and looked around and found that the man in a suit was looking at him.

The man in the suit waved, and Lu Qiao hurriedly hung up the phone and jogged over.

The other party ordered another plate of sushi, but Lu Qiao didn't care and notified the backstage.

I had a small meeting before getting off work at half past five, and Luqiao was not energetic all day long. Dahai and others saw this, but they didn't know what to say.

Dahai patted Lu Qiao's arm: "If you don't even let your insurance go, why are you still unhappy? What are you studying?"

Lu Qiao lit his head and naturally dealt with the sea saying it was going to school.

Since that's the case, everyone didn't ask much.

I talked about the activities of the new package next week and plans such as commissions to get off work after getting off work.

Luqiao arrived at the door and rode his bicycle on his bicycle and rode towards the apartment he rented.

I had just ridden for a while and after a turn, I reached a relatively secluded position. I felt something was wrong with the road bridge.

When I got off the car and checked, I found that the front and rear wheels were exhausted. After exploring for a long time, my hands were pitch black and there were motor oil. I found that there were several push pins on the wheels.

At this time, Luqiao turned his head and found that there were iron nails all the way.

Just when Lu Qiao felt that he was unlucky and was sick and had a fetus erectile dysfunction.

A van started and drove from the side when he was parked. The van door opened and the road bridge was dragged in by a strong man in a suit inside.

Almost at the same time, another van got out of the car and cleaned the nails on the floor and collected the bicycles that walked the bridge.

In less than a minute, the secluded path returned to its original appearance.

Lu Qiao wanted to struggle, but more than a dozen hands were pressing on him.

The dialogues can still be heard on the road and bridge, all in English.

"What do you think?"

“Too thin.”

"I've never seen Asians survive. I'm afraid this is not a big deal."

“Where is the syringe?”

A pain in his waist, and Lu Qiao then lost consciousness.

Lu Qiao woke up again and found himself tied in an empty room.

There was a white coat in front of me, and it seemed that I had done a simple check on myself at this time.

It looks like a doctor, but not a very professional one.

The clothes were very dirty and there was a strong smell of sweat on their bodies.

What the other party said was not like English Luqiao that I couldn't understand at all.

It seemed that he was in German and had an accent. He seemed to have noticed Lu Qiao's confusion in his white coat, and then he realized that he stuffed a headphone into Lu Qiao's ears.

At this time, German was translated by mechanical Google Female Voice: "The functions everywhere are pretty good. Tell me what your disease is? How did you get a business card?"

Luqiao's first reaction was that it was organ trafficking.

Lu Qiao shouted helplessly: "Come on the ones who want to kill and cut."

After Lu Qiao finished speaking, the white coat in front of him smiled: "What? The person who gave you a business card didn't tell you what it is?"

At this time, the door on the side opened, and a man in a suit walked out: "I found out that the card sent by an old gambler. The old gambler seemed to be a doctor, so we didn't check it in detail."

The white coat smiled and said, "Then there will be no mistake. He shouldn't have explained to you what this place is for. Then I say, welcome to Paradise Lost."

Luqiao instantly realized that this is Paradise Lost!

The white coat explained: "We hold a competition here for half a year. Terminal patients with no money like you will be recruited by us. After all, they are already terminally ill, and life and death are in a thought. But now we give you a way out. One hundred people fight together, and the last one who survives can get dividends for the entire game, with at least seven million US dollars in each session. With this money, you may have a chance to survive, right?"

Lu Qiao reacted at this time: "Battle Royale?"

The white coat was stunned and smiled: "That's right, it's Battle Royale. This is your number plate, congratulations on No. 63."

The white coat was shaking the clothes in his hand, and the T-shirt with the number sixty-three printed on it was fluorescent at this time.

"I won't participate!" Lu Qiao shouted.

"Don't participate? Why not participate? You called, right? Participants cannot leave alive except for the champion. The champion must participate again in every competition, and they cannot escape." The white coat explained, and then brought a leg ring to Luqiao.

The road bridge trapped in a chair had no way to resist.

"You have a translator on your ear and will not take it down for you. There is a foot ring on your foot, which has positioning tracking. If you leave the area we stipulate, the foot ring will be pierced with a poison needle. Without an antidote, you will not live for half an hour." The white coat explained.

Lu Qiao understood something at this time, and obviously he had no reason to refuse. But if he could really win, wouldn’t he have money to save his life? Even if he couldn’t save himself, it would be about 7 million US dollars? It was almost 40 million RMB. Taking this money back would be enough to reverse his parents’ company, right?

Luqiao also relaxed at this time: "I figured it out, I'll participate."

The white coat smiled and said, "I've seen it open, right? We have thought about finding normal people to compete. But obviously the results are not good, but we started looking for terminally ill patients, almost every one of them was in your condition. We quickly got into the state, and they all looked red and looked like they were desperate."

Yes, isn't this the last straw for the dying person?

"I want to know everything. What kind of game is now? What weapons are there? Can I train in advance if there are guns?" Lu Qiao asked.

He blocked the road bridge and laughed: "It's not good for you to know too much, but I really want to talk to you. Many of our gamblers here are Asian faces. Rich people can be bet online or apply for live viewing. We will send invitations at specific times and places. Invitations are generally promoted by local festivals or seasonal sacrificial culture. With extremely high secrets, they will never be tracked. This is like an ancient arena. The only thing you can do is to fight to the death."

Lu Qiao reacted: "So there will be no guns, right? You must protect the people who bet on the outer circle."

"Asians are smart, but they are often smart. You have a saying that being smart is mistaken for cleverness. Because rich people who bet want to win by themselves, players can get slight help according to the betting ratio. Generally, the winner of the previous game will force the competition to put all their remaining money on themselves, so the help to him is generally the greatest. Then we give the evaluation as a reference and get more bets. In the first round like you, you may not get any bet amounts. At most, you are a runner-up. Don't say I didn't tell you, I watched many games. The champion is never the strongest, and it will be upset many times." The white coat said, taking out the notebook and starting to write something.

"An upset means that anyone has a chance?" Lu Qiao reacted.

"That depends on how you can survive or not. I like you very much. I might as well tell you the data I observed: Wisdom 6, Strength 3, Agility 3, Health 7. The comprehensive score is 4.75. With the current data of 63 people, you can rank 42, which is a relatively poor person. I hope you can see that you have amazing performance during the game. Next, I will perform a minor operation for you." After saying that, Lu Qiao was given another injection on Lu Qiao, and Lu Qiao fainted in a daze again.

...

The sound of sirens sounded and I woke up again, it was late at night.

Lu Qiao touched his head and felt like he had been sleeping for a long time.

Luqiao no longer knew when it was, his hands and feet were not bound, and he looked at his arms.

The needles were punctured in rows of pinholes one after another.

There were also groups of people who woke up from the sound of the sirens, and there were more than a dozen people looking around the road and bridge.

Of course, Luqiao knew that there were not only so many people here, and now it should mean the start of the game.

Thinking about the previous memories, only one person can live in a hundred people.

Luqiao looked around at this time and realized that this was an amusement park.

It seems that the amusement park has been abandoned for many years, and there is nothing in my pocket and I don’t know where I am.

Paradise Lost, paradise?

It's quite appropriate, it looks like a chicken-eating game.

I don’t know whether it is still in the United States or not.

At this time, Luqiao looked at the gate of the paradise and understood that he should be at the east gate, but the iron gate behind him was closed, and the iron chain was tied firmly three layers inside and three layers outside.
To be continued...