Death Inquisitor

The blockbuster blockbuster that was extremely unsightly on weekdays appeared instantly on the live broadcast of the death trial.

Countless bullets flew to the skull motorcycle burning the fire of hell.

"Ding Ding Dang..."

Dense collision sounds.

The bullet hit the ground, splashing Mars, hitting the skull motorcycle, and the same sparks.

At least fifty bullets hit the skull motorcycle, of which more than thirty bullets hit the tires.

However, the skull motorcycle burning the fire of hell, stunned, fart, nothing happened, still chasing the bus.

Ten seconds later, dozens of thousands of sharks in the bus stopped, shot, and hit the younger brothers one by one, and then opened their mouths wide, watching the result of their inner collapse.

"Yes, this... what the **** is this..." one person shouted in panic.

"This... how did he deal with it?" one shouted in horror.

"Quick! Call the boss! Call Master Master to deal with this ghost thing!" One suddenly remembered something, and then hurriedly shouted.

"Yes, call Master Master to deal with this ghost thing..." one shouted with ecstasy before one's eyes lit up.

One person hurriedly took out his mobile phone, found Xing Meng's number, and dialed it.

In the middle of the team, Xing Meng's car.

"Why, what's going on? How can there be gunshots?" Xing Meng suddenly froze, then shivered and shivered, then shouted.

"Big Brother... It's 9 o'clock, will it... will it be the death judge's shot, the younger brothers found it and then shot it..." Liu Qiang, who also heard the gunshot, suddenly looked white. Then he said nervously.

Either he or Xing Meng had an inexplicable fear of the death judge.

"Damn, **** it!" Xing Meng heard this, his face changed, and then he roared angrily.

His voice was very loud, as if he was courageous and not afraid, in fact, he was giving himself courage.

Just then, Xing Meng's cell phone rang.

Xing Meng was taken aback, looked at the phone, and then turned dull.

"Hello! Big... Big Brother... It's not good... There's a fiery skull motorcycle chasing us again!" The younger brother's voice instantly sounded.

"Flaming Skeleton Motorcycle?" Xing Meng froze a little, then his face sank, and he shouted angrily:

"What's so strange about skull motorcycles, I have seen women's motorcycles, no matter how curious, they are not motorcycles, they are still on fire, they are still chasing you, are you kidding me?"

Xing Meng thought what it was. I didn't expect it to be a burning motorcycle. What kind of a motorcycle like that is so scary.

In Xing Meng's view, it was that the motorcycle's fuel tank was exposed to oil and then caught fire. The driver was thrown out. The motorcycle's inertia rushed forward, which caused the younger brothers to be sensitive and sensed and shot.

But the next second, Xing Meng suddenly reacted to something. A normal motorcycle caught fire, and it was impossible for the younger brothers to shoot.

The younger brother of the Scorpion Gang heard this and hurriedly explained:

"No... Brother... The motorcycle, no one is driving, can still chase us all the time, the speed is getting faster and faster, the ground it drives on is burning, wherever it goes, the flame will burn, we It was useless to shoot its tires..."

"What!" Xing Meng was shocked suddenly, a chill suddenly rose from his fart, strands, and straight to his head, and then he thought of the death judge.

Because only death judges can make out strange things to chase down criminals, the skull motorcycle that the younger brother is talking about must be made by death judges.

"Big Brother... Is it true... Hurry up to inform Master Bu, Big Brother, we... We are going to be caught up..." Wan Shagang's younger brother shouted in horror.

"It's a motorcycle, you're afraid of a fart!" Xing Meng heard this, a fierce, spicy look suddenly appeared in his eyes, and then he began to drink.

He naturally knew that the infantry infantry master who had the title of King of Magnetic Storms had super powers.

However, there is only one infantry infantry master, and even if it is protected, it is also to protect him Xing Meng. How could the infantry infantry master be called to protect what younger brother.

More importantly, Xing Meng intentionally arranged the last bus.

No matter what the death judge sent them to attack them, at least, there was a big man blocking him, and he could buy him a lot of time.

"Brother! You!" The younger brother of Wan Sha Gang was shocked when he heard this, and then the voice of suppressed anger came.

This little brother is naturally not a fool, how could he not hear Xing Meng's perfunctory.

"Did you want to die? Dare to talk to Lao Tzu in this tone?" Xing Meng's face sank, and then he shouted angrily.

"You are paralyzed, Xing Meng!" The younger brother of Wan Sha Gang heard this and couldn't help it anymore. He suddenly became furious and then shouted.

The convoy, the last bus.

The younger brother who called Xing Meng yelled at Xing Meng's words, and as soon as they landed, the people in the same car stayed together.

They are all the younger brothers of the Wan Sha Gang, and now their companions even scolded the leader of the Wan Sha Gang, Xing Meng.

How could they not be surprised, how could they not be stunned.

You know, those who dare to disrespect Xing Meng did not have five dead or three.

Now another one comes up.

At this moment, the phone-calling young man shattered his phone violently, and then shouted angrily: "Xing Meng he is not a master to protect us!"

"What!" The people in the bus were shocked when they heard this.

After a brief silence, one suddenly remembered something, his face suddenly changed, and then he roared angrily:

"I said how to call us at the end, are we the one who is his abandoner! Give Xing Meng of Gouri time to escape!"

"Yes, you reminded me by saying this. We joined Wan Shaan Gang for a short time, and we must not be close to him. Cao him? We were all fooled!" everyone shouted angrily.

"What should I do? He is paralyzed. I don't want to die. Even if I die, I have to take Xing Meng, a dog day, to die together!" one roared wildly.

"Chasing! Chasing up! Xing Meng's dog day was killed!" everyone roared with a grimace.

"Goozi, overtaking!" one shouted angrily at the bus driver.

"Okay!" the bus driver, who was called Gouzi, responded wildly.

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