Chapter 1312

At the sound of the voice, Bernard turned around, his face cold, to see Sophie Ratliff sauntering towards him in her high heels. Behind her were Mr. Ben, armed with a controller, and a group of security personnel dressed in black, all tasked with protecting the two of them.

Bernard’s icy gaze was fixated on the controller in Mr. Ben’s hands. He held a list of the members in Siren Organization, and 1-2 thought highly of him and had given him the controller for Bernard’s chip.

Should Bernard make a move against Sophie, Mr. Ben would manipulate him using the controller. If he tried to attack Mr. Ben, 1-2 would activate the chip, causing him pain and forcing him into submission. A closed loop had already been formed amongst them.

It didn’t matter who held the controller. The main concern was whether Eleanor could leave, a decision that 1-2 had also handed over to Sophie. Now, Sophie held

Eleanor’s life in her hands.

Bernard lifted his frosty gaze, coldly locking eyes with Sophie, “Where’s the console to override the permissions?”

The console he’d used earlier didn’t work. Only by finding the one that controlled the chip could he break the program.

access to the upper district, so you can’t

the receiving end of a ruthless attack. This time, she came

and once again was dragged away by the security

of Bernard, his skull being cut open and blood pouring out, yet not making a single sound, stirred Sophie’s emotions. But Bernard was ungrateful! Despite her pleas to the men in black to not hollow out

she would show them what a real life-or-death game looked

of 10 members of Siren Organization for half an hour. She won’t be harmed within that time,

a shooting gesture with her hand and brought it to her lips, mimicking the sound of a gunshot. She then broke into a sinister laugh, the cross-shaped scar

care if the broken screen would cut his hand. He pulled out a

he was no match for technology. With a mere press on the controller, Mr. Ben sent a wave of excruciating pain through Bernard’s head, -causing his eyes to

bear the pain of having a chip implanted. Unfortunately, the chip developed by 1-2 was designed

Bernard didn’t utter a sound. Looking at his lips trembling, Sophie waved

Organization, as are Evan and Mr. Penrod. If you don’t negotiate with me, your

gotten Eleanor out, he would kill them all, then infiltrate the upper district as planned, eliminate 1-2, destroy the chip

the exclusive space of the ninth round of the game, Eleanor obediently stayed within the Life Door. She crouched in the corner, hugging her arms and curling up. Her frail figure seemed

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