Death Inquisitor

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He was ruthless enough when he killed Wan Tong, but compared to these men in black, he was simply not good enough.

With a gloomy face, Ruan Bao left the scene and cautiously headed to the eighth floor.

Because Zhao Wu is hiding on the eighth floor of the hospital.

But how to lure this guy out and then kill him, Ruan Bao didn't have any good ideas.

He could only try the method he used to deal with Wan Tong on Zhao Wu.

But when I called, the other party didn't even answer the call.

Ruan Bao was helpless to deal with this kind of guy who was "unsatisfied".

Just when he walked back to the stairs from the sixth floor to the seventh floor, he unexpectedly found three men in black wandering there.

His eyes kept looking into the distance.

One of them turned his head and met his eyes.

"Not good!" Ruan Bao felt a sudden thought in his heart and quickly turned around and left.

Secretly praying that the other party didn't recognize him.

But that was obviously impossible. A loud roar sounded from behind: "Hurry up and chase! The one in front is the target!"

"Damn it!" Ruan Bao cursed secretly in his heart, gritted his teeth and started to run quickly.

The bursts of pain in his back made him very painful.

The slightly condensed wound seemed to have been violently torn open again, and some warm liquid seeped out from inside.

If it wasn't bandaged, the blood might flow faster.

Ruan Bao's brain suddenly became dizzy and he fell towards a patient next to him.

The two fell to the ground together.

"It's over!" Ruan Bao felt despair in his heart, closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, waiting for the severe pain to come.

Because the chasing footsteps were very close to him.

In his current situation, it was unrealistic to get up from the ground and run away immediately.

But the severe pain he imagined did not come, and he was lifted up from the ground like a chicken.

When he opened his eyes, he saw an expressionless face wearing sunglasses.

It's just like that Wang Zhen.

On both sides, there was a man in black surrounding him, with the machete in his hand placed on his neck.

"No, you didn't kill me?" Ruan Bao was surprised, and then he felt a sense of joy.

This shows that he still has a chance!

"Brother, what do you want to do? Have you recognized the wrong person?" He probed with a sad face.

Trying to put on a very aggrieved expression.

The man in black did not answer him. Instead, the three of them started talking among themselves, their voices seemed very stiff.

"Is this the person?"

"Yes, he was the one who stole the thing."

"Then take it back as the boss wants, chop off his hands, and throw them into the tiger den to feed the tigers."

Each of the three people said something.

Ruan Bao's mouth opened slightly, showing a dull expression.

Are you kidding? Why should he be treated differently?

First he is a traitor, and then he is a thief who steals things. He has to be taken to see the boss to have his hands chopped off and fed to tigers.

How many sins had he committed in his previous life?

"Wait! Three eldest brothers, three eldest brothers, please tell me something! You must have recognized the wrong person, I am just an ordinary patient! Wait..."

He said hurriedly, but was dragged forward on the ground like a dead dog.

"Wait a minute, I know where the remaining person is, and I will take you to find him!"

Seeing that the matter was serious, Ruan Bao panicked and shouted to the three men in black.

At the same time, he was thinking: "Perhaps we can use that Zhao Wu's hand to kill these three guys. If both sides can be harmed, he can still get an advantage."

And this is his only hope now.

"Are you serious?" The man in black stopped, and the three of them turned around at the same time. The man who was holding his collar said coldly.

"Really, really!" Ruan Bao's face showed joy, and he nodded wildly like a chicken pecking at rice.

The men in black looked at each other, and then said to him: "Well, take us to find him! It's best not to play tricks, or we will ask the boss to give you more food."

The expression on Ruan Bao's face froze slightly.

Don’t think that adding vegetables is a good thing. To put it plainly, it means increased punishment and torture.

"Understand, understand, I will be honest and never play tricks!" Ruan Bao promised quickly.

Then, the man in black asked him to stand up from the ground and lead the way.

But there are still two sharp machetes hanging on his neck.

The sharp edge that gave rise to goosebumps made the skin ache, and caused layers of cold sweat to appear on Ruan Bao's forehead.

He raised his head stiffly and walked forward as if rushing to the execution ground.

Soon we arrived at the eighth floor.

Then, following the coordinate prompts, Ruan Bao led three men in black towards a consulting room.

After entering, Ruan Bao couldn't help but be stunned.

Because there is no figure of Zhao Wu here at all.

There was only one patient and a doctor in a white coat and mask.

However, he didn't notice that when the doctor saw them coming in, his pupils suddenly narrowed and he felt unnatural for a moment.

But soon he disguised himself so perfectly that it seemed that he had no

Nothing unusual was found at the door. It fits the behavior of the puppet-like background characters.

"Is this the place you were talking about? Where are the others?" The three men in black pressed the knife closer to Ruan Bao's neck.

Immediately blood seeped out from the cut skin.

Ruan Bao stretched out his neck in horror, trying to make it thinner to avoid the sharp edge of the blade. At the same time, he shouted anxiously: "Impossible, he is obviously here! By the way, it's the doctor! He He must be pretending to be a doctor!”

A trace of killing intent flashed in Zhao Wu's eyes.

Damn it, how on earth did this guy find him.

At this time, he was already sure that the guy named Ruan Bao in front of him was the traitor.

"These guys are blocking the door. They can't escape. But fortunately there are not many people on the other side, so they should be able to kill them." Zhao Wu didn't see anything unusual on the surface, but he had already made up his mind.

And secretly, he grabbed one hand on the chair he was sitting on.

Once a fight breaks out, he will definitely suffer a loss against the man in black holding a machete, so this chair becomes his weapon. ..

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