The cold and hoarse voice made the four gut-pulling hands tremble.
They immediately shut their mouths and stopped begging or cursing. They knew that at this point, there was no point in saying anything.
"Let's...hurry up and gut-pull. There are less than 20 million people voting now. We still have a chance," Paulette said with difficulty, his voice already trembling.
Rainier's eyes were wide open. There was fear in his eyes as he spoke in a panic. "I don't want to dig out my intestines anymore! If I dig out my intestines from my anus again, I'll die!"
"Idiot! You'll die even if you don't dig out your intestines! It's better to fight! There's still a little hope to survive. Everyone has to dig out their intestines. No one is allowed to not dig out their intestines!" Barzel stared at Rainier with wide eyes and cursed fiercely in a weak voice.
