Death Judge Of Fighting Fish

Chapter 267 Panic

“Okay, then let’s go back.” Ma Mian nodded, and then said.

In the next second, a cloudy wind blew, and the face of the bull’s head and horse disappeared.

Studio.

“Hahaha, these idiots are dead again.”

“It’s good to die, to make them evil, to make them inhumane.”

“Huh? How did a gem come out on the ground?”

“Damn, can the evil spirit rider burn gems out of his appearance after setting fire?”

“Look, the ghost rider broke the gems.”

“What’s the matter, why did the evil spirit knight stop?”

“Yes, there are many criminals, that’s how many people are.”

“Puzzling chicken feathers, the evil spirit knight is a subordinate of the judge’s boss, and he will definitely go after it. Maybe something has been delayed…”

The audience in the live broadcast room did not hear the voice of the existence from hell, nor did they see the bull’s head and horse face.

Otherwise, it will definitely cause an uproar.

This is the existence in the legend, and it has appeared. If people find out, it will be weird if the discussion is not intense.

Beijing, Public Security Bureau.

“This death judge…too stingy…he actually took the treasure away.” Qin Feng said with a tangled expression on his face.

“In this way, that thing is also very important to the death judge, or it arouses his interest.” The spectacle man pushed his spectacles and said.

Director Liu sighed, and then said:

“Oh, forget it, call the helicopter back. Since it was taken by the death judge, we want to take it. It is basically impossible, but fortunately, if we don’t leave it, or it will be taken by spies from other countries, it will be a bad thing. …”

“Okay, Director.” Qin Feng nodded helplessly, and then responded. After speaking, he took out the phone and made a call.

Beijing, five-star hotel, Ye Chen’s room.

Looking at the big screen that could only be seen by himself, Ye Chen couldn’t help but frown.

The West should be the power of hell. . .

East, the power of the underworld. . . Bull head horse noodles. . .

It seems that this world is not simple. . .

However, no matter how simple it is, even if there is something special, the death trial cannot be terminated!

Thinking of this, Ye Chen’s eyes flashed with cold light.

“It’s strange, why isn’t this evil spirit knight moving anymore?” Liang Yin said with some doubts at this time.

“Could it be that there is something wrong with the death judge, or something unexpected happened?” Mu Yunyun also said with some wonder at this time.

“I don’t know, wait, she moved.” Liang Yin shook his head before speaking.

On the highway on the outskirts of the capital.

The ghost rider, who had paused for nearly two minutes, started the Skeleton Motorcycle again.

The skull, the fire of hell on the two tires, burned again, and then turned into a flying torch, rushing forward.

On the ground, a long fire zone soon appeared.

Wansha Gang team.

Xing Meng waited for the result nervously, but waited on the left, no news, waited on the right, still no news.

All of a sudden, Xing Meng was anxious.

In his heart, he naturally hoped that the Infantry Infantry Master would win.

But the little brother he left behind to pass the message to him, after three minutes, he hasn’t even called him yet.

This called Xing Meng’s heart suddenly suspended.

“Big…Big brother…Why…Why there is no news yet.” Wansha helped the hall master Liu Qiang. At this moment, Gudong swallowed his saliva, and then asked nervously.

“Don’t worry, wait slowly, no matter what the result is, at least we didn’t stop, as long as we stayed far away… We are safe…” Xing Meng took a deep breath and spit it out in a deep voice. Said.

Although what Xing Meng said seemed to be emboldened, the traces of trembling in his words betrayed his heart.

He was very nervous at the moment, very bumpy, and even scared.

The reputation of the death judge really frightened Xing Meng.

And now, he is being tried, and there is a skeleton riding a skeleton motorcycle behind him, the one that is still on fire.

This kind of ghostly existence, Xing Meng had never been in contact with him, and he was not afraid, it was strange.

Originally, he thought that Master Bu could turn things around and draw the death judge’s face fiercely.

But the result shocked him.

He ordered the little brother who stayed to watch the results, and it had been three minutes before he called him.

He knew that things were not going well.

His little brothers did not call him after the stipulated time, there was only one explanation.

That is, those little brothers are all dead.

This is the result that Xing Meng doesn’t want to see.

Those little brothers are dead, and the infantry and infantry masters are probably also suspended.

Because those little brothers can only watch from a distance, even if Xing Meng doesn’t tell them, those little brothers will not come close.

At this moment, his cell phone rang.

Xing Meng saw that it was the younger brother who called and hurriedly connected.

“Big…Big brother…The flaming skull, chasing after…I’m catching up!” The little brother’s horrified voice instantly sounded.

“What!” Wansha helper Xing Meng was shocked, and then hurriedly asked: “Where is Master Bu? Did you see him?”

Xing Meng still had some hope, he hoped that the Infantry Infantry Master was chasing the evil spirit knight.

“I didn’t see Master Bu, big brother, what should I do? That ghost is about to catch up with us.” The younger brother asked anxiously again.

“Shoot, smash something, stop it for me anyway!” Xing Meng said here, suddenly realizing that he shouldn’t say such things at this time, and hurriedly added:

“Otherwise, we all have to die.”

“Okay…Okay…Big Brother…” The younger brother swallowed with a grunt, and then spoke.

Xing Meng hung up the phone, his face turned pale in an instant, and layers of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

“Big Brother… Master Step… Master Step…” Liu Qiang stammered at this moment.

“Don’t mention that bastard, you can’t even stop it for a few minutes!” Xing Meng roared angrily.

“That… Then what shall we do?” Liu Qiang asked nervously.

“Call Wang Mazi, it’s him, we can’t always go to death by our people, otherwise, even if we escape, we will be eaten by Wang Mazi’s stupid.” Xing Meng said with a grim look.

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