Chapter 1770: Bone

The knife was too lazy to listen to their words. He put his eyes on Zhang Kang and asked, "Kang, what do you think we should do now?"
Zhang Kang smiled bitterly, after all, he was just an ordinary person, but only a little more experience than several other people, and now they are facing death trial.
But the death judge is said to be beyond the existence of God, not to mention the live broadcast of death they have seen before, even if they see what they are seeing in front of them, he can not cope with it.
"Knife, I also want to have a way, but now you have seen this situation, it seems that the rumors in the industry are not false, as long as the person who received the death notice, only the one waiting to die Way."
Xiaodao's face collapsed immediately, and he also hoped that Zhang Kang could come up with something. The result was still helpless.
At this time, the wolfdog said a little louder and said, "I don't care if there is any way now. Anyway, we will leave here and say again. This place has problems at first glance. I am really not comfortable at all."
After hearing the words of the wolfdog, the other four people also made sense. With so many bones in front of them, it seemed that there was no lack of other things besides human accidents.
For a normal person, such a scene will feel a little uncomfortable.
Zhang Kang turned around and wanted to leave here, but before he could leave, he saw the iron door in front of him and closed it silently.
Zhang Kang was completely stunned. After a while, he reacted and hurriedly rushed over, pulling the door handle forcefully, trying to pull the iron door away.
The other four people were not fools, and the first reaction to seeing this scene was that the death judge gave them another gloom. Subsequently, the other four also hurried up to help.
The five people had already used their strength to feed the milk, but as a result they were still unable to open the door. The iron door, which could have been opened and closed, now seemed to be welded on and became indestructible.
"Am I going to you!" Da Mao's spirit finally broke down. He didn't care about anything. He raised his head and broke his mouth and scolded: "Death magistrate, I drafted the ancestors, and I didn't kill a few people. Isn't you smuggling arms? Is it okay to live with us like this? I drafted..."
"Thorn..."
Before Da Mao's words were finished, a golden lightning bolt fell and hit him directly, not only interrupting his curse, but also charging him like black charcoal.
The big hair twitched and fell to the ground. There was continuous white foam flowing out of the corner of his mouth. His eyes were full of pain. Obviously the taste of the electricity just now was very uncomfortable.
Among the other four, those who originally wanted to speak together to curse the death magistrate hurriedly closed their mouths. On the contrary, it was a bit of a blessing, not abusive.
Just looking at Da Mao's miserable appearance, their foreheads were cold and sweaty, and if they came here for a while, they felt that they would definitely be unable to bear it.
It was at this time that Ye Chen’s cold words rang in their ears:
Do you think it’s a crime to smuggle arms? Or do you think there’s nothing wrong with what you’re doing? I tell you, you not only It’s all wrong, and one by one, it’s especially serious. It’s outrageous! Do you know how many innocent people have died because of your actions? They all died on the weapons you sold!

Ye Chen, who had always been indifferent, this time also had a anger that was difficult to suppress.
No one is arguing this time. Why don't they know what kind of consequences they will have.
It's just that they have been attracted by the unimaginable profits for so many years. Even if they understand in their hearts, how many people will die because of themselves. But he always finds himself an impeccable excuse.
Or, most people are already insensitive. No matter how many people die, they are not at ease, they only care about their own weapons, whether they can sell a good price.
Ye Chen didn't want to say anything to them anymore. What they were about to face was enough for them to have a long memory.
And, even if they don't remember long, in fact, it seems to Ye Chen that it doesn't matter.
The entire warehouse gradually became dark. The big hair lying on the ground finally came over and stood up. All five of them took out their cell phones without signals and turned on the flashlights.
Looking at the countless bones in front of them, they all felt a creepy feeling in their hearts.
"Hiss..."
A piercing, sharp chirp suddenly sounded. The five people subconsciously covered their ears.
The stern voice made them feel that their whole blood began to flow backwards, and at the same time accompanied by the swirling sky. This feeling made all five of them very uncomfortable.
After a while, the voice disappeared. The five people released their hands one after another, and their faces showed the expression of the rest of their lives.
The voice like a ghost barking just now came too fast and made them too uncomfortable.
If it was not because they had watched the live broadcast of death, they were already prepared for such a thing, and now they will definitely be more uncomfortable.
Soon after the screams disappeared, the wolf dog suddenly shouted: "Look at those bones..."
The other four listened to the wolf dog and looked instinctively towards the bone. With just a glance, the knife felt like he was about to spit out.
Those white bones who didn't know how much the wind had turned out actually crawled out the maggots, and there were a lot of maggots. After a while, they completely covered the bones.
Then a bad smell began to permeate in this warehouse.
The five men hurriedly covered their noses, but they could still smell the strong stench, and even their breathing became very difficult.
Zhang Kang's chest kept violently rising and falling, and his lungs had a little problem. Now that he came here, he felt a very painful heart.
What happened later made them more frightened. As the maggots wriggle, rotten flesh grows from the bones.
This scene is like going back in time, and it is speeding back. ..
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