City's Death Judge

Natsume sneered and said,"Haven't you seen what I'm capable of? You still want to do such a stupid thing?"

Sun Dahui squeezed the gun in his hand, and he had now reached the highest point of anger. Sun Dahui couldn't wait to rush forward to break Natsume's bones and fry his skin. Not only did Natsume kill Gao Ming and his son, so that he could not retire in peace, but the most important thing was that Natsume must have hidden a lot in his belly that he could not tell. The secret of man.

During the more than ten years that Sun Dahui has been in office, he has always been cautious every time he did something shameful, and even achieved his goals through clever hands. But this time, this man who appeared out of nowhere has been holding his heart in check since he appeared, and he lives in fear every day. Although he knew that he had been blown to pieces in the apartment that day, Sun Dahui was still worried that the evidence against him would be hidden, so he could only torture his woman to extract a confession.

However, Sun Dahui really didn't expect that the man who was blown to pieces would come back again. What method would be used to make him disappear from this world this time?

"what on earth do you want! ?"Sun Dahui was so angry that he looked ferocious, and he asked Natsume loudly and heartbreakingly.

"What do I want? Haha, you will know what I want in a minute." Natsume summoned the Book of Death, and then a strong white light shot out from Natsume's wrist. A book was displayed in the white light, and everyone felt it when they saw this scene He was so shocked that he opened his mouth and was speechless.

This was the first time Natsume summoned the Book of Death after his rebirth. This time he could strongly feel that the power of the Book of Death was much stronger, and its own light was also stronger than It was much more dazzling before. Natsume is very excited about this, because every time he is reborn, the Book of Death will bring him surprises, and his rebirth time will also be short. Are all these connected?

Sun Dahui blocked it with his hand With this dazzling light, he could see from his fingers that Natsume was exuding a domineering aura. Suddenly, he felt a little panic in his heart. Because his intuition told him that Natsume might not be an ordinary person like other cults. He also felt that Natsume would never let him go.

Natsume took out a pen from his pocket and wrote several lines on the Book of Death. Then he raised his head and said to Sun Dahui with a smile. :"Sun Dahui, haven't you always wanted to know who I am? I tell you now, I am the judge of death, the sanctioner of the Republic of China!"

"What!"Sun Dahui's eyes widened in shock. He looked straight at the ordinary man in front of him. He couldn't imagine that he was the famous Death Judge. In the bustling metropolis of the capital, the politics of the Republic of China There is no one in the center who does not know Judge Death. Not to mention that Judge Death's name has spread all over the country. Not long ago, an official document was issued saying that Judge Death has arrived in the capital, which has made officials who are usually happy to make money restrain themselves recently.

Sun Dahui naturally received this official document, but he never thought that the man who was blown to pieces with a cannonball was actually the Death Judge! Then there is an explanation for all these bizarre things.

Sun Dahui looked at Natsume and smiled half-heartedly. His expression made him unable to speak. He was as motionless as a nail hammered into the floor, unable to even take a step, because this incident really shocked him so much that for a moment They couldn't digest it.

After hearing Natsume's words, the surrounding policemen also started talking:

"Unexpectedly, he turned out to be the judge of death! No wonder he is invulnerable!"

"Yes, seeing how ordinary he looked, I thought he was an actor from some acrobatic troupe!"

"But I heard that the Death Judge saves lives and heals the wounded, and specializes in punishing corrupt officials. Then why would he come to our Police Department to kidnap those troublesome people?"

"I heard that the cases of these prisoners are all related to Director Sun. Could he be"

If Sun Dahui had normally heard these rumors, he would have been furious. Although he has done many dirty things, he also pays most attention to his reputation and will never allow others to say such things that tarnish his reputation. But now Sun Dahui couldn't hear anything. He just stood there blankly, as if his soul had left his body.

In fact, it wasn't that he didn't want to move, but that from the very beginning his whole body was stiff as if someone had cast a spell on him, but his consciousness was still locked in his body. So he can sense what's going on around him, but he has no way of responding.

Suddenly, his fingertips moved and his eyes rolled. But Sun Dahui's heart was ringing with alarm, because these actions were not caused by his consciousness!

Like a walking puppet, Sun Dahui slowly walked among the police, then took out his pistol and loaded it. While the police around him were wondering what he wanted to do, Sun Dahui suddenly shot himself in the knee of his right leg. With a"bang", the bullet hit Sun Dahui's right leg, and blood suddenly spurted out and splashed on the floor. And Sun Dahui immediately bent his legs and knelt on the ground.

At this time, all the TV stations, large and small, in Yanjing City came over. Although the police used all their power to maintain order at the scene, Sun Dahui was still surrounded by water.

Cameras and microphones of all sizes were pointed at Sun Dahui, and several reporters kept bombarding Sun Dahui like machine guns:

"Director Sun, we received an anonymous email saying that you want to redeem yourself on the spot. What does this mean?"

"Director Sun, could you please respond to the matter of corruption and bribery?"

"Director Sun, do you want to expose all your affairs now?"

Sun Dahui had a voice in his heart at this time:"Don't say it! Don't say it! If I say it, my reputation in this life will be ruined!"

But it was obvious that Sun Dahui's consciousness could not control his body's actions. He was dragging his injured legs and crawling on the ground. There were blood-stained marks everywhere he walked, which looked very scary.

He slowly He slowly crawled to a piece of relatively clean ground, then took a paint sweep from the floor and stabbed it into the spot on his knee that was bleeding the most. When the paint sweep came out, it was full of blood.