Death Inquisitor

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"Brother Fei, who do you think these five boys have provoked, and the big guy Scar asked us to solve them completely." said a yellow-haired man in the left window.

As he spoke, he kept baring his teeth. It’s not that he didn’t do anything like murder, but killing five at a time was still five students…

This happened to him once.

But who made the money this time? One million yuan for five people, divided among the three of them, that is 300,000 yuan per person.

Anyway, it's not the first time I've killed someone, what's there to be afraid of? It's a fool not to take it if you have money.

"What do you care about? Others give money, and we will help them eliminate disasters. Don't mind your own business, and you can live longer." Said the man driving the car, brother Afei.

He used to drive a big truck, but then he hit someone in a traffic accident and absconded overnight.

In the end, by accident, he was met by Scarface.

Seeing that he can drive a large truck, he is considered a talent with special skills, so he hid it.

After the limelight passes, find someone who can wear makeup, and after a little bit of dressing up, you can come out in a big way again.

"However, the above request is really strange. It actually asks us to use poison." The window on the right has a small round face with a flat top.

In his hand, he was playing with a small glass bottle that was crystal clear and sealed, and there was something like half a bottle of water in it.

He didn't know that what was sealed inside was the latest and most stubborn super virus in the world. It only took such a small amount to cause countless deaths.

In fact, in addition to killing the death judge, this is also a conspiracy against country Z.

It's just that, even Ben and the blond woman didn't think of it.

The car swayed and came to an abandoned factory.

If Ye Chen was here, he would find that this was the factory where Bai Yuanming buried Bai Chongshan's body.

After all, there are not many such things as abandoned factories, even in a city.

The door of the big truck was opened, and Fei Ge and the others got out of the car, opened the door at the back, and began to carry the boxes with people inside.

They didn't notice that very secret cameras were installed in every corner of this abandoned factory.

At this time, in a live broadcast room of Douyu called "It's such an arrogant murder", the picture here is playing.

Zhou Wen only felt that he was being lifted up.

Then it moved out of thin air for a while, and the person carrying it in the middle tripped and almost flew out.

He also heard someone swearing.

"Damn it, where did the stone come from, I didn't even see it when I walked, I almost fell to my death." It was Huang Mao who spoke.

"It's alright, it's alright, stop talking, hurry up." The flat-topped little round face comforted, but there was a hint of impatience in the words.

Douyu live broadcast room.

A bored audience is wandering around, visiting this host's room for a while, and going to that host's room for a while.

Suddenly I saw a room with a very special name.

"Is that such an arrogant murder? What is it? Is it the judge's trumpet? It shouldn't be..."

Out of curiosity, he clicked in.

Then I saw a very eerie abandoned factory.

"Damn it, what the hell is this! With special effects scenes?" He was startled.

Then I saw two men come in with a box.

There were some strange things in his mouth.

"Is this the last one? I'm exhausted." In the video, a yellow hair wiped the sweat on his forehead.

"What nonsense are you talking about, there is another one in the car, I said you too, looking for so many women every day, sooner or later they will die on the stomach of a woman!" said the flat-topped little round face.

The audience in the room was instantly amused.

Feelings are web dramas, the lines are well designed and full of hilariousness.

What's in those boxes? It looks heavy.

After a while, a few more people entered the live broadcast room.

Look at that too.

But I believe that soon these people watching the fun will not be able to laugh.

Because after the last person was moved into the factory building, Fei Ge, Huang Mao, and the flat-topped and round-faced three began to cut the bandage seal on the box with a knife.

Inside, a sack appeared first, and then the sack was removed, revealing a person!

Under the threat of the knife, he was terrified and begged for mercy.

"What are you doing, talk about it, my family has money, and my family has money."

"Fart! Be honest with me!" Brother Fei kicked him, then pointed a knife at his neck, and Huang Mao was very skilled and tied his hands and feet from behind.

During the whole process, the teenager who looked like a high school student did not dare to resist at all.

"It's very similar, not bad!"

"The expression is in place, just like the real thing."

"Professional actor."

In the live broadcast room, a few audience members chatted.

They don't know it yet, something terrible is about to happen soon.

Then, Brother Fei and the others released the other four in succession and tied them together.

Among them is Zhou Wen, a very ordinary boy who is not tall and handsome.

Facing the knife, he cried out in fear.

"Wait, it's not quite right, why do I feel like I'm playing for real."

Suddenly, a viewer in the live broadcast room said with some awareness.

"It's really scary, it doesn't feel like acting."

"No way... When you say it, I don't think it's right."

"Damn, didn't you see that the faces of those students were all pale and their legs were shaking! Hurry up and call the police, this is 80% true!"

"That's right, hurry up and call the police. Even if it's fake, this kind of thing can't be broadcast live. They think they're the boss of the judge?"

However, it was too late!

Inside the factory, Brother Fei said to Huang Mao and Pingding's small round face: "Remember, the above requirement is to torture one person for half an hour, and then pour the poison at the same time, and chop one finger first."

"Okay!" Huang Mao gave a bloodthirsty smile, a pair of scissors appeared in his hand, and walked towards the first boy to be released.

"No... No, don't cut my hands." The boy shouted frantically, shaking his head and struggling, but he was trapped tightly and fixed on a broken machine. Can't move at all.

"what!"

After a scream, he tied his left hand behind him, and a little tail finger fell off. ..

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