Death Inquisitor

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Ji Zhe and Ma Rou were dumbfounded.

The gun didn't go off again!

The two looked at each other, the smiles on their faces returning to a look of fear.

This means that one of the two of them must die!

Zhao Xiaozhu burst out laughing.

Because his life has been saved.

"Here you go." He threw the revolver to Ji Zhe and gloated.

Don't you two bitches look down on me? Now it's up to you two to see who dies and who lives.

Ji Zhe caught the pistol in a hurry, and everyone was confused.

One-half!

The chance of death is too high.

The hand holding the gun kept shaking, but he couldn't lift it to his temple.

But at this time, Ji Zhe suddenly found that his hand was out of control and moved it to his head involuntarily.

His eyes suddenly widened, and he looked panicked: "Wait! No! I'll do it by myself, I'll do it by myself!"

He wanted to regain control of his hand first, and then delay it for a while.

Facing death, Ji Zhe could not help but be afraid. His legs were shaking and he was already kneeling on the ground.

"Judge boss, wait a minute, wuwuwu, don't! I still have something to say, give me ten more minutes... No, no, one minute, one minute! Give me one more minute!" Ji Zhe looked at it When the pistol reached his head, he shouted in fear.

But he found that his finger was already pulling the trigger.

"Ah!" he closed his eyes and exclaimed.

A puddle of urine dripped from between her legs.

"Not... not dead?" A few seconds later, Ji Zhe suddenly opened his eyes and couldn't help laughing.

Not caring about the coldness in his crotch, he stood up and jumped around, yelling like crazy.

Ma Rou next to her suddenly collapsed to the ground.

His face was dull.

I never thought that I would encounter such a fatal outcome.

Especially when Ji Zhe threw the gun on the ground in front of her, Ma Rou was even more frightened.

Die by yourself? No, no, no, she doesn't want to die yet.

So a fierce light flashed in her eyes and she came up with an idea.

"The Death Judge just wants to kill one person in this round. In this case, I will help him kill one. By then there will be two left, and he will have nothing to say." Ma Rou thought like this, The copyist grabbed the pistol on the ground.

Inexplicably, she felt a little more courageous, because she knew that as long as she fired, a bullet would definitely come out.

"Go to hell!" She pointed the gun at Zhao Xiaozhu with a ferocious expression.

While the other party was still dumbfounded, he pulled the trigger.

boom!

A bullet was fired and hit Zhao Xiaozhu in the abdomen.

"You!" Zhao Xiaozhu, who was severely injured, subconsciously covered the wound, and blood seeped out from between his fingers.

Bright red, drop by drop fell to the ground.

His face was as white as snow.

"You actually...you are so brave! Ahem..." Zhao Xiaozhu pointed at Ma Rou with his other finger excitedly.

Ji Zhe was also stunned. He never expected that Ma Rou would be so bold.

Is this a blatant defiance of the Death Judge's rules?

He quickly took a few steps back.

She was afraid that Ma Rou would implicate herself later.

Uh-huh!

Zhao Xiaozhu disappeared into the room and reappeared a few seconds later.

The injuries on his body have recovered.

He looked at Ma Rou with a ferocious expression, clenched his fists and walked over.

"You, what do you want to do? Don't come here!" Ma Rou panicked when she saw that Zhao Xiaozhu was not dead.

Crying, he threw away the pistol, shook his head, sat on the ground and moved back.

Soon he was leaning against the wall.

"Uuuuuu, I was wrong, don't do this. Brother Zhao, Brother Xiaozhu! Please spare me." Ma Rou cried, not forgetting to look pitifully towards Zhao Xiaozhu.

"You bitch, don't do this to me. You dared to shoot me just now, right?" Zhao Xiaozhu walked and picked up two knives on the ground beside him.

Then he glared fiercely at Ji Zhe next to him: "Ji, you'd better be more honest with me! Otherwise, don't blame your grandpa and I for not having a good eye for knives."

Ji Zhe shook his head quickly and took a few steps back, indicating that he would never help Ma Rou.

When Ma Rou tried to blame everything on him, there was a rift between the two of them. How could he fight Zhao Xiaozhu for her?

It was just that Zhao Xiaozhu had an injury on his leg before.

But because of the shot just now, Zhao Xiaozhu was healed by the Death Judge even with his leg injury. He was also holding two knives, so he was no match for him in a real fight.

Ma Rou was still a little unwilling.

He gritted his teeth slightly and gave Zhao Xiaozhu an ugly smile: "Brother Xiaozhu, are you willing to do this to me..."

As he spoke, he made a flirtatious gesture and gently stroked his leg with one hand.

"Fuck you!" Zhao Xiaozhu took a few steps forward and kicked Ma Rou to the ground.

Is this woman mentally ill? Even if men are thinking animals with their lower body, but you are shooting to kill me, how can I still be seduced by you?

Zhao Xiaozhu simply didn’t know that this woman had rice in her head.

Grass or shit, stupid!

Ma Rou was stunned by this kick.

Ever since she fell in love with Xu Sanqiang at first sight, she knew how to use her body for profit.

In fact, besides Ji Zhe, she also seduced several men for some things.

But he has never been kicked away like today. This is unacceptable to Ma Rou, who has always tried everything and tried everything.

"Made, bitch!" Zhao Xiaozhu suddenly used force and inserted a knife into Ma Rou's hand on the ground.

The knife entered through the back of the hand and was nailed directly to the floor.

"Ah!" Ma Rou shouted in fear and pain.

The blood flowing from the wound made her whole body stiff and she dared not move.

"I've long been unhappy with you, a bitch. You look down on me, and you want to kill me, right?" Zhao Xiaozhu said with a cruel smile: "Today, I'll ruin your appearance first. Let's see how you, a bitch, show off in the future!"

"don't want!"

Hearing Zhao Xiaozhu's words, Ma Rou suddenly became frightened.

Every woman is afraid of being disfigured, let alone a person who is obsessed with her own appearance. ..

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