Death Inquisitor

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There is even some drama.

Because he succeeded. He successfully pretended to be a pig and ate the tiger, and watched them gradually consume the power they could use to deal with him, especially the bald man.

After all, this is a cage and the space is small. If there was a fight, he would be quite afraid of the bald man's power.

But now, the person who threatened him the most is dead, and the two remaining losers are nothing to be afraid of.

However, the two people opposite did not have this awareness.

They didn't know how powerful the man in the white shirt was, and until now they thought they could win.

So the two of them chuckled disdainfully, and then rushed forward.

What can I do if they find out? Two of them will beat you and one of them will torture you completely!

However, the reality made them despair.

The man in the white shirt knocked them to the ground with one punch, so fast that they didn't even react.

This is also related to the situation in recent years.

First, the increase in surveillance equipment has made the country's crackdown on gang-related forces more powerful, and also given the Pumpkin Gang fewer opportunities to fight.

Secondly, the Pumpkin Gang has been transforming in recent years, so there are fewer times when they need to fight.

This has greatly reduced the combat effectiveness of the members of the Pumpkin Gang. Most of them are just using this name to show off their power, and they may not be the opponents of ordinary people in a real fight.

That's why these two core members are so vulnerable in front of a master like the man in the white shirt.

"Ahem..."

The two people on the ground coughed and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Looking at the man in the white shirt with a horrified expression, he stammered: "You, how could you be so powerful!"

"Idiots, wastes like you are not afraid of being hacked when you go out to show off your power." The man in the white shirt sneered.

He is a person with a strong sense of crisis. He knows that his identity is not popular, and he may one day meet someone who is forced to come to him for help.

That's why I train hard and practice karate in order to be able to deal with that kind of situation one day. But I didn't expect it to be effective in today's situation.

"Okay, now let me see which one of you two has the key in your belly!" He licked his dry lips.

But I found a salty taste. Only then did he realize that in the first round, a lot of blood was splashed on his face.

The man in the white shirt raised his head and glanced at the figure in the flames in the sky, fear flashing in his eyes.

His little tricks are only slightly more powerful among ordinary people. And once faced with a knife or a gun, you will be directly at a disadvantage, but the monster in the sky is someone who can ignore any weapon on the earth.

"I hope I can survive from his hands." The man in the white shirt sighed, feeling a little disinterested.

Picking up the knife on the ground next to him, he walked up to one of the two core members.

"Stop! Please don't do this to me. Cut open his stomach first! Maybe the key is in his stomach!" This was a middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance. His face turned pale and he begged for mercy in a panic. .

The bad roots of human nature are fully displayed at this moment.

"What! You bastard!" The man next to him suddenly glared.

Then he quickly looked at the man in the white shirt and said, "Don't listen to him. I think the key is in his stomach. Cut him open!"

"Pop!"

The man in the white shirt slapped them each, and said angrily: "Stop talking nonsense, do I need you to make a decision?"

After feeling his own insignificance and weakness in the Death Judge, he was not in a good mood to begin with, but now these two people gave him an excuse to vent.

puff!

The knife was stabbed violently into the abdomen of the unspectacular middle-aged man.

He suddenly screamed.

You must know that seppuku is quite painful, otherwise the Japanese would not regard seppuku as a way to apologize.

During World War II, when defeated officers committed seppuku, someone would usually assist them with pistols to help them die faster to reduce pain.

At this time, the middle-aged man only felt that his entire abdomen was twitching, as if all his intestines were tangled together.

Even acute appendicitis is not so painful.

"Found it!" The man in the white shirt put his hand in, and soon his face lit up with joy.

A purple key appeared in his hand, but this time the key was stained with red blood, making the purple color less obvious.

"Be sure to open it, God bless you, God bless you!" Another member of the Pumpkin Gang on the ground looked at the key in the hand of the man in the white shirt and prayed in his heart.

Because if he fails again this time, he will be the next one to have his stomach cut open.

But things didn't go in the direction he hoped.

The key was stuck in the keyhole again and couldn't move! This is also not a real key.

"Something's wrong!" The man in the white shirt had a bad feeling in his heart.

At this time, someone suddenly shouted from a cage in the distance.

"Stop killing each other! The Death Judge is simply bluffing us. There is no real key at all! He just wants us to kill each other!"

"Yes, if you don't believe it, just open your eyes and look around. There are not many people left in all the cages. But there is no cage that can

is opened. It’s normal for one or two to be unlucky, but it’s not like all of us are so unlucky, right? So there is no key that can unlock the cage! shouted another voice.

Everyone was stunned.

The man in the white shirt turned his head and looked around. Sure enough, as the two figures said, there were not many people left in each cage.

But until now, none of the cages have been opened.

Could it be that this is really a trap?

Everyone immediately started making noises, looking at the Death Judge in the flames above their heads, cursing and shouting angrily.

It's just that he is untrustworthy and a liar.

"Oh, I discovered it so quickly." Ye Chen lowered his head slightly in the flames in the sky, and the mouth exposed under the mask was slightly raised, showing a trace of amusement.

"Of course the key is real, but there's one thing I didn't tell you."

His faint voice sounded, but it directly drowned out the combined sounds of the remaining nearly a hundred people below.

echoed throughout the square. ..

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