Death Inquisitor

"What... what should I do?" Zhou Jie said with a crying voice: "Ming, you'll think of a way soon... Please, please think of a way to save me, OK..."

Qian Mingming was already a mud-bodhisattva crossing the river at this time, and he could not guarantee himself. If he could come up with a way, he would have thought about it.

Zhou Jie is not unclear about the current situation of Qian Mingming, but he is accustomed to putting all hopes on other people's bodies.

This question is meaningless, and Qian Mingming has no solution.

The zombie moved, approaching these two people slowly, step by step, without looking anxious.

But the more this is, the greater the pressure on these two people. It seems that death is approaching the two of them step by step, and there is no way to hide.

Ye Chen looked at the despair and panic on their faces, and there was a sneer in the corners of their mouths. At this time, the two of them still have countless guilt that has not been paid off.

Therefore, before they have paid off their guilt, Ye Chen will not let them die as simple as that.

As the zombies held the two of them, they felt their heartbeats stopped.

Qian Mingming and Zhou Jie kept kicking with their feet, trying to kick away the zombies who had caught them, but there were too many of them.

In the end they were still submerged by the sea of ​​corpses.

"what……"

The taste in the zombie bite was painful and painful, and at the same time there was a particularly unbearable numbness.

The skin gradually changed color.

When the two thought they would die under the bite of the zombies, these zombies all disappeared.

But these two people are still rolling on the ground, the body is really too painful, so painful that they can't bear it, and even they choose to die rather than continue this way.

But now the two of them have a soft body, and the brain can't control the body's movements. They can only feel the cramps that are pressed and followed by waves.

Ye Chen looked at the two of them with cold eyes, until they became numb to this kind of pain, then Ye Chen said coldly, "You are all bitten by zombies. Such pain will continue forever. Until the end of your life."

"Of course. You won't die so easily."

Ye Chen said sternly: "You will endure a long period of pain before you die completely. At this time, according to your current situation, it is estimated that there is one month left."

The two's faces changed a lot, and they were immediately filled with lifelessness. For them, they are all dead now. If this is the case, it would be better to end their lives by themselves. At least this way, they can still Take less of this pain.

Ye Chen knew that they would have such thoughts, so he sneered to cut off their thoughts: "If you commit suicide, your body will die, but I can guarantee that your soul will continue to live, and then To experience that hell-like pain. It will be countless times more painful than now..."

Ye Chen's words made the eyes of these two men who had been extremely pained dumbfounded. They never thought that they would not even die now.

So how can we get through this next month? They don't know, they only know that they can't bear it now.

"Death magistrate, magistrate, magistrate... I beg you..." Qian Mingming shouted weakly: "You give me a happy heart, let me die."

This is the corpse poison that Ye Chen specially prepared for them, which is not the same as the zombie virus. Such a degree of pain, even if the body is completely torn, the resulting pain may not be so severe.

Under such pain, it is necessary to persist through this month...

Even if it is one minute and one second, they feel more difficult than hell.

"Death? Sometimes, death is the most extravagant thing in this world." Ye Chen said to himself: "If it is so simple, it will make you die. This is for those innocent people who die in your hands. It is too unfair. The death trial is the fairest thing."

"I can give you a chance, three hours from now. You will follow this road and you will see a hotel with medicine in the small hotel. If you can find it, you can continue to live. ."

Qian Mingming and Zhou Jie have a somewhat happy face. Anyway, this is at least one way.

However, Zhou Jie also has his own thoughts. If he finds the medicine, although he can stop the pain, the outcome will not change, and he will still die...

And now that he is so in pain, how can he find the antidote.

"Master Judge..."

Before Zhou Jie's words were spoken, Ye Chen already knew what he thought.

"If you go to the hotel, you won't be so painful..."

After Ye Chen finished speaking, he was reluctant to say half a word.

Qian Mingming and Zhou Jie both clenched their teeth and stood up. Although the body still had incomparable pain, for them, hope was much better than no hope.

Qian Mingming and Zhou Jie both tried to speed up their steps in order to save themselves a little bit of suffering. Ye Chen knew that this pain did not have much effect on the two of them who were close to numbness. Therefore, the two of them did not spend much time before they saw the hotel.

From the outside, the hotel is already very broken, but when the two of them walked in, they found that the inside was more worn than the outside. If it wasn't for the hotel in the desert, there were lights, Perhaps the two of them felt that the place had been abandoned.

The front desk of the hotel is next to the corridor entrance, and there is no one here. The two are only on the wall behind the front desk. They saw the price of the hotel, and there are several strings of keys hanging on the hooks on the wall. A few words were written on the white wall: "Pay money, take the key."

The two people standing at the front desk of the hotel are no longer in pain, which means that they now have time to think.

"What does this mean? If we are looking for medicine here, wouldn't it be possible to stay here? There is no one here. We simply don't know how to find it. Could it be turned upside down?" Zhou Jie grumbled. , The words are full of dissatisfaction and resentment. ..

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