Death Inquisitor

He has done a lot of things like this.

Tong Guining even doubted whether this small death notice could completely record the crimes he had committed.

At this time, another phone rang.

It was Duan Guangchang who called, Tong Guining quickly connected.

"Hey, Aning, take your person to Pier 3, and we will meet there." Duan Guangchang's low voice came from the phone.

"What!" Tong Guining exclaimed: "Brother, are you not going to run?"

At this time, there was actually an assembly. Wasn't that a chance for the death judge to complete the net?

"Run? Where are you going to run? In short, nonsense, quickly bring your people to Pier 3."

After Duan Guangchang finished speaking, the phone had hung up.

Tong Guining was left in the bathing center.

Because as Duan Guangchang said, they have nowhere to escape.

However, he did not know that a person had just hung up a phone call over the city.

Then began to dial another number.

"Hello, is that the elder brother? I will take someone to Pier 3 in a moment, so come here too. Because I have found a way to deal with the death judge! How much confidence? Of course it is ten percent, and after all, even if you run Where else can I go? Well, that's good, so be it."

Ye Chen sneered and hung up.

If Tong Guining is here, he will be surprised to find that Ye Chen's speech just now is exactly the same as his!

There is no doubt that the person who informed them to go to Pier 3 is Ye Chen.

In the live broadcast room, the audience stared at the screen boringly, and the countdown was getting closer to zero.

There are now less than ten minutes.

In BY city, the people of the pumpkin gang are also taking action.

They came out from everywhere and headed towards Pier Three.

Although this time may take almost half an hour.

But if the time for the subsequent announcement of the crime is added, it is enough to get them there before the official live broadcast begins.

Soon, crimes began to appear in the video of the live broadcast room.

Duan Guangchang, male, 56 years old.

Crimes: Forcible extortion, extortion, collection of protection fees... Instructed to injure and kill others, a total of 1,317 people, and personally killed a total of 23 people.

Tong Guining, male, 45 years old.

Crimes: Forcible extortion, extortion, collection of protection fees, forced women... Instructed to kill and kill others, a total of 145 people, personally killed people, 32 people.

...

The crimes of nearly six hundred criminals rolled on it.

As a core member of a 20-year-old gang, they naturally have a lot of sin.

Even without a "vote" in his hand is not eligible to become a core member. Only if the same evil is not forgiven will everyone be at ease, otherwise what if they are undercover?

Therefore, the more than 500 core members above, plus dozens of high-level leaders, are all guilty of death and need no sympathy.

Of course, there are far more than six hundred people gathering at Pier 3 at this time, but there are thousands of people.

Because some core members, even their peripheral members have also been brought in.

Poor outlying members who didn't know anything until they arrived at the pier did not know that they actually came to deal with the death judge.

One by one, they were so scared that they were scattered, and their faces were pale, and some were scared on the spot.

But they faced those big brothers, but they didn't dare to put a fart.

Even if they were brought into the pit by them.

"A Ning, please quickly talk about, what is the way to deal with the death judge?"

On the other side, Duan Guangchang and other pumpkin gangs gathered together.

After Tong Guining, who had the black invitation in his hand, arrived, he hurried up to ask him.

All eyes were full of hope.

Tong Guining, who had just got off the train, was dumbfounded.

what does this mean? How can he deal with death judges?

"Brother, what are you talking about! When did I say that I have a way to deal with death judges?" Tong Guining opened his mouth, a look that made you laugh at me.

The expression on Duan Guangchang's face suddenly darkened.

A chubby pumpkin chief with a greasy viper tattooed on his arm glared at him: "Tong Pai, what do you mean! Play with us, don't you! If you said that there was a way to deal with the death judge, we would have gone their own way. What the **** is Pier 3? You are telling us now that you don’t know, do you want to die?"

Except for Duan Guangchang, the status of the dozen or so leaders here is similar.

But who makes more fat people?

A group of people glared at Tong Guining, and he was frightened immediately.

Then he quickly looked at his brother Duan Guangchang: "Wait! Brother, didn't you let me come to Pier Three? How did I let you come? I didn't call the Fat Tiger at all!"

"Made, Tong Guining, you're looking for death! Can't we hear your voice? What the **** do you want to do!" Another thin, tall expression said angrily.

In the live broadcast room, the audience also looked silly.

What's wrong with this?

And what they said, why did they sound so strange, so dizzy, they couldn't understand it at all.

"Skinny monkey! Is it your turn to speak here! I said that I haven't beaten it before, I don't know what you are talking about!" Tong Guining growled with a red face.

He just got out of the car, and he targeted them one by one. Is it true that he is bullying.

"A Ning, what the **** is going on. You never called us to come here?"

At this time, Duan Guangchang next to him spoke. As the boss of the pumpkin gang, his prestige is still ok.

As soon as he opened his mouth, the others closed their mouths, and the original hot atmosphere eased a lot.

"It's not my brother, I didn't call them at all, nor did they let them come to Pier 3. I still got your call before I came here." Tong Guining grumbled.

His words made Duan Guangchang's face even darker.

"Grandma, when did I call you to call Pier 3? Obviously you called... Wait, I understand!" Duan Guangchang's face suddenly changed, as if thinking of something.

"Brother, what do you understand?" The others looked confused. ..

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