After I died, the murderer came to my house

Chapter 0227 – A Scene Like Hell!!

The door of the Red Bank Hall has been locked.

Several members of the Inquisition Army surrounded them.

As a father, Jiang Guangyao subconsciously blocked in front of his son.

“You guys… What are you going to do?! ”

After all, he is still the chairman of a group, even if the whole person has a kind of power at this time, but the trembling voice betrayed his heart.

Jiang Tianchen looked at his father who was blocking him, and without the slightest hesitation, he bent his arms and caught him.

“Dad, don’t resist 17, accept the judgment with peace of mind, God will forgive your soul after you die.”

There was a soreness in the bend of his arms, and his son’s feverish voice sounded in his ears. Looking back, what caught his eye was Jiang Tianchen’s crazy and demonic face.

Jiang Guangyao’s whole person was stunned, and his body seemed to lose strength in an instant.

He couldn’t believe that his son would say such a thing, and he would become like this.

He didn’t understand, really didn’t understand, didn’t understand why all this happened.

Jiang Qi Sect… Cult……

Why…… Why should they deal with themselves…

Thinking back to his son’s behavior a few days ago, all this seemed to have been premeditated, but why, why!

He never provoked the Jiang Qi Sectarians… Even if Jiang Guangyao wanted to break his head, he couldn’t figure it out…

Thirteen execution chairs, corresponding to thirteen people.

Jiang Guangyao, Zhao Haokun and other thirteen high-ranking officials of the Jiangtai Group had been handcuffed to the thirteen execution chairs made of metal on the podium of the Red Bank Hall.

They struggled, yelled, and begged, and even at this moment, they did not understand why these cultists were doing this to themselves.

With a squeaking sound, it was Jiang Tianchen who came over with an iron pass.

When the lid of the iron drum is opened, it smells of gasoline.

“President Jiang, President Jiang, what are you going to do? Put…… Let me go! ”

Zhao Haokun shouted in horror.

As if possessed by a ghost, Jiang Tianchen did not react in the slightest, just lifted the iron bucket above Zhao Haokun’s head, and then poured the gasoline inside on him.

“Ah-”

The extreme fear made Zhao Haokun scream like a pig.

Immediately afterwards, someone took a lighter and lit the gasoline on his body, and the raging fire instantly rose, and the flames burned the flesh with a strange crunching sound.

“Ah-”

Bacai Media Ba Ma makes the Qikou ugly ice clan.

The faces that were terrified to the extreme, red by the firelight, and the other high-level officials of Jiangtai Group, who were frightened by this scene, also screamed in horror.

“The Old Testament is subverted, and evil reigns—”

“Old Testament upside down! Falsehood stands—”

“The Old Testament is subverted, and evil reigns—”

The disciples of the Void God Sect all looked at this, their mouths were extremely fanatical, and their faces were full of piety.

Cardinal Zach has words in his mouth.

“God, I will follow your guidance and punish all those who have sinned greatly.”

Several more barrels of gasoline were moved over and poured on Jiang Guangyao and others.

In the raging fire, there are metal torture chairs, each of which is a person wrapped in flames, their bodies twisted, emitting incomparably painful screams, screams and screams overlapping together, making the entire hall like purgatory on earth…