Death Inquisitor

In the picture, Huang Wei and Yang Lin are running angrily.

Looking back and forth from time to time, as if something was chasing them.

It wasn't until the two were completely unable to run that they leaned against a tree and kept panting, wiping sweat from their foreheads.

"Hu... Hu... Gu Dong... Mad, what happened just now, the good people disappeared out of thin air." Huang Wei said with a lingering fear.

Large drops of sweat slipped from the forehead and dropped to the ground from the chin.

Although the trees in the mountains are shaded and the temperature is not high, they will still sweat heavily when running.

Especially the two of them still wear leather jackets.

But there is no way to do it. If you don’t wear it, it will only be colder in the mountains by the evening, and it will be uncomfortable.

Moreover, the leather jacket can also be prevented from being scratched by branches, from being bitten by ordinary poisonous insects and so on.

"It must have been hit by evil spirits. If you don't get it, you might not be a forest ranger. What kind of mountain spirits and ghosts you might have." Yang Lin's eyes were horrified.

He believed in these nagging things.

Every time he entered the mountain, he would have specially seen the auspicious day, and would only come in after bathing and burning incense.

He always felt that he could not be arrested for more than ten years, nor died in the mouths of those beasts, all because of the blessing of the gods.

What happened today, let him determine the existence of those gods and demons.

"Made..." Huang Wei cursed in a low voice, obviously dislike Yang Lin's superstition.

But this time he couldn't refute, because the scene just now was too weird.

"Dawei, let's go back immediately. The evil gate in this place can't stay anymore." Yang Lin looked at Huang Wei and said: "I'm worried that something will happen again in a while, or I'll wait for some days to be peaceful, and try again. ."

Huang Wei bowed his head and thought for a moment, and felt that Yang Lin said something reasonable.

People are terrified today, where else is there any idea to poach.

So he nodded and said: "I think so, just do it. But wait for me to drink a sip, my mother, I ran at least a thousand kilometers in one breath, and I was exhausted."

With that said, he took a backpack from behind him, unzipped it, and reached in to find the water bottle.

Touched and touched, but suddenly felt something strange.

He couldn't help but take it out strangely: "Lin Zi, did you put this in my backpack?"

Yang Lin froze for a moment, staring at it, and also revealed a look of doubt: "What is this? I haven't let this thing go, so I put the things we had before, absolutely nothing else. "

The audience in the live room recognized it.

They are already very familiar with the black invitation letter.

"Stupid, these two idiots, don't even know the death order's death notice!"

"I go, there are still people who don't know the death notice, these two guys won't be in the forest often, don't they see the world?"

"That is, I even doubt that they have the money to dare to use it."

"Oh, there are ten million people who dare not eat instant noodles. What's the difference between me and a person with only a few coins. I don't know what to do with so much money."

The audience said that as normal people, they cannot understand the mental logic of the brain.

Huang Wei put his backpack on the ground and joined Yang Lin, looking at the black invitation in his hand.

"Death notice... Yang Lin, are you sure you didn't put it?" Huang Wei looked a little ugly.

No matter who sees the above five words, I'm afraid the mood will not be good.

This is not the person who received the notice. Is he going to die soon?

"How could it be me, I would be so bored? It's really evil, open it and see what the **** is." Yang Lin said unhappy.

The two broke open.

Afterwards, the whole stalemate stood still, and it suddenly became silent.

I saw in detail the crimes they had committed over the years, and each of them could remember a rough idea.

It's as if they made their own criminal notes.

"How is this possible, how could anyone know this!" The expression on Huang Wei's face was angry, and he looked at Yang Lin: "Ma De, who said it wasn't you, who would know these things except the two of us?"

"Fart, when did you see the record I made, how could you remember it in such detail, and even remember the things ten years ago!" Yang Lin shouted.

Huang Wei heard it, yes!

It is impossible for Yang Lin to prepare for this scene ten years ago?

Otherwise, he had to take notes, and he would remember them in his face once in a while. Why didn't he know anything at all?

But it can be said that Yang Lin deliberately carried him to take notes ten years ago, just for today's outing, but he killed Huang Wei and didn't believe it.

No one will be full and spend more than ten years preparing for such a boring thing.

Moreover, the two of them have already passed the age of mischief, and they are not seven or eight years old.

"God's day, I've seen a ghost. What the **** is going on. It's like someone has been following us and watching us do these things, otherwise how could he know so clearly." Huang Wei was crazy. .

Then came deep fear.

Wouldn’t it be more than a decade ago that the first ranger they killed became a ghost, would you follow them all the time?

"Huang Wei, look, there is a signature here!" Yang Lin suddenly yelled at the death notice, and Huang Wei immediately followed his fingers.

I saw the word "Death Inspector" signed at the bottom.

"Damn, how come this name sounds so familiar, where did I seem to have heard it." Huang Wei frowned.

But I just can't remember where I heard about it.

"God's day, no matter who he is, I must destroy him!" Huang Wei suddenly wrinkled the death notice in his hands.

Then he took off the shotgun on his back and shouted around the woods: "Grandma, what pretends to be a ghost, there is something for Lao Tzu! Believe it or not, I suddenly burst you with a shot!"

Yang Lin also took off his gun and was back-to-back with Huang Wei, shouting, "Yes, come out with the ability, let's do it with real knives!"

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