Death Inquisitor

The man also tried to buy time to adjust his status.

But how did Chris, who had made up his mind to kill them, give him a chance.

It has been three hours since he got such a point, so it is absolutely impossible to complete the rules specified by the death judge.

So he must find a breakthrough.

"As long as I kill this group of guys, I can get at least 20 or 30 points, and I can redeem the hot weapons at that time. Even if it's just one person, I don't have to be afraid of teams with dozens of people." I thought to myself.

Suddenly found it difficult to obtain points and expensive to redeem. It may not be a bad thing for him.

As long as other people don't attack his own as hard as he does, I'm afraid there won't be many points.

This means that those people are likely to have no hot weapons or long-range cold weapons.

He can crush the past alone and complete the task of death judge.

"what!"

The last one was in a weak position, guarding again and again, and finally unable to resist Chris's offensive, he was stabbed on the body with a knife, and made a cry.

He, who was already in a weak position, has no power to overturn.

After a few rounds, he was killed by Chris in a "crazy" state and scored a few points again.

"Redeeming a pistol requires five points, and comes with a seven-round magazine. One point can be exchanged for a magazine. That means I can change a pistol with 21 rounds?"

After killing this person, Chris immediately opened the watch redemption interface and began to select weapons on it.

All points are consumed in one go.

"The opportunity belongs to me, here!"

Holding a pistol, he placed two magazines in his clothes pocket and walked toward the large team with a grimaced face.

The M people all use guns, not to mention Chris, an arms dealer plus a former weapon designer.

So when he was about 40 meters away from the team, he shot.

This distance is very close to the theoretical effective range of the pistol. The limit distance of a general pistol is about 50 meters, but few people can hit the target at this distance, especially in actual combat.

Even if it is thirty or forty meters, it is a very mysterious distance. But Chris is one of those few people, and his marksmanship is very good.

At the moment of the gunshot, a blood flower appeared on one of the "hands" closest to him, howling and falling to the ground.

Without timely treatment, he will soon die or be shocked by excessive blood loss.

Everyone was stunned, why Chris had a gun in his hand, and why he wanted to attack them.

It wasn't until the second shot that a blood hole appeared on the forehead of a man that the crowd exclaimed and panicked.

Watching Chris walking towards them, they fled one by one.

For a group of black people, you can't ask them to go forward with bullets, or use their lives to consume Chris' bullets to create opportunities for others.

"Shette, you are not allowed to run! Give me a stop! Give me the points!" Chris roared, his eyes red, obviously in a state of madness.

He was approaching the crowd, and the gun in his hand was angry.

Soon five more unlucky guys fell to the ground.

He changed the new magazine very skillfully and continued to shoot.

After coming to the side of a "man" who was injured by him but not dead, he picked up a machete on the ground and cut off his head.

Then the tool compensation starts one after another.

Following the red dots on the map, they chased those who fled.

From the moment he shot at the others, the two sides have become two teams.

Chris turned into a green dot by himself, representing himself. All other characters are displayed with red dots, representing enemies or prey.

"12 points, 13 points! Very good, Chris, you can do it! These **** guys must pay the price! You still have time and nine hours! Hahaha!"

Chris yelled as he chased.

Those who heard his shout in front were pale.

"Crazy, boss, he's crazy!"

"Run away, stay away from this lunatic, he will kill us!"

"Damn, why is there a gun in his hand, this is not fair!"

The snarling roared with Chris's laughter, accompanied by bursts of gunfire.

Chaos, everything is chaos!

It was not until a few minutes later that everything gradually calmed down.

Chris leaned on a tattered bus, his face pale, and covered his xiong mouth painfully.

People often stay up late for several nights and nights, although most of the results are sudden death.

But it also caused an illusion to many people that it would be no problem to stay overnight.

But in fact, this kind of staying up late must require people to be in a situation where they have less physical exertion and are more energetic, such as playing games... or chatting with a girl who just hooked up or caught up.

Once in a state of vigorous exercise, people will approach the limit and collapse faster.

Chris just felt his heart twitch at this time, as if he would die in the next second.

"No, I can't sleep yet! Otherwise, it's too late!"

Seeing that he was only in his early twenties, Chris kept breathing deeply, trying to rejuvenate himself.

But the eyelids are getting heavier.

In the end, he still couldn't hold back, and fell asleep in a deep sleep.

The live camera jumped to the other side and it continues.

The time soon came when only the last two hours remained.

Chris woke up from the bus, his face blank.

Then a jerky jerked, and quickly looked at the time on the watch, his face panicked.

"Damn, how come I fell asleep! Only the last two hours are left!" His body was cold, and the figure seemed to keep falling towards the abyss.

Anxiously got up from the ground.

When I call up the map again, my face is even more ugly.

There are only nine red dots left on the map! If you count him, there are ten more.

"What happened in the seven hours I was asleep. Did the other people die?"

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