Death Inquisitor

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Especially when he turned his head up slightly.

When he saw that staring, unrepentant face, he was so frightened that his eyes went dark, and he passed out directly.

But soon, a basin of cold water fell from the sky, waking him up.

"Take gall." Ye Chen's voice came from the light screen.

Seven's eyes widened.

Want to take it? Isn't man already dead?

But he didn't know that it was because of his frightened appearance that Ye Chen deliberately asked him to take courage.

Otherwise, the following trial will start directly.

The sound of machinery sounded, and the muzzle of the black hole was aimed at Number Seven who was lying on the ground.

Make his scalp tingle.

Get up from the ground and stand in front of Number Five who is tied to the wooden frame.

His right hand was trembling, and he stretched it out.

First, he touched the wound where the flesh rolled up.

It was still hot, and the blood was sticky.

Stretching and entering slowly, the warm feeling in his hand made his skin crawl again and again.

Especially those scratchy organs inside.

He grabbed something inside, then gritted his teeth and pulled out a broken organ that was pinched by him.

Unfortunately, this is not, even he himself recognized it, it is liver.

The bright red liver was bloody in his hand, like a mass of crumbled blood tofu.

But that strong fishy smell, but his stomach rolled over again.

Hastily threw it away, and reached in again.

He felt the bones, and also felt something strange, but he didn't know what it was.

The human body is very complicated, he doesn't even know what the gallbladder looks like, what it feels like to touch it, he can only grab what he can, and he can pull it out.

Soon, there were a bunch of organs on the ground.

And number five's body also began to feel empty.

Until reaching out again, Number Seven grabbed something out of it.

The wooden frame that bound No. 5 disappeared behind.

Losing the fixed number five, he fell straight forward, slammed, and buried his head in the pile of his organs.

"Ah!" Number Seven cried, looking up to the sky.

The humiliation of being persecuted was vented in the form of bitter tears at this moment.

"The next number seven." However, Ye Chen's cold voice knocked him back to the cruel reality.

No. 7 clenched that blood-stained fist tightly, and walked step by step towards the roulette where life and death were only a moment.

"Alive, I must live! After paying such a high price, being manipulated by the death judge like a dog, I must survive!" He roared in his heart.

The death roulette turned again, making a clattering sound like the last countdown of life.

Tens of seconds later, life or death, or life is worse than death, is just a short sentence description!

"Craniotomy, eat brains."

boom!

A bolt from the blue exploded in No. 7's mind.

He turned around abruptly, and roared towards the light screen in mid-air: "Judge of Death, are you kidding me!"

Then he laughed nervously, and with the right hand with No. 5's blood, he wiped four long bloodstains on his face!

"Haha! Come on, you two, whoever is going to eat my brains, come on!" He laughed maniacally at Zhang Biao and Thunder Tiger.

There was numbness and despair in his eyes.

"Come on! Hahaha!"

He smiled and knelt down on the ground, with his hands open to the sky, making an embrace.

Then he punched the ground violently, his fingers were broken, dripping with blood, and the skin was worn out, exposing the white bones inside.

"Come on, I beg you to come! Give me a good time!" He cried hysterically while crying.

But Zhang Biao and Lei Huhu backed away with pale faces.

Number Seven's desperate appearance terrified them.

But they are more afraid that colorful light will appear on themselves.

But often things don't go according to people's wishes.

Zhang Biao was retreating, wanting to stay away from No. 7, but that colorful light appeared on his body.

"No!" He exclaimed, with a look of fear on his face.

An electric drill appeared on the ground in front of him, and the long wire was dragged to nowhere in the warehouse.

At the same time, all barrels were aimed at him at this moment.

The panic on Zhang Biao's face became even stronger.

He doesn't want to die, but he doesn't want to eat any human brains either, that's too scary.

There was the sound of a bullet being loaded.

Kakaka, in this terrifyingly silent warehouse, there was a ringing sound.

Zhang Biao collapsed.

He doesn't want to die!

Picking up the electric drill on the ground, he resolutely walked towards No. 7 who was still beating the ground.

An iron bucket was drilled up from the ground, and No. 7 was packed inside.

Then the top of the bucket closed, securing his neck.

I can't move my head.

No. 7 looked at Zhang Biao with red eyes, and smiled hehehe.

It made Zhang Biao feel cold and his scalp numb.

The electric drill was placed on top of Seven's head.

When the switch is turned on, it buzzes

turned up.

Zhang Biao wanted to press it several times and put it on No. 7's scalp.

But several times I held back because of fear.

"three!"

"two!"

At this time, Ye Chen began to count down.

The cold numbers made Zhang Biao panic.

He had no doubt that when "One" fell, all the surrounding guns aimed at him would fire instantly.

hum!

"what!"

The drill falls.

Number Seven only let out a scream and widened his eyes, but there was no further movement.

A pair of lifeless eyes just stared directly at the direction of the video.

Zhang Biao closed his eyes and shouted in horror.

The feeling of the electric drill turning on the skull, the feeling of blood splashing from the wound and falling on his face made him terrified to the extreme.

Hands empty!

Get through!

Zhang Biao opened his eyes and found that the bit of the electric drill had completely sunk into No. 7's head.

At this moment, the brains inside are probably in a mess.

But such a small hole was not enough, Zhang Biao pulled out the blood-stained drill bit.

With trembling hands, he drilled beside him again.

Buzzing buzzing, that terrifying sound kept ringing in the warehouse.

Leihuo stood there blankly as if he had been dumbfounded.

After a long time, he looked around.

Li Guoyun, with a knife stuck in his chest, died with regret. ..

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