However, the plastic bottle seemed like it was about to be cut through, but there was always a layer left.
Everyone felt it was getting harder and harder to breathe.
Some people had even collapsed on the ground.
"Hurry up, faster!" Everyone kept urging Lv Hongpeng.
This only made Lv Hongpeng even more furious.
Suddenly, Lv Hongpeng turned around fiercely.
Holding a dagger in his hand.
His eyes bloodshot as he stared at the others.
"Wha... what do you plan to do?" Everyone was startled by Lv Hongpeng's expression.
Obviously, Lv Hongpeng had murder on his mind.
The oxygen consumed by eight people is much greater than by one person.
Now, the oxygen was running low.
Yet the plastic bottle still hadn't been cut open.
"You understand what I mean, if there are still eight of us, we'll likely all die here, but if there are one or two fewer, maybe we can successfully cut open this bottle!" Lv Hongpeng squinted his eyes and said.
"No, absolutely not!"
