Death Inquisitor

"What is this going to do, isn't it going to kill us directly?"

The crowd shivered and shivered.

Some people want to break the rope on themselves, but find it difficult to do it.

"In the last hurdle, four hundred people compete for the only surviving place. After a while, there will be a colorful beam of light moving randomly in the sky, and the selected person will be pulled out and die slowly. Only the one who breaks the rope before it is their turn Only by being restrained, can you survive and not be attacked by the Black Armoured Army. Be careful not to try to escape with the rope, because it will be caught by the Black Armored Force at the scene and executed in advance!"

Ye Chen's voice fell from the sky.

Many people are frightened.

However, it was difficult to break free of the rope when he was exhausted.

After a little hard work, it was already breathless.

A beam of colorful light appeared.

Then move quickly.

Everyone's hairs are raised, and they are praying in their hearts at the same time.

The beam of light stopped, but it was a black man.

After all, there are some foreigners in this trial.

"Why, why is it me! This is not fair!" He tried to break the rope and twist his body.

But he saw two expressionless black armoured soldiers approaching him.

Turn around immediately and want to run away.

They were only tied with their hands and upper body, but their feet were able to move.

But in this state, plus he has already consumed half of his physical strength, the speed is far less than that of the Black Armor.

He was easily caught and shoved to the center of the execution ground.

The screams of screams screamed immediately, scaring everyone to tremble and tremble, and dared not to see them.

"Lying trough, wasn't it good to fight well at first? You have to run away, you have to run away. This is all right. The death judge is tossing you deliberately, and even the old man is suffering." Hu Dali trembled.

He was very skeptical that the initial thought of the death judge was actually to keep them fighting each other.

After the failure of one camp, all of them were wiped out.

Then divide the winning camp into two, and then fight each other.

Until the last two people remain, winning that one will survive this round of trial.

If so, Hu Dali feels that he has at least more than half of the chances to pass the fourth round.

But as those idiots ran and angered the death judge, it all changed!

It's hard to say to others, but for Hu Dali, the difficulty of this trial has increased more than a few times out of thin air!

The colorful beam of light continues to move.

Another person was selected and then pulled to the center of the execution ground.

It was tied to a wooden pile, and then a special executioner held a knife and cut the meat one by one.

The key is that the knife is not sharp, but the bone knife made of white bone is very blunt.

With the increase in the number of people in the center of the execution ground, the pressure of that kind of mind is also increasing.

Especially the chorus-like but terrifying screams came into the ears...

"Damn it, I can't get it! Hey, boy, you come." Hu Dali suddenly turned his head to look at Zhou Yaowen next to him.

"Hu, Brother Hu, what are you doing?" Zhou Yaowen looked timid and glutinous.

For this younger brother, Hu Dali is still very satisfied: "You help me bite the rope, I will help you open it after I loosen it."

"Really?" Zhou Yaowen showed surprise.

He went up to help Hu Dali bite the rope tied behind him, and the rope in his hand came.

But after a bit of biting, he looked up bitterly: "No, Brother Hu, I can't bite."

"Made, waste." Hu Dali was anxious.

This colorful beam of light is still moving, and it will be troublesome when it is your turn.

His face kept changing, and as soon as he gritted his teeth, he said to Zhou Yaowen: "I will help you bite the rope, and you will help me to open it again!"

"Well, Brother Hu looks at you!"

Zhou Yaowen quickly turned around.

Hu vigorously crouched down and began to grind the rope with his teeth.

In fact, these ropes are not too thick.

However, it is not so easy to open the rope with your teeth.

At least Hu Dali's strength in breastfeeding was used, but the progress was still not very good.

Other people nearby saw them, and they all found someone to learn.

A few minutes later, with a soft sound, Zhou Yaowen untied the rope.

He laughed loudly and began to move his body.

There was a bit of spiciness in his eyes.

"Quick, help me get away." Hu Dali immediately turned around, anxiously with his back to Zhou Yaowen.

Just a moment ago, a person beside him was illuminated by the beam of light and was pulled out late.

"Okay, Brother Hu, please wait a moment." Zhou Yaowen turned around and finished, his right hand clenched a fist, and hit him **** the back of Hu Dali's head.

The head was hit hard, and Hu Dali's head was stunned.

But followed closely, it was a series of three heavy punches.

Fainted, he fell to the ground.

But Zhou Yaowen put his knees against his back and continued to hit his head with his fists.

"For... why..." Hu Dali uttered these three words painfully.

"Why? If I unlock it for you, can I still live? Don't forget, each round of death judge's trial can only survive one!" Zhou Yaowen said frantically.

The other people's faces changed suddenly.

Those who learned to look like they wanted to untie each other did not dare to move.

Those who bite the rope are afraid that they will be treated like this if they untie the other party's rope.

"puff……"

A mouthful of blood spit out from Hu Dali's mouth.

His eyes have become cloudy.

In the live broadcast room, the audience kept exclaiming.

"Hu Dali was stabbed with a knife in the back!"

"Nima, this is a ruthless man! And it's a villain!"

"Lying trough, sloppy with glasses, did not expect to be so decisive!"

At this time, Hu Dali was half dead, only a breath left.

Zhou Yaowen stood up from the ground with a gasp and shouted loudly, "Don't move him! Do any of you dare to loosen the rope, I will kill him!"

"Mad, who do you think you are, you are dead if you don't untie the rope, whoever listens to you!"

A group of people who were **** looked at him and scolded. Although they were tied up, they still have two legs to use. Are they afraid of a little rabbit? ..

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