There were no screams or commotions.
After the gunshot, the brain of the person who wanted to withdraw was blown.
The others didn't even take a step back. Instead, they saw the corpse slowly fall into the golden sand.
"Those who participate in this selection will only have two consequences.
"One, you'll be killed during the contest."
"Second, kill the others in the contest and then join the Black Eagle Gang alive."
The muscular man standing on the high platform put his handgun back into the holster.
"Now, the contest begins!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the man took out a gas mask from behind him.
Several hypnosis bullets were thrown into the crowd.
Before Joshua could react, he felt dizzy.
Rex clutched his chest and grabbed Joshua's arm, looking as if he was about to fall.
"Mr. Palmer!"
"It is not good..."