Death Inquisitor

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Zou Jun saw that Ye Chen was not paying attention to him at all, and the anger on his face disappeared in a flash.

"Made, you brat! Don't think that you are great just because you hit me in a sneak attack. Today, I will let you know clearly what you need to survive on the road!"

As he spoke, a cruel look appeared on his face, and he reached behind his waist.

He actually took out a bright dagger.

He rushed towards Ye Chen fiercely.

"ah!"

The crowd watching from a distance burst into exclamations, with very frightened expressions on their faces.

Some people even covered their eyes, as if they couldn't bear the scene that was about to happen next.

Even the young man on the ground couldn't help shouting: "Be careful!"

The expression on Ye Chen's face remained unchanged, and with a 360-degree side kick, the dagger in Zou Jun's hand was kicked away.

The latter directly covered his wrist, screaming and staggering back, his forehead covered with painful cold sweat.

The expression on Zou Jun's face was painful, with a hint of panic at the same time.

Even holding a weapon is not an opponent. I am afraid that the few people on my side together may not be an opponent.

He gritted his teeth and shouted to his men who were still lying on the ground crying out in pain: "If your hand is pricked, let's retreat first!"

The others quickly endured the pain and climbed up from the ground with difficulty, and came to Zou Jun one after another.

Before running away, he did not forget to threaten Ye Chen: "Just wait for me, don't let me know who you are!"

A trace of disdain flashed in Ye Chen's eyes, you are afraid that you don't even have the guts to stand if you know who I am!

Subsequently, the video footage in the live broadcast room was transferred to Zou Jun and others who were escaping.

As for Ye Chen, he now wants to send the young man to the hospital.

"Huh...huh..."

A group of seven people ran to a corner in front of them, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

Because of the pain, they feel very difficult and painful when breathing.

"Asshole, don't let me know who that kid is! Mad, I don't believe he can be so arrogant next time with a group of people." Zou Jun held his obviously swollen wrist, sucking in the cold air.

I have heard of masters who can challenge ten with one, but Zou Jun has never heard of anyone who can challenge dozens with one.

"Brother Zou, what should we do? The boy has been rescued now. How can we explain to Mr. Hu?" Next to him, Zhang Ming was still rubbing the bear's mouth and said.

His face looked a little anxious.

After all, it’s two hundred thousand, and evenly divided among them, there’s still thirty thousand.

No one would mind having too much money.

"Call more people to come and do the damn thing!" Zou Jun said with a gloomy face, even for his hand, he would vent his anger!

However, the viewers in the live broadcast room said that you are too naive!

At the same time, seven black invitations fell from the air.

It happened to fall on the heads of Zou Jun's seven men.

"what?"

"what is this."

One by one, they touched their heads and took down the invitations, with doubts on their faces.

But their doubts disappeared completely after they saw the five blood-red characters "Death Notice" on it.

All that's left is fear and horror!

"Zou...Brother Zou, it's bad! It's a death notice!" He Ming said tremblingly, her legs shaking.

Almost collapsed to the ground.

"What a bad luck!" Zou Jun gritted his teeth, but he couldn't hide the look of horror on his face.

No one understands the horror of the Death Judge better than the people of the Celestial Dynasty.

Because the Douyu platform itself is in China, the audience for the Death Trial is mainly Chinese people.

People like Zou Jun may not watch it often, but they still have the experience of watching it once or twice.

So I fully understand what this means and the horrific experiences I will encounter...

"What should we do, Brother Zou, we will be killed!" A gangster looked at Zou Jun with a look of hope on his face.

I hope he can think of a feasible solution.

"Let's go, go find that guy Hu Zeheng first. If he's going to die, take him and bury him with you!" A cold look flashed across Zou Jun's face.

There was nothing he could do, but maybe the rich young college student could think of something good.

If it really doesn't work, then it would be good for Dora to be buried alone.

So these people hurriedly went to find this employer.

Soon, they arrived outside the university where Hu Zeheng, the second generation rich man, was studying.

There is no holiday today. The young man from before only asked for leave because he had to go out for personal matters.

As a result, Hu Zeheng informed Zou Jun and the others, and they were beaten violently outside the school.

And that place was not far from the school. Zou Jun and the others were waiting for him there specially.

So it only took a few people less than eight minutes to come to the university.

A call passed, and after some time, a tall boy with an unhappy expression came out.

"Have the matter been done? Just let me know when it's done. Why do you have to let me skip class? Don't you know I'm very busy!" Hu Zeheng said to Zou Jun and others.

The attitude is very arrogant.

He is probably a typical example of someone who has money in his pocket and doesn’t panic about anything.

"Made, you brat! Why are you so crazy!" Zou Jun's eyes were gloomy, and he went up and grabbed Hu Zeheng's collar.

Others also surrounded him.

If it were before, Zou Jun would have tolerated it for the sake of this guy's money.

But now that he has been targeted by the Death Judge, how can he still control so much.

And there is an evil fire that has nowhere to vent.

"You...what are you going to do! I'm telling you not to mess around, or I'll pay someone else to deal with you!" When Hu Zeheng saw Zou Jun's appearance, a look of panic finally appeared on his face.

Trying desperately to loosen the hand holding his collar.

But even if Zou Jun knew how to use his left hand, Hu Zeheng, an overdrunk young master, could not shake him.

"Boy, let me tell you, the uncle is in trouble now, and you can't even think about it. If you can't find a way to keep the uncle alive, you can wait to be buried with us!" Zou Jun lowered his voice and said fiercely to Hu Zeheng. .

That ferocious look frightened the flowers in this ivory tower.

The arrogant sheep in the flock meets the wolf. After all, it is just a sheep! ..

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