Death Inquisitor

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At night, a corner of the capital.

Several foreigners were walking on the street where people came and went, communicating in foreign languages.

"Ben, are you sure the death judge is in this city?"

"You can't be wrong, have you forgotten the first two trials, but they were all held here, so he must be here."

"But what if we find him, he is a death judge with super powers, a superhero!" A blonde woman opened her arms exaggeratedly.

"So what, even if he is a superhero, he will definitely not guard against our super virus!" The man named Ben smiled.

That's right, they came to kill Ye Chen!

An internationally known killer.

Someone gave a bounty of 300 million yuan to kill the death judge, and at the same time gave them a super virus.

Because Ye Chen had proved before that, even the most powerful weapon could not harm him.

So some people put their hopes on the virus.

Who knows if superheroes will get sick, maybe once infected with the virus, they may be worse than ordinary people.

Many people think that the so-called death judges should be those superpowers possessed by genetic mutations.

Therefore, perhaps the genes in his genes that resist germs and viruses have been weakened because of this mutation.

"Oh, this is so energetic! So have you figured out how to put the virus on him? You know, we don't even know where he is." The blonde woman said.

"Isn't he a nosy, then lead him out!" Next to Ben, a bearded foreign man spoke.

He is the size of a bear, and he speaks with great force.

Several people smiled knowingly.

Apparently everyone thinks so, doesn't it?

But this kind of thing can't be done by yourself.

We must find a ghost to die, otherwise, before the virus takes effect, they will be tortured to death by the death judge!

Ye Chen didn't know that a killer was staring at him.

Even if he knew, he probably wouldn't care too much.

Anyway, his true identity has not been revealed...

Every morning, I wake up with a freshly squeezed vermilion juice, and the spirit fruit is in my stomach, basically I am full and full of energy!

"Boss, what are the origins of those foreigners? They were so generous when they shot?"

In the Lone Wolf Gang, Scarface asked the serious-looking middle-aged man beside him.

This is one of the largest gangs in the area.

"I don't know, but the shot is quite generous. The deposit is three million US dollars." The middle-aged man said.

But his brows were still frowning.

"What I don't understand is what kind of hatred they have with these people in the photo, and they have to kill them."

"That's right, it looks like it's just a few students. Is it necessary to be so cruel? I guess it's just because of some conflicts. These foreigners are really careful." Scarface said with disdain.

Then suddenly his expression changed, and he continued, "Boss, the wind has been very tight recently. The judge will stare at us if we can't make it right. If we stay safe, we may be fine. If this happens..."

"Hmph, what are you afraid of, don't we do anything now, and the things we did in the past can be written off?" The middle-aged man snorted coldly.

Scar's face changed again and again.

Thinking about it carefully, it seems to be the case.

"That's why I said, there's no need to stop at all. Why don't you accept the money sent to the door? If you are unlucky, the judge will still come to you. If you are lucky, even if you work for another ten or twenty years, it may not be a problem." The middle-aged man said: "Okay, you can arrange the above things, find a few clever ones to do it, and don't leave any excuses."

"Well, I see." Scarface responded, and he was completely persuaded by the middle-aged man.

Then he took the stack of photos, left quickly, and went to find the right person.

"I'm alive, I don't know when I went in. I'm afraid of this and that, so I can take it when I have money, and enjoy it while I still have time." After speaking, the middle-aged man laughed.

He seems to be very proud of his own words.

Zhou Wen was terrified.

Because school was over today, he was blindfolded by several people with sacks as soon as he walked into the alley that he had to pass through to get home.

Then he tightly restrained his mouth with a cloth from the outside, unable to speak.

Another rope caught his hands and feet.

Then it seemed to be packed into a cardboard box and carried into the car.

Shaking all the way, the surrounding voices gradually dwindled.

"Kidnapping?" Zhou Wen thought to himself.

But his family has no money. Could it be that he tied the wrong person?

Not so unlucky.

Then, the car seemed to vibrate, and something touched it.

Seems to be a box too.

There was a humming sound inside.

Anyone else?

He also quickly whimpered.

At the same time, I was sure that I should be in the carriage of a large truck, otherwise it would be impossible for a normal car to put down two such large boxes.

The person in the box next to him heard his voice and continued to whimper.

Then, a few more hoops

sounded.

Zhou Wen was shocked, is it more than just the two of them?

Is it a collective kidnapping?

They won't be members of any extremist, organization, or organization. I want to use them to demonstrate.

Thinking of this, Zhou Wen in the box turned pale and scared.

If that is the case, they will be tortured for a long time first, and they will have to dig their nails, sit on a tiger bench and drink chili water.

In the end, they will be brutally dismembered to achieve the purpose and effect of the demonstration.

Isn't that what it says above?

He struggled again.

Anyway, I already know that this is in the carriage, and I haven't heard any other voices for so long. It is estimated that those who kidnapped them are all sitting in front.

There was no one beside him, he was a little more courageous, and wanted to come out of the box first.

But his hands and feet were trapped, and even his mouth was tightly restrained by a cloth strip. After twisting for a long time, he still didn't change in the box.

"Is it dead today!" Zhou Wen cried.

Hot tears rolled down his cheeks, he didn't want to die.

Why is it so unlucky that I can encounter this kind of thing on the road!

At this moment, at the front of the car, three young people are chatting. ..

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