Death Inquisitor

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The shooting blockbuster, which is extremely rare to see on weekdays, instantly appeared in the live broadcast of the death trial.

Countless bullets flew towards the skeleton motorcycle burning with the fire of hell.

"Ding ding ding dong..."

A dense collision sounded.

The bullet hit the ground, splashed sparks, hit the skeleton motorcycle, and the same sparks flew.

At least fifty bullets hit the skeleton motorcycle, more than thirty of which hit the tires.

However, the skeleton motorcycle burning with the fire of hell was stunned, nothing happened, and was still chasing the bus.

Ten seconds later, the dozens of thousands of sharks in the bus helped the younger brother stop, shoot, and strike one by one, and then opened their mouths wide, watching the result that made their hearts collapse.

"Oh, this...what the hell is this..." One person shouted in panic.

"This... how is he going to deal with this?" one person shouted in horror.

"Quick! Quickly call the boss! Ask Master Bu to deal with this ghost!" One person suddenly remembered something, and then hurriedly shouted.

"Right, call Master Bu to deal with this ghost..." One person's eyes lit up, and he shouted in ecstasy.

One person hurriedly took out his mobile phone, found Xing Meng's number, and dialed it.

In the center of the convoy, in Xing Meng's car.

"Hey, what's going on? Why is there a gunshot?" Xing Meng was stunned for a moment, then suddenly shivered and shuddered, and then shouted.

"Brother... It's 9 o'clock, could it be... Could it be that the death judge took action, and the younger brothers found out and then shot..." Liu Qiang, who also heard the sound of gunshots, turned pale. Then he said nervously.

Whether it was him or Xing Meng, there was an inexplicable fear of the death judge.

"Oh, damn it!" Xing Meng's expression changed when he heard this, and then he roared angrily.

His voice was loud, as if he was courageous and unafraid, when in fact he was emboldening himself.

At this moment, Xing Meng's cell phone rang.

Xing Meng was startled, and when he looked at the phone, he connected with a gloomy face.

"Hey! Big... Big brother... Not good... There is a flaming skeleton motorcycle chasing us again!" The younger brother's voice sounded instantly.

"The flaming skeleton motorcycle?" Xing Meng was stunned for a moment, then his face sank, and he shouted angrily:

"What's so strange about skeleton motorcycles? I have seen women's motorcycles. No matter how strange it is, they are not motorcycles. They are still on fire, and they are still chasing you. Are you kidding me again?"

Xing Meng thought it was something, but he didn't expect it to be a motorcycle on fire. What's so scary about a motorcycle like that?

In Xing Meng's view, it was the motorcycle's fuel tank leaking oil, then it caught fire, the driver was thrown out, and the motorcycle rushed forward because of inertia, which caused the younger brothers to be sensitive and sensitive, and shot.

But in the next second, Xing Meng suddenly reacted to one thing, the normal motorcycle was on fire, and the younger brothers who could not be led to shoot.

Hearing this, the younger brother of the Wan Scorpion Gang hurriedly explained:

"No... Big brother... That motorcycle, no one is driving, can keep chasing us. The speed is getting faster and faster. The ground it drives over is on fire. Wherever it goes, the flame will burn. We Shooting its tires doesn't help..."

"What!" Xing Meng was startled suddenly, a chill rose from his ass, butt, and straight to his forehead, and then he thought of the death judge.

Because only the death judge can come up with strange things to hunt down criminals, the skeleton motorcycle that the younger brother is talking about now must be made by the death judge.

"Brother... it's true... let's inform Master Bu, big brother, we... we're going to be caught up..." the younger brother of the Wan Sha Gang shouted in horror.

"Yeah, it's a motorcycle, you're afraid of shit!" When Xing Meng heard this, a ruthless, hot look instantly appeared in his eyes, and then he shouted.

He naturally knew that the Infantry Master, who holds the title of King of Magnetic Storms, had super powers.

However, there is only one Infantry Infantry Master, even if he protects him, it is to protect Xing Meng. How could he ask Infantry Infantry Master to protect any younger brother.

More importantly, the last bus was originally arranged by Xing Meng intentionally.

No matter what the death judge sends to attack them, at least, there are people from the bus blocking him, which can buy him a lot of time.

"Big brother! You!" The younger brother of the Wan Sha Gang was shocked when he heard this, and then a voice that suppressed his anger came.

This little brother is naturally not a fool, how could he not hear Xing Meng's perfunctory.

"Yes, you want to die? Dare to talk to Lao Tzu in this tone?" Xing Meng's face sank, and then he shouted angrily.

"Shit, you are paralyzed, Xing Meng!" The younger brother of the Wan Sha Gang couldn't bear it any longer when he heard this.

Convoy, on the last bus.

The younger brother who called Xing Meng scolded Xing Meng angrily as soon as the words landed, and a carload of people stayed together.

They are all the younger brothers of the Wan Sha Gang, and now their companions actually scolded the leader of the Wan Sha Gang, Xing Meng.

How could they not be surprised, how could they not be stunned.

You know, there are not five people who dare to be disrespectful to Xing Meng, but three.

Now another one pops up.

At this moment, the little brother who called the phone smashed the phone to pieces, and then roared angrily: "Xing!

Don't call Master Bu to protect us! "

"What!" Everyone in the bus was shocked when they heard this.

After a short silence, one person suddenly remembered something, his face changed suddenly, and then he roared angrily:

"I said how to tell us to be at the back, we are abandoned sons! Buying time to escape for Xing Meng's life!"

"Well, you reminded me by saying that. We joined the Wan Sha Gang for a short time, and we must not be close to him. Cao He, we are all being tricked!" One person roared angrily.

"What should I do? He's paralyzed. I don't want to die. Even if I die, I'll pull Xing Meng, a bastard, to die with him!" One man roared frantically.

"Chase! Catch up! Kill that bitch Xing Meng!" One of them roared with a grim face.

"Dog, overtake!" One person shouted angrily at the bus driver.

"Okay!" The bus driver who was called a dog responded frantically.

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