Death Inquisitor

Especially when he lifted his head slightly.

When he saw the staring face, his eyes stunned, he was scared, and he fainted.

But soon, a pot of cold water fell from the sky, waking him up.

"Take the gall." Ye Chen's voice came from the light screen.

Seven's eyes widened.

Also fetch? Isn’t the person dead?

He did not know that it was because of his fear that Ye Chen deliberately asked him to take courage.

Otherwise, the following trial will start directly.

The sound of machinery sounded, and the muzzle of the black hole was aimed at the number seven lying on the ground.

Let his scalp numb.

Climbing from the ground, standing in front of the number five tied to the wooden frame.

The right hand trembled and stretched out.

First, I touched the wound of the flesh.

It's still hot and bloody.

Stretching and entering slowly, the warm feeling in his hands made his goose bumps rise and rise again.

Especially those stray organs inside.

He grabbed something inside, and then gritted his teeth, and a broken organ pinched by him was taken out.

Unfortunately, this is not the case, even he recognized it himself, this is the liver.

The bright red liver was **** in his hand, like a crumple of blood tofu.

But that kind of strong smell, but his stomach rolled again.

Quickly thrown away, his hand stretched in again.

He touched the bone, and he also felt something strange, but he didn't know what it was.

The human body is very complicated. He doesn’t even know what the gall is like, what it feels like when he feels it, he can only catch what he pulls.

Soon, a lot of organs were on the ground.

The body of No. 5 also began to be empty.

Until reaching out again, No. 7 grabbed something from it.

The wooden frame tied with the number five disappeared behind.

Losing the fixed No. 5, he fell straight down in front of him, and he buried his head in the pile of his organs.

"Ah!" No. 7 cried in the sky.

The persecuted humiliation vented at this moment in tears.

"The next number seven." However, Ye Chen's cold voice knocked him back to the cruel reality.

Number seven clenched the fist completely red with blood, and walked step by step towards the roulette which was only a moment of life and death.

"Alive, I must live! At such a great price, like a dog, at the mercy of a death judge, I must survive!" he roared in his heart.

The Roulette of Death turned again, like a countdown to the last life, making a clattering sound.

After dozens of seconds, life or death, or life is not as good as death, is just a short sentence description!

"Craniotomy and eat brains."

boom!

A thunderstorm exploded in a sunny day in the mind of No.7.

He turned sharply and snarled at the light screen in the air: "Death Inquisitor, are you playing him!"

Then he laughed nervously and wiped four long bloodstains on his face with the right hand with the blood of No.5!

"Haha! Come on, two of you, who will eat Laozi's brains, come on!" He made a crazy laugh toward Zhang Biao by the Thunder Tiger.

With numbness and despair in his eyes.

"Come on! Hahaha!"

He knelt down on the ground with a smile, his hands spread out into the sky, making arms.

He thumped his fist towards the ground again, and his straight fingers broke, blood was dripping, and his skin was frayed, revealing the bones inside.

"Come on, I beg you to come! Give me a happy heart!" He cried bitterly, shouting hysterically.

But Zhang Biao and Lei Huo turned back pale.

The desperate appearance of No. 7 scared them.

But they are more frightened, colorful lights will appear on themselves.

But often things don't follow your wishes.

Zhang Biao was backing away, wanting to be farther away from No.7, but his body showed the colorful light.

"No!" he exclaimed with a deep panic on his face.

An electric drill appeared on the ground in front of him. The long line didn't know where it was dragged to the warehouse.

At the same time, all the barrels were aimed at him at this moment.

The panic on Zhang Biao's face was more intense.

He didn't want to die, but he didn't want to eat any human brain, that was terrifying.

The bullet sounded.

Kakaka, resounding in this horrible and silent warehouse.

Zhang Biao collapsed.

He doesn't want to die!

Picking up the electric drill on the ground, he resolutely walked to the number seven, which was still pounding the ground.

An iron bucket was drilled from the ground, and the No. 7 was installed in it.

Then the top of the bucket closed and fixed his neck.

The head can no longer move.

No. 7 red eyes, looked at Zhang Biao, with a chuckle in his mouth.

Make Zhang Biao cold and scalp numb.

The electric drill was placed on the top of No.7's head.

When the switch is turned on, it turns buzzingly.

Zhang Biao several times wanted to press it and put it on the scalp of No.7.

But several times he held back because of fear.

"three!"

"two!"

At this time, Ye Chen began to count down.

The cold numbers panicked Zhang Biao.

He has no doubt that when "One" falls, the surrounding guns aiming at him will instantly fire.

Buzz!

"what!"

The electric drill fell.

No. 7 just uttered a scream, widened his eyes, and there was no more movement.

A pair of godless eyes, so straight to the direction of the video.

Zhang Biao closed his eyes and shouted in horror.

The feeling of the electric drill turning on the skull, the blood splashing from the wound and the feeling of falling on his face made him terrified.

All in your hands!

Get through!

Zhang Biao opened his eyes and found that the drill bit of the electric drill had been completely submerged in the head of No.7.

At this moment, the brain inside may have become a mess.

But such a small mouth is not enough, Zhang Biao pulled out the **** drill.

His hands were shaking and he was drilling next to him.

Buzzing, the horrible sound kept ringing in the warehouse.

Thunder Tiger seemed stupid, standing blankly.

After a long time, he looked around.

Li Guoyun, with a knife inserted in his mouth, looked dead. ..

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