Death Inquisitor

Huang Maolin Zhe lowered his head, suddenly raised his hand, slammed the gun in his hand with the gun in his hand, and shot the gun out of him.

The latter screamed in pain.

But Huang Mao raised his head, revealing a pair of dark eyes without eyes.

Grinning.

"Lin Zhe, you, what kind of monster are you!"

Long brother clutched his aching hand and stepped back, the expression on his face was terrified.

Huang Mao's eyes made him hairy, and there was a feeling of being stared at by big horror.

"Roar!" Huang Mao groaned, throwing the gun off his hand, and rushed towards Chaolong Brother.

Started to bite his body.

Long Brother screamed, pushing up the yellow hair that threw him to the ground: "Go away, you monster! Get out!"

Then he pedaled on Huang Maolin's abdomen and kicked him out.

He hurriedly got up, covering his left shoulder and showing pain on his face.

When I look at my hand again, there is already blood seeping through my clothes, and my hands are stained.

"Mad, you madman!" Long Brother roared and took out the pistol in his pocket, aiming at Huang Mao.

Huang Mao, who had been kicked out, had just climbed up from the ground.

Shaking his head, it seemed to hit his head when he just landed.

Not waiting for him to react again.

Gunshots sounded in this room.

Three times in a row!

Three bullets were shot at the yellow-haired bear's mouth and belly.

Blood gurgled out.

"Hoo... Huo..." Long Brother stared at Huang Mao closely.

Should I die now?

But the next moment, his eyes widened.

I saw Huang Mao looked at him carelessly, the bullet was squeezed out of the wound, and fell to the ground.

The wound healed and rushed over.

"Worri!" Long Ge burst into his mouth.

It turned out to be a monster that was not afraid of guns, and could still possess it.

He hurried towards the wooden door in the back, stooped and picked up as he passed the submachine gun that fell to the ground.

Without looking back, he continued to charge forward.

But just before he came to the wooden door, only one step away from leaving this room.

Suddenly hit by a huge force behind him, the person immediately fell forward.

With a bang, the front knocked heavily on the wooden door.

As if overturning the five-flavored bottle, the expression on Long Ge's face became very rich, and the tears ran down uncontrollably.

There is also nosebleed and blood from the teeth in the mouth.

The whole face is wrinkled together.

"I wipe it, this one is ruthless enough, the nose collapsed."

"Look, what is that yellow hair doing?"

I saw that in the video, Huang Mao rode on Long Ge's back, bit his head down on his back neck, and began to bite like a wild dog.

The flesh is cracked and the blood is like a note.

A scream of sorrow sounded in the room.

Long Brother struggled desperately, but was squeezed by the yellow hair on his body, preventing him from moving.

"Ah! Rao, Rao, the judge boss, let me go!" Long Brother cried out loudly.

Unable to get rid of Huang Mao's control, he can only pin his hope with Ye Chen.

"Roar!" A piece of flesh was bitten down, yellow hair swallowed directly, and growled.

There was a bit of fierceness in the eyes of the beast.

It seemed that the instinct was awakened by the smell of blood.

"Let me go, ah!" Long Brother shouted, trying to climb from the ground.

But he was bitten by Huang Mao on his ear, and he lost his strength in pain.

His heart was broken, and his forehead twitched.

One by one as if to jump out of the skin of the forehead.

At this moment, Huang Mao suddenly bite on Long Ge's throat again.

The latter suddenly struggled with more violent movements, his eyes glared as big as bronze bells.

A lot of blood ran out from the place where the yellow hair bite.

Long's two hands were on the ground, and his nails were all broken.

Slowly, his energy weakened and his struggling movements began to become smaller.

A little bit, I lost my voice and movement!

The yellow hair bite on Long Ge's throat, but gradually became clear.

White eyes began to appear in his pupils, and a daze appeared on his face.

Until he found out what he was doing.

Jerkily loosened his teeth and recoiled backward, sitting on the ground with a fart and thigh.

The expression on his face shouted in horror.

"No! It wasn't me, it wasn't me!" He shook his head and turned to crawl away, wanting to stay away from Long's body.

Also afraid of seeing those dull eyes.

"It's not me, woo woo, I'm not doing it." Huang Mao cried, still spitting blood in his mouth.

When he climbed to the wall, his stomach rolled, and wowed, he spit out everything inside.

The food residue is accompanied by a large amount of blood, forming a horrible and disgusting vomit.

Huang Mao collapsed again.

He cried in despair, shouted hysterically, and finally pulled out a pistol aimed at his temple.

"I wipe, don't you have to commit suicide again?"

"It's day, I hate suicide dogs the most. I have the ability to resist and struggle a bit!"

The audience was dissatisfied.

But Huang Mao was really scared, and everyone was dead, leaving him alone.

He has no courage to move on.

Rather than encountering unknown dangers, give yourself a good time here.

"Ah!" he yelled with full strength and cheered himself up.

Then pulled the trigger.

"boom!"

A cloud of blood sprayed from the temple, and bullets flew from one end to the other.

The red blood holes appeared symmetrically on the foreheads on both sides of the yellow hair, and the thick blood and brain plasma penetrated from the inside.

He stared blankly, the gun in his hand fell to the ground, and he slowly fell to the side.

Live broadcast, end!

"Ding, the trial is completed, Zhou Bin, fear value 156, despair value 245.

Zhang Sheng has a fear value of 367 and a despair value of 518.

Zhang Yan has a fear value of 394 and a despair value of 527.

He Tao, fear value 416, despair value 552.

Long brother, fear is 378, despair is 497.

Lin Zhe has a fear value of 446 and a despair value of 672. "

"In a comprehensive evaluation..."

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