Death Inquisitor

Studio.

"I'm going, the female ghost is mighty, this series of shocks, it is estimated that Zhao Feihong's **** is scared out."

"What I see is furry. If I go out at night, someone suddenly looks at me, what should I do if I suddenly become a ghost?"

"There is nothing to fear unless you have done bad things."

"Look, look, Zhao Feihong, this **** turned out to be the murderer who killed this little girl!"

"Nima, this scum, even such a small girl!

"Specially, I want to cut this rubbish."

"Lying trough! This shameless person is even thinking of bribing! Don't listen to him, kill him! Thousands of swords!"

on the street.

The little girl stopped suddenly, and Zhao Feihong was very happy.

Just when he thought that the little girl agreed to his condition and did not kill him, the little girl's body suddenly became bigger.

An adult woman dressed in red appeared on the spot.

Looking at the woman in red, Zhao Feihong's eyes shrank sharply and shouted: "You...you are that female ghost!!!"

"Am I beautiful?" the female ghost in red looked at Zhao Feihong and asked.

Again this sentence! When Zhao Xiu'e died, it was the same sentence at the beginning.

Zhao Feihong suddenly shivered, then turned around without hesitation and ran.

But when he turned around, he suddenly saw a scary face in front of his eyes.

This is the face of the female ghost!

Just thinking of Zhao Feihong here, he saw a ghost claw grabbing towards him.

"Bella" came, and Zhao Feihong's face was torn off a large piece of meat.

"what!"

Zhao Feihong made a terrible cry, and then turned to escape.

However, the moment he turned around, he saw the scary face again.

Zhao Feihong's scared "pop" sat on the ground.

Then there was a series of wails.

Because the taxi driver was tearing off a large piece of meat in front of his 腚, it was strange that the wound hit the ground and didn't hurt.

Zhao Feihong's eyes were full of panic, his face pale, and he was trembling.

He didn't want to die, really didn't want to die, but the ghost seemed to have identified him and wanted his life.

He was trembling at the moment.

At this moment, Zhao Feihong, suddenly thought of something, hurriedly looked up, looked at the sky, and shouted: "Death magistrate, why are you willing to let me go?"

He remembered the death trial. The female ghost did not appear out of thin air, but appeared when the live broadcast of the death trial started after he received the death notice.

The female ghost was made by a death judge.

At this moment, Zhao Feihong was terribly afraid of the death judge. Such a person has such a capacity and specializes in trying criminals. How could he not be afraid and not afraid.

There were some hopes before that he would not be tried or die.

But now, he found that the previous idea was ridiculously wrong, the death judge is too terrible, it is simply non-human.

In the cafe.

Ye Chen, holding his coffee, was looking at the big screen that only he could see.

When Ye Chen saw Zhao Feihong's begging for mercy, Ye Chen's eyes narrowed, and then a cold light flashed.

Let you go? dream!

on the street.

Also wanting to torture the female ghost of Zhao Feihong, suddenly made a sharp howling, and then saw the black hair of the female ghost, no wind automatically.

The next second, the female ghost directly knocked Zhao Feihong to the ground.

The ghost claws with long black nails waved wildly towards Zhao Feihong.

The sound of "Bah, bah" sounded one after another.

"what.."

Zhao Feihong's screaming screams immediately followed, and he never stopped again.

A piece of fast flesh was torn apart from Zhao Feihong's body, and then thrown aside, soon revealing the blood-stained bone.

Zhao Feihong's eyes were more and more frightened, and his face was more and more desperate.

He didn't expect that after he begged for mercy, the female ghost started to kill him directly, and it killed him a little bit.

He was not dead yet, he watched as his flesh was torn off a little bit.

That feeling made his soul tremble and shudder.

"No...don't...I don't want to die...forgive me...forgive me..." Zhao Feihong shouted miserably.

However, he was greeted by the ruthless ghost claws of the female ghost.

The blood stained the ground under Zhao Feihong, but Zhao Feihong was not dead.

Zhao Feihong finally stopped struggling after the female ghost grabbed his heart out in one paw.

His eyes were wide, and there was endless despair and fear from his soul.

Zhao Feihong died, the female ghost squeezed his heart in one paw, and then disappeared.

Studio

"Lying trough, this female ghost is mad, really powerful and domineering, no one can beat it."

"Hahahaha, it's too much. The sins of Zhao Feihong are too deep and too heavy. He died too fast."

"When he arrives in the underworld, his soul will be punished as well. Eighteen layers of **** and eighteen layers of torture are much more powerful than this."

"Lying trough, upstairs, how do you know?"

"Hahaha, it's okay to read the ghost story, you will know."

"In other words, this Zhao Feihong is dead, what about the three?"

"There is nothing to worry about. The magistrate has never failed."

"Hey, look, those three stupid people are to escape to the end of the world, and they can't escape the trial."

The lobby on the first floor of the hotel.

Hu Yong, Sun Tao, and Gu Yufa came here, took their respective car keys, and ran to the underground garage without hesitation.

They don't want to stay here, the red woman ghost is terrible.

They don't want to die, and they don't want to see the red ghost again.

The three left, Cao Fei frowned, and then looked to Director Ding.

Director Ding suddenly froze, then sighed and said:

"We can't handle the matter of the death judge. His ability is not something we can deal with at all..."

"Secretary?" Cao Fei asked, slightly stunned.

"The female ghost controlled me. Until now, I was awake. Fortunately, she didn't do any bad things. First, they caught Zhao Feihong. I called and asked to see if there was any way." Director Ding said Here, sighed again and then left the hotel.

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