Death Inquisitor

There is even a bit of abuse.

Because he succeeded. Successfully pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, sit and watch them consume a little bit of power that can deal with him, especially the bald man.

After all, here is a cage and the space is small. If he really fights, he is quite afraid of the power of the bald man.

But now that's fine, the person who threatened him the most is dead, and the two remaining wastes are not at all fearful.

However, the two people on the opposite side did not have this kind of consciousness.

They did not know the power of the white shirt man, and until now they thought they could win the game.

So the two of them sneered disdainfully and rushed up.

I found out what I could do, two beat you one and finish you!

However, the fact made them despair.

The man in the white shirt punched them and knocked them to the ground, so fast that they didn't react at all.

This is also related to the situation in recent years.

The increase in monitoring equipment has made the country more effective in combating the forces involved in the underworld, and has given Pumpkin Gang fewer opportunities to fight.

Secondly, the pumpkin gang has been in transition in recent years, so there are fewer times when you need to fight.

This makes the fighting power of the members below the Pumpkin Gang drastically diminish. Most people simply use this name to fight against others, and they are not necessarily opponents of ordinary people.

So in front of a master like a white shirt, these two core members will be so vulnerable.

"Cough..."

The two on the ground coughed and spit out blood.

With a horrified look at the white shirt man, he stuttered: "You, how could you be so powerful!"

"Idiot, like you guys going out to show off their power, they are not afraid of being cut." The white shirt man sneered.

He is a man with a strong sense of crisis. He knows his identity and does not invite others to see him. Maybe one day he will meet someone who is desperate to find him desperately.

That's why I worked hard and practiced karate in order to deal with that situation one day. I didn't expect it to work in this situation today.

"Okay, let me see now, which of you two will have that key in your stomach!" He licked his dry lips.

But found a salty taste. This only happened. In the first round before, a lot of blood was splashed on his face.

The man in the white shirt looked up at the figure in the sky flames, and there was a fear in his eyes.

This means of his is just a little more powerful among ordinary people. And once faced with a knife or firearm, it will directly fall into a disadvantage, and the monster in the sky is a person who can ignore any weapon on the earth.

"I wish I could survive from his hands." The white shirt man sighed, feeling a little sad.

Picking up the knife on the ground next to him, he walked to two core members, one of them.

"Stop it! Please don't treat me like this, first cut his stomach! Maybe the key is in his stomach!" This is a middle-aged man who is not astonishing, and his face will be pale and panic. .

The inferior roots of human nature are brought into full play at this moment.

"What! You bastard!" the man next to him suddenly glared.

Then quickly looked at the white shirt man and said: "Don't listen to him, I see the key is in his stomach, cut him!"

"Slap!"

The man in the white shirt gave them a slap, his face annoyed and said: "Scrap, can I use your decision?"

After feeling his insignificance and weakness in the death judge, he was not in a good mood, but now the two men gave him an excuse to vent.

puff!

The knife was stabbed into the abdomen of the middle-aged man who was not astonishing.

He screamed suddenly.

Understand that cutting the abdomen is quite painful, otherwise the former devil will not treat the abdomen as a way to thank.

During World War II, when the defeated officers cut off the abdomen, they were usually assisted by the side, helping them die quickly with a pistol to reduce pain.

The middle-aged man only felt his entire abdomen twitched at this moment, as if all the intestines were tangled together.

Even acute appendicitis is not so painful.

"Found it!" The man in the white shirt reached in and quickly greeted him.

A purple key appeared in his hand, except that the key was stained with red blood, making the purple not too obvious.

"Be sure to open, bless the bodhisattva, bless the gods!" Another pumpkin gang member on the ground looked at the key in the man's hand of the white shirt and prayed in his heart.

Because if he fails again this time, then he will be the next to have his stomach cut open.

But things did not go in the direction he hoped.

The key was stuck in the keyhole again and could not move at all! This is also not the real key.

"Something's wrong!" A white shirt man's heart flashed with a sense of discomfort.

At this moment, someone shouted suddenly in a cage in the distance.

"Don't kill each other by yourself! The death judge is bluffing us, there is no real key! He just wants us to kill each other!"

"Yes, if you don’t believe it, open your eyes and look around. There aren’t many people left in all the cages. But there is not one cage that can be opened yet. One or two is unlucky, but not at all. All of us are so unlucky? So there is no key that can unlock the cage!" another voice shouted.

Everyone froze.

The white shirt man turned his head and looked around. Sure enough, as the two figures said, there were not many people left in each cage.

But until now, no cage has been opened.

Could it be that this is really a trap!

Everyone suddenly clamored, looking at the death judge in the flame above their heads, cursing and drinking.

It's nothing more than saying that he doesn't talk about credit, scammers or the like.

"Yo, I discovered it so quickly." Ye Chen in the sky bowed his head slightly, and the mouth under the mask rose slightly, revealing a hint of playfulness.

"Of course the key is true, but there is one thing I didn't tell you."

His faint voice sounded, but it directly overshadowed the sound of nearly a hundred people working together below.

Echoed throughout the square. ..

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