Death Inquisitor

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"If Hu Zeheng is killed, everyone will be notified and can be killed freely..."

This rule seems very unfair to Hu Zeheng.

Because they cannot kill each other, all the people in country R will unite to deal with him alone.

There will be no unnecessary internal friction.

But Hu Zeheng was not worried at all.

Because at this moment, a powerful force was emerging from his body.

That's the power he gained with his entire left hand, two ears, a nose and a fifth limb!

Even if it is only one-third, it is already beyond ordinary people.

Most importantly, that powerful instinct seems to be back! At this moment, Hu Zeheng not only had superhuman strength and speed, but also had top fighting skills.

"Prey, prepare to bear my anger and resentment!" He grinned ferociously at the R country agents and experimenters in front of him.

The anger he couldn't vent made him almost crazy.

But there is no way to vent his anger on the Death Judge, so why can't he vent his anger on these people?

At the same time, gates of light appeared at everyone's feet.

Then swish!

Everyone fell downwards and disappeared into the open space in front of the hospital.

Then, the video screen changed and came to a ward.

The terrifying figure of Hu Zeheng appeared among them.

Looking at the empty ward and the garbage on the floor, he gave up the idea of ​​finding a weapon.

The biggest problem now is that he can't hear the sound.

Therefore, when the eyes cannot see, it is difficult to detect the enemy in advance.

Therefore, Hu Zeheng also appeared to be very cautious.

He carefully came to the door of the ward, opened the door suddenly, and then quickly ducked to one side to avoid being attacked by enemies who might be outside the door.

However, there was no sign of the enemy outside.

However, he found something surprising on the ground at the door.

It was a useless pen that had run out of ink, but it could be used as a weapon.

So he picked it up, put it away, and quickly stepped out.

Start walking in the hallway.

Since he couldn't hear the sound, Hu Zeheng didn't know if there was any movement in other rooms. He could only try to walk as lightly as possible and search each room.

In one of the nearby wards, Country R agent Fuuta Murakami had just recovered from the dizziness caused by the portal.

When ordinary people experience teleportation, some will have adverse reactions.

And this Murakami Futa is obviously one of them.

It took him a full two minutes to recover from the nausea and dizziness.

Among those who fainted from the portal, he was considered to be quite powerful.

And just as he recovered, he heard some unusual noises outside the door.

Murakami Fuuta's face was slightly stunned, then he smiled and shouted in R Mandarin: "The people outside are our own people inside, there is no need to come in."

After all, according to probability, the chance of him meeting his companions is much greater than the chance of meeting that monster.

According to the rules of the Death Judge, they cannot kill each other before destroying the monster.

So Murakami Futa is not worried about exposing his existence.

However, after his voice sounded, the approaching footsteps from outside did not stop or go away.

On the contrary, the other party actually started to try to open the door, with no intention of responding to him.

There was a hint of coldness in Murakami Fuuta's eyes, it seemed that he was not one of his own.

In other words, who is planning to violate the rules of the Death Judge and secretly kill his companions?

Or was he really lucky enough to meet that monster?

Thinking of that guy who was neither human nor ghost, Murakami Fuuta showed a sneer on his face.

He was just a cripple. It was ridiculous that he dared to call them prey before.

A standard karate posture was taken out by Futa Murakami.

If it was really the cripple, he wouldn't need a sneak attack at all.

And if it is a professional agent like him, sneak attacks will be useless, and in the end, a head-on confrontation will be necessary.

The door seemed to be locked, and it rattled for a long time without being opened.

People outside became impatient, because the movement of the doorknob was obviously much louder and more aggressive.

Then, there was a loud bang.

The door was kicked away as Murakami Futa looked in shock.

"No!" He quickly dodged, and then looked at the door with solemn eyes. Is there really someone planning to disobey the Death Judge's rules?

It's really crazy that you dare to provoke that kind of terrifying existence.

However, when his eyes saw the figure at the door, he froze.

How could it be this guy!

Because the person who appeared at the door was none other than Hu Zeheng.

"It turns out there is someone inside." Hu Zeheng sneered.

Looking at Murakami Fuuta was like looking at a dead person. Then he rushed towards him suddenly.

At the same time, the tip of the pen on his remaining right hand was pointed at him from afar.

"How could this cripple be so fast, and so powerful..." Murakami Fuuta

Full of shock, he gritted his teeth.

Finally, I felt a little afraid of Hu Zeheng.

Quickly dodge.

After all, he is a professionally trained agent, and he will not be killed instantly under Hu Zeheng.

But when they met, they fell into an absolute disadvantage.

"This guy is so scary. It's too bad. If we can't unite, the whole army may be annihilated!" Fuuta Murakami looked very panicked.

The whirring sound in his ears made his hair stand up.

Then I felt a pain in my mouth.

"How is that possible?" He looked down at his bear mouth in disbelief.

The other party had actually pierced the pen into his heart.

Blood poured in along the gap at the top of the pen.

The transparent pen body was quickly filled with red liquid.

"Hey, one!" Hu Zeheng laughed ferociously. He enjoyed this feeling very much.

And as long as he kills all these people, his body can recover.

puff!

He pulled out the pen, and a bloody arrow shot out from the wound.

Feng Murakami covered his bear's mouth fiercely and staggered back.

His eyes were full of unwillingness and despair, and he actually died at the hands of a cripple! ..

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