Death Inquisitor

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My whole mind was in a mess, and all kinds of weird and terrifying thoughts popped up one after another.

So as soon as Miao Feng called him, he immediately woke up and cast his doubtful eyes over.

"Outside, there is movement outside." Miao Feng said with a pale face at this moment, and his body couldn't help but tremble.

Wang Ke's expression changed drastically after hearing this.

Ever since he knew that there was something going on behind the scenes of this "kidnapping", he had been feeling a little nervous.

As soon as he closed his eyes while sleeping, he felt like there were a pair of eyes around him staring at him.

When Miao Feng said this, he immediately showed a look of fear.

"What should we do? We don't know whether we should shout or pretend to be doing nothing." Miao Feng said tremblingly.

"We can't pretend we don't know, otherwise it will be our turn when everyone else is dead. But we can't shout right away, otherwise those things might be targeting us." Wang Ke suppressed the fear in his heart and said.

As soon as the words "those things" came out of his mouth, Miao Feng shivered again and said with a sad expression: "What should we do?"

"Take a look first, then unzip the tent. Besides, it may not be that kind of thing. Maybe someone just came out to relieve himself." Wang Ke gritted his teeth and said.

Miao Feng was immediately dumbfounded: "Pull, unzip? No, no! This is what you'll do if something ghost comes in."

"You idiot, if there is such a thing, can you stop it with just a broken tent?" Wang Ke cursed in a low voice.

After what he said, Miao Feng also felt that it made sense, so he opened the tent lightly.

Then he stuck his head out.

Next to him, Wang Ke also stuck his head out.

The cold wind outside made the two people miserable.

After taking a closer look, he saw a figure moving slowly about ten meters to their left.

His movements were stiff, and one hand was shaky and seemed to be drooping. One leg also seemed to be lame, which was why the speed was so slow.

This strange movement and image made Miao Feng and Wang Ke's scalps numb.

It’s really that kind of thing! Damn it!

"Wait a minute, Lao Miao, do you think that figure looks familiar? Look at the clothes and the figure." Wang Ke suddenly whispered.

Because the other tents also had flashlights on.

There was some faint light shining outside through the tent.

So when the figure passed a tent, Wang Ke made a surprising discovery.

"It's that nigger! Mad, wasn't that guy thrown down the mountain by those foreigners? How did he get up!" Miao Feng also noticed the abnormality and couldn't help but look shocked.

They originally thought it was the corpse of the climber they had seen in the evening, but it turned out to be the nigger who had been killed not long ago.

But this undoubtedly frightened the two of them even more.

"How could it be so fast? Could the Death Judge refine a zombie or control a corpse in just ten minutes?"

The two looked at each other, both seeing surprise in each other's eyes.

In their perception, even if there are such magical Taoist priests, witches, and sorcery in this world. It should also be like the legend, which requires a lot of preparation and the help of complex rituals to succeed.

But now this scene is obviously beyond their understanding.

It also means that the death judge mentioned by the foreigner is more terrifying than they imagined.

"What should I do? This nigger seems to be trying to get those two Frenchmen." Miao Feng said.

When they communicated with the foreigner before, they had already figured out the nationality of everyone in their team.

There were seventeen of them left except that nigger.

There are three Englishmen, four M countrymen, two Frenchmen, two Southeast Asian Vietnamese, one MXG man, two Italians, and one Asan. The only ones left were Wang Ke and Miao Feng.

At the same time, it is somewhat clear where the tents of these people are.

The two Frenchmen had quarreled with the M people before, and it was difficult for Wang Ke and Wang Ke not to pay attention, so they knew the location of their tents even more clearly.

"Let him do it!" Wang Ke didn't know what he was thinking. His eyes suddenly turned and a sneer appeared on his face.

"We really can't let everyone die. After all, that would not be good for us. But it's not good to have too many people. It's always better to have fewer competitors." He said sinisterly.

"Gao! Hehe, Lao Wang, you are really full of bad ideas." Miao Feng also laughed.

These two people used to come up with ways to use bombs to control others to hijack buses and negotiate with the police, which shows that they are not good at it. Therefore, Miao Feng not only did not reject Wang Ke's vicious thoughts, but also agreed with them.

The two of them smiled sinisterly, waiting for the screams from over there.

Sure enough, about a minute later, a frightened cry came from the distance.

There was also the sound of tents being destroyed.

Then the surroundings became noisy.

Wang Ke and Miao Feng thought that it might not be appropriate for them to stay in the tent, so they followed them out and ran towards the tent pretending to be anxious.

"Shet, it's that nigger! Damn it, he killed the Frenchman!"

someone in the crowd shouted.

After listening to Wang Ke and others, they

It was a very urgent, urgent, and anxious gurgling sound, which obviously meant that something bad had happened.

When they got closer, they felt a little regretful.

Because only one of the two Frenchmen died. The other guy instead used an ice pick to kill the nigger.

That’s right! Just kill a corpse!

"It seems that this evil spell can be broken by attacking the head. Fortunately, it's not an unkillable monster." Miao Feng's tone became somewhat relaxed after seeing it.

As long as you can kill it, it's not that scary.

If they can think of this, others can, too.

Therefore, when disposing of the corpse, the head of the unlucky dead man was first damaged for a while, and then thrown down the mountain together.

This way, there is no need to worry about him turning into a corpse and killing people again.

After disposing of the bodies, a group of people hurried back to their tents. After all, it was really cold outside.

And the next night, there was no more corpse killing...

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