Li San tried his best to place the person in the middle, and after seating him, he pulled down the safety bar to cover the seat, so the person wouldn't be thrown out when the car started.
In fact, whether the safety bar is down, the outcome is the same.
"If he flies out, maybe he'll die quicker," the staff next to him sneered, looking at the half-dead 0175.
Li San looked at the ring closest to them on the track nearby. It was welded with steel bars pointing towards the center. The car would soon pass through this forest of steel. He hesitated for a moment, then reached out and untied the noose tightly bound around 0175's neck.
0175, finally free from the torture of the noose, could breathe normally.
"Anyway, he's going to die soon. Why bother untying the rope?" The staff beside him glanced at Li San.
