Death Inquisitor

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This powerless situation is not what Liu Wendong wants to see. This was like a nightmare to him.

So Liu Wendong couldn't restrain himself and began to knock hard on the glass. He wanted to rush in and stop the people in the room before continuing like this.

The pain he was experiencing now was beyond his limit. If this continues, it won't be long before he can no longer bear the pain.

But the glass was much stronger than he thought. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break it.

He tried several times but to no avail, before he could use more strength.

The person in the room once again used a knife to cut a bloody mark on his heart.

This made Liu Wendong feel intense pain immediately, and he couldn't help but scream. All the strength in his body can no longer be used.

The people in the room still did not stop their movements. Instead, they continued to cut piece after piece of flesh on their bodies over and over again.

The pain made Liu Wendong's eyes red, and the clothes on his body were stained red with blood. If he continued like this, it would not take long before he could no longer hold on and died completely.

Regarding this, Liu Wendong himself is not unaware of this, but he can't do anything now.

Then he could only watch "himself" helplessly as his body was cut open bit by bit, until he had no more flesh to cut.

Liu Wendong's feet suddenly became empty, and he fell onto the window sill on the second floor. At this time, the wounds on his body had completely disappeared.

It's like it never happened.

This feeling made Liu Wendong feel even more uncomfortable. He never wanted to endure that kind of taste one after another again.

But the light in the room was turned on again, and this time "he" walked into the room again without holding anything in his hand.

But in the center of this room, there is a large iron pot with a diameter of almost two meters on the top floor. With such an iron pot, even if Liu Wendong was put in to take a bath, there would be no problem.

But at this time, Liu Wendong did not hope that he would be put in to take a bath. Because this iron pot is filled with oil...

There was a blazing fire under the iron pot that was set up.

Just by seeing this, Liu Wendong knew what was going to happen next. But it was really because of this that he now felt extremely fearful in his heart.

The situation he was least willing to accept was about to happen in front of him. How could Liu Wendong endure it?

He knocked on the glass like crazy, but no matter what he did, he couldn't open the window. This window is like an insurmountable chasm, blocking all Liu Wendong's hopes.

He could only watch as the oil in the pot became hot, and then he saw the people in the room and jumped in without hesitation.

It has reached this point, and Liu Wendong simply doesn't want to persist anymore. So when he saw the people in the room jumping into the oil pan, he jumped towards the first floor.

Anyway, no matter what kind of ending and pain it is, it is always better to suffer in a frying pan.

But he thought everything was too simple. He did jump, but his situation still didn't change at all. On the contrary, it became worse.

The moment he jumped, he felt extremely sharp pain all over his body, and then even his internal organs became unbearably painful.

But as soon as he landed, he felt something wrapped around his feet. Liu Wendong didn't even have the chance to resist, but he was pulled back to the hotel while enduring the heart-piercing pain.

Before he could clearly see what he was seeing, he was already entangled in layers of long black hair, and all the long hair tightly wrapped him in it.

But his physical pain did not go away.

I don't know how long this pain lasted. Liu Wendong finally couldn't bear it anymore, so he simply died of pain!

"Ding, the trial is completed, Liu Wendong, the fear value is 987 and the despair value is 833."

"Zhang Long, the fear value is 679 and the despair value is 725."

"Under comprehensive evaluation..."

"Ding, Death Judge Ye Chen has received an S-level evaluation, a reward of 6,000 points, 1,800,000 cash, and a permanent skill: Mysterious Spiritual Technique!"

After finishing the live broadcast, Ye Chen stood up, walked out of the study, and walked into the room. It was still very early, and Liang Yin, who was much sleepier than before, was still sleeping at this time.

Judging from her appearance, she won't wake up for a while.

With a smile on his lips, Ye Chen got into the bed and fell asleep holding Liang Yin in his arms.

…………

Ouyang Zhenbang moved his steps cautiously, turning his head and looking around from time to time.

This is a deep mountain and old forest, and few people usually come here. What's more, it is still late at night, and there is no ghost except Ouyang Zhenbang.

The reason why this happened was just because Ouyang Zhenbang had a guilty conscience.

He was carrying a tattered sack on his back, holding a battery-powered flashlight that was common in the last century in his hand, and was dressed in tatters.

Looks like a beggar wandering outside.

But if you look closely, you will find that his skin is very white and he does not look like a beggar at all.

Only when he was sure that there was no one around him did Ouyang Zhenbang put down the sack he was carrying with extreme caution.

Nervousness and physical exertion made his breathing become rapid. He panted and said to himself: "Don't blame me. I didn't mean to do it. Who asked you to bump into me?"

Looking at the bulging sack, a trace of lingering fear flashed across Ouyang Zhenbang's face. He did not regret killing anyone.

Although it was only his first time doing it himself, many people had died indirectly at his hands before.

He was just a little afraid that he would be caught by others. Although he had done many horrific things, he had always hidden them well and never been exposed to others.

This time it was because the person he stuffed in the sack saw what he was doing that he killed him.

He was frightened all the way and ran into the mountains just to bury the body.

He untied the sack tremblingly and shined a flashlight inside. He was suddenly stunned.

There was no body in the sack at all, only a sack of loess, and a black invitation letter on top of the sack. ..

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