Death Inquisitor

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Not long after Hu Zeheng left, two figures came together.

Passed that room.

One of them is Shuichi Yamamoto, but the other is not Akai Kuroda.

After all, their distribution is completely random, and they cannot be put together by chance.

But that man was also an agent, short and unspectacular.

"This is... Fuuta!"

The short agent from country R accidentally glanced at the room and froze when he saw the situation inside.

I saw that the Feng Tai he was talking about was actually sitting on the wall opposite the door, covering the bear's mouth with his hands, and his eyes open blankly.

He looked like he was determined to die.

But in his bear's mouth and on the ground next to him, there was a large amount of blood, which was extremely horrifying.

"How could this happen? Who killed Fuuta? Is it the cripple? How is this possible!" Yamamoto Shuichi was also frightened and exclaimed.

You must know that Murakami Futa's fighting ability ranks high among them.

At least Yamamoto Shuichi thinks he is no match for Murakami Fuuta.

But now, the other party's body was lying in front of him!

"Go over and take a look. If that cripple is really that powerful, then we will be in big trouble." The short agent from Country R said with an ugly expression.

He looked around cautiously, as if to see if Hu Zeheng was hiding nearby.

According to the experience of their agents, using corpses as bait and taking the opportunity to sneak attack while the enemy is observing is a very classic lesson plan.

So instinctively, he suspected whether there was an ambush around him.

However, he obviously overthought it. After all, Hu Zeheng was not a professional agent. He was just a martial arts master at best.

"The time of death should not exceed five minutes. The body temperature is still obvious, and the other party seems to have some sharp weapon that pierced Fuuta's heart." Yamamoto Shuichi said after a brief inspection.

The short agent nodded solemnly and added: "Judging from the blood spatter, Feng Tai did not fight with the opponent for a long time. He should have been attacked the moment the door was kicked open, and then there was no How long did it take for him to be killed? Therefore, both the direction of his body and the direction of the blood splatter were facing the door. The opponent's skill and combat power were very terrifying!"

Their bodies felt a little cold.

But it was not because he was afraid of Hu Zeheng, but because he was afraid of the power of the Death Judge.

He can give such a disabled person such a powerful fighting power, but what about him? He is truly worthy of being promoted as the supreme god!

They suddenly understood the mentality of those who were surrounded by the Death Judge in the country.

Because facing such an existence, is there any better choice besides surrender?

"Let's go, we must find more people to fight against that cripple. No one knows how powerful he is. We can't wait to be defeated one by one." Yamamoto Shuichi said.

He didn't have any confidence in resisting the death judge, but if it was the cripple named Hu Zeheng... he still wanted to give it a try.

Even if you die, you can't die in the hands of a cripple. Otherwise, where is the honor of being an elite agent?

The two of them quickly left the ward, with no intention of disposing of Murakami Fuuta's body.

Because a worthless dead person is not worth wasting time.

Hu Zeheng was in a very good mood now, which could even be described as excited.

Because just now, the voice of Judge Death suddenly appeared, saying that he would help him restore the hearing in one of his ears.

Then, he discovered that he could really hear with his left ear.

Although the auricles haven't grown yet, he can hear sounds with one ear, which is definitely a huge help to him.

He was more confident that he would survive this trial until the end.

"Hahaha! Come on, little devils!" He laughed and accelerated his search.

Not long after, he was standing in front of a ward upstairs. Just as he was about to open it, he heard footsteps inside.

Obviously, the people inside also discovered his presence.

"Who is it?" It was a woman's voice, shouting in R Mandarin.

He looked very alert.

But her behavior revealed her unprofessionalism, so she was an experimenter, not an agent.

Hu Zeheng didn't know this, and he couldn't understand R Mandarin, but as long as he knew there was someone inside, that was enough!

So after taking a deep breath, he kicked out with a ferocious smile on his face.

The door was kicked with a loud noise, and a scream sounded at the same time.

But it was a country R experimenter behind the door who was kicked out along with the door.

Then it fell to the ground and was hit hard by the door.

Just these two blows had already left her seriously injured and half dead.

People were so dizzy that they didn't know how to get up immediately to deal with the enemy.

"Made, you look so old."

After seeing the woman inside, Hu Zeheng had a disgusting expression.

She is actually an old woman in her forties, and he still wants to have fun. It’s really boring.

Although that’s gone, it’s okay to get addicted to handcrafting.

"No, don't kill me!" This woman had been frightened for a long time. The first thing she said after she recovered was

beg for mercy.

Although Hu Zeheng looked like a cripple, the kick just now made her know that the terrifying-looking cripple in front of her was terrifying.

"Fuck you! If I don't kill you, how will I recover? Just go and daydream." Hu Zeheng went up and kicked this R country woman in the face.

There was a terrifying clicking sound, but the cheekbones on the face had been fractured and shattered!

A painful scream came from the mouth of the woman from Country R.

But Hu Zeheng suddenly became excited, his eyes flashing with morbid joy.

He was not a good person to begin with, and the negative emotions in his heart were amplified by Ye Chen during the last trial, and the sequelae are still there today. Coupled with the horrific experiences of being disfigured and losing his fifth limb, his mind was even more twisted.

So now his heart was filled with bloodlust and the pleasure of torturing this woman from country R.

"Hahaha! Go to hell, die!" He stepped on it for a while and then stamped violently.

Along with the dull sound of banging and banging, the face of the woman from country R collapsed at a speed visible to the naked eye. ..

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