Death Inquisitor

"Fast! Drive faster! Drive to the maximum speed!" Song Biao shouted in horror.

The speed of the yacht soon began to increase, and it did not take long to reach its maximum speed.

Ride the wind and waves, with a sense of time.

However, no matter how fast the yacht is, the live broadcast of the death trial has always locked the yacht.

In the picture, the expressions of Song Biao and others were presented one by one, and they were of the ultra-clear kind. The hair on their faces was clearly seen.

"Why...why...he can still lock us..." Li Lei said tremblingly with his mobile phone.

There was a chill in his heart, which stimulated his nerves.

"Impossible... He... Is he really... really the judge of the prefecture?" Zhu Feng stuttered.

"Heaven... there is no flying machine in the sky... he... how he photographed us..." Sun Kai said tremblingly.

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"Hahaha... Look! These stupid people are scared to death!"

"The judge is awesome! I really serve!"

"It doesn't matter whether you obey or not, the most important thing is how these stupid people are punished."

"Death magistrate! Please torture the beater of the Black Dog Gang, Zhao Li, as long as you can torture him to death, I am willing to warm your bed, although I am not clean, but I am still young, I am 13 years old ."

"This... This is... The Lord?"

"Nima, you must torture the stupid man named Zhao Li. Fuck him. Don't let such a small child let go."

"Yes, if you kill him, you must tell him to taste eighteen tortures!"

"Explode his chrysanthemum!"

"Crack his eggs!"

On the yacht

The black dog gangster who was watching the live broadcast of the death trial nervously, Zhao Li shrank.

He remembered the thirteen-year-old girl who accused him, and a series of evil acts he had done to her.

At the beginning, he only thought of Shuang, regardless of the little girl's pleading.

Now, however, he has been charged, and he is still suing the death judge.

An unspeakable panic appeared in his heart.

In fact, Zhao Li's crimes listed on the death notice are far more than this one.

Zhao Li didn't see the content on the death notice, but it was not important. What was important was that he couldn't escape the death trial!

Modu, Ye Chen's residence.

Looking at the big screen, Ye Chen's eyes became colder and colder, because Ye Chen also saw the barrage issued by the little girl.

This is far more shocking than Ye Chen seeing Zhao Li's crime.

The little girl didn't say much, but Ye Chen could feel the little girl's inner hatred and inner helplessness.

Obviously insulted by the wicked, but the wicked are still at large.

Ye Chen narrowed his eyes and started writing with his right hand holding the pen.

"Shen Lang, took a gun and fired, hit Wang Biao's right leg, the king squid appeared, overturned the yacht, rolled up Zhao Li, tentacled to pinch Zhao Li's bone, and drilled into Zhao Li's back door..."

Ye Chen just wrote here, the sound of "Boom" came suddenly.

I saw three helicopters suddenly appear in the picture of death trial.

Ye Chen froze slightly, and then his brow was wrinkled.

Because the helicopter is full of armed police.

The death note has a special ability, which cannot be implicated to others, otherwise, the person who is written on the name will simply die.

This is not what Ye Chen wants.

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"The people below listen, you are surrounded, immediately put down your arms and raise your hands to surrender!" A policeman in the helicopter shouted loudly at the yacht below with a horn.

"Brother! It's the police!" Li Lei was startled and shouted in horror.

They are gangsters and naturally fear the police.

"Quick! Lose your weapon! Surrender!" Song Biao was surprised, and then suddenly remembered something, his face suddenly showed a surprised expression, and hurriedly shouted.

At this moment, the seawater suddenly rolled like boiling water, and then saw a thick tentacle in a red tank suddenly drilled out of the seawater.

The tentacles quickly reached 30 meters, and the dense suction cups above it were extremely grim.

"Death Inquisitor! You are paralyzed!" Zhao Li shouted in fright at the sky.

Zhao Li saw the words written by the death magistrate. It was precisely because he saw them that he would be afraid and roar with a loud voice.

And now the king squid suddenly appeared, and it was such a horrible squid that Zhao Li's courage was cold.

He roared, pulled out his pistol, opened the insurance, he wanted to kill the king squid.

Unfortunately, where such a huge king squid can be killed by shooting, this is just a tentacle.

Just then, a "bang" shot sounded.

The pistol in Zhao Li's hand was instantly blown off, and then he injured his wrist, and the blood flowed out instantly.

"Put down your weapon! Raise your hand and surrender!" the police shouted again.

The sound of "Teng" came.

Another huge tentacle appeared in the picture.

Two huge tentacles rolled directly towards the yacht, and the breath caught the yacht, and then saw the yacht shake violently.

"We surrender! We surrender! Quickly save us!" Song Biao shouted in fear to the sky.

Song Biao also saw what the Death Inquisitor wrote. It was precisely because he saw it, and then the king squid came out, and Song Biao would be frightened.

The death judge now writes Zhao Li. I don’t know who it is.

And as soon as the yacht turned over, the death judge would punish them as much as they wanted. Song Biao did not want to die, let alone die so miserably.

He just wanted to get on the plane now and then escape from this terrible sea.

"We also surrender! Save us!" Shen Lang, Li Lei, Zhu Feng, Sun Kai, Wu Qiang shouted together.

"Death magistrate! I know what you heard. I hope you can calm down. Criminals can only be sanctioned by law, not you killing indiscriminately!" Then a cry came from the speaker.

But it was from another helicopter. It wasn’t someone who shouted, it was Director Ding.

"I'm going to send someone to arrest the criminals, they will definitely be punished by the law!" Director Ding paused for a moment, then shouted again.

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