Death Inquisitor

Song Ji didn't understand that they had already said yes at first, and that the method was very easy to use, and it really allowed all four of them to survive, but Wang Liu just wanted to turn back, did Wang Liu have any hatred against him?

Song Ji looked at Wang Liu with a grudge.

"Don’t look at me with this kind of look, I just want to live for myself. If I shouted my name and Sun Development shouted my name again, wouldn’t I be dead? Do you think I’m stupid? Do you feel comfortable going on the road , I will take care of your loved ones."

"I take care of your mother!"

Song Ji was completely angry, grabbed Wang Liu's head, opened his mouth and bit into Wang Liu's throat.

Wang Liu was caught off guard, his throat was suddenly bitten, and blood poured out instantly.

"Ho ho, **** ho." Wang Liu exhaled, panting.

His face suddenly turned pale, and he didn't expect Song Ji to be so crazy, but there was a female ghost beside him. Song Ji dared to start.

He was about to die, his throat was bitten, and his face was quickly covered with fear and resentment.

At this moment, the female ghost stepped forward and grabbed Song Ji's right shoulder with his right hand, tearing Song Ji's right arm away.

A whole right arm, even if cut with a knife, can still make people alive, and the female ghost actually tears with brute force.

Song Ji's pain can be imagined.

Song Ji screamed, immediately fell to the ground and rolled, his left hand continued to reach his right shoulder, trying to hold the wound, but his palm did not dare to really press down.

He knew very well that it was enough pain to break his arm. If he pressed it, it would only make the pain more severe!

But if you don't hurry to find a way, he will definitely die because of too much blood loss.

At this moment, the female ghost said again:

"Don't be stunned, start the second round of games, starting with Song Ji."

Song Jiqiang endured the pain, looked at Wang Liu and then looked at Sun Development.

Wang Liu has been bitten by his throat and has lived for a short time. Rather than wasting an opportunity, it is better to name Sun Development. If Sun Development didn't shout his name just now, he still had a chance to struggle, but Sun Development just fell into trouble when he was the most difficult.

It can be said that Song Ji will not hate Sun Development less than Wang Liu.

"Sun Development!"

Song Ji gritted his teeth and shouted the name word by word.

Sun Development's face changed, looking at Song Ji's eyes with a little bit of hatred.

When it was his turn to roll his name, he deliberately retaliated, shouting Song Ji's name again, and striking Wang Liu at the same time. Wang Liu had been bitten by Song Ji's throat, and he must have hated Song Ji in his heart. Sun Kaifang believed that he would call Song Ji's name.

"Song Ji!"

Unexpectedly, Sun Liu had been bitten through his throat and it was difficult to speak, but he still stared at Song Ji with resentment and shouted Song Ji's name in a hoarse voice.

After the three of them were all named, the final chance fell on Hu Santou.

"Hu San! Don't shout your name!"

Hu San had not spoken yet, and Song Ji could not wait to warn him.

However, Hu San didn't hear his words and shouted his name coldly.

Song Ji's left hand was also torn off by the female ghost.

The audience in the live broadcast room could not sit still when they saw this.

"Speechless, the boss of the magistrate left them such a big loophole that they didn't take advantage of it."

"The magistrate is prescient. It was expected that they would be infighted early in the morning."

"It's all the fault of not trusting each other, if they trust each other, it won't be like this."

In the public security bureau in Beijing, Qin Feng and Director Liu have no expression at all.

"As I imagined, the death judge has calculated humanity too thoroughly. He must know that some of these people will certainly not shout their names. As long as one of them does not follow the rules, hatred will spread." Qin Fengtan He took a breath and said.

"The death judge's ability to grasp people's hearts is too changeable and abnormal." Director Liu nodded and said, after finishing, Director Liu sighed and then asked:

"Did you find out the location of the abandoned factory? How long is it now?"

"I found it. It will take at least fifteen minutes to rush over. It seems too late." Qin Feng nodded and said.

In the suburbs of Beijing, the game continues.

At the same time that Song Ji lost his left hand, Wang Liu finally couldn't support it, and he died first.

"Hahaha, this unruly **** is finally dead and deserves it!" Song Ji cursed in relief.

It's just that Song Ji's words just fell off, and Sun Kaifang and Hu Santu looked at him badly.

Song Ji's face changed and changed.

To be sure, the next shouting name of Sun Kaifang and Hu San will still be his Song Ji, who will follow Wang Liu's footsteps and become the second person to be killed. After his death, Sun Kaifang and Hu San will never be repeated as long as they keep calling each other's names.

He Song Ji died in vain.

Thinking of this, the resentment on Song Ji's face became more obvious.

"You two bastards, the one who was unruly in the first place was obviously Wang Liu, and the second one who was unruly was Sun Development. Why should I, the law-abiding person, die, but you, the law-abiding ones, can survive? Why?"

Song Ji cursed reluctantly and rushed to Sun Development again.

Sun Development was taken aback, and he would hit Song Ji with a fist.

Song Ji has lost both arms, and he is not afraid at all.

He was surprised at first, just because he couldn't think of it.

Sun Kai's fist is very powerful, but his target Song Ji has broken his arms and lost too much blood, and even started to dangle.

When his fist hit the weak Song Ji, the result was conceivable.

But at this moment, the female ghost suddenly ran to Sun Development and tore off his right arm.

"what!"

Sun Development screamed, and the blood at the broken arm was also spitting out. The broken muscle at the broken arm could also be seen. God knows how severe pain he is suffering now.

He gritted his teeth, his neck and face protruded with blue tendons, and asked with a look of unwillingness:

"Damn, why are you attacking me? They didn't name me! This is not in line with the rules of the game!"

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