Chapter 577: murdering case
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Death Inquisitor
- Second Brother
- 1028 characters
- 2021-01-30 09:01:39
The audience exclaimed, the barrage flew like snowflakes in the live broadcast room.
For Zhou He, at this time, he was far more terrifying than he seemed.
Because of the swelling, he found that he was stiff all over and his hands could not even bend.
And as long as you move a little bit, there will be more obvious itching than elsewhere.
If you die a little, it will be like a full-blown avalanche.
A tingling sensation like an electric shock will follow the place you scratched, all the way up, until the top of the head spreads out.
Zhou He is crying and laughing.
Then he lay on the hot sand and kept rolling, trying to stop itching.
In fact, the more you touch it, the more unbearable it becomes.
"Kill me, don't torture me, death judge!" Zhou He shouted, but unfortunately his face was completely swollen, and he couldn't see the expression at all.
The skin is swollen and tight. If the expression is distorted, even the torn skin will hurt.
Zhou He saw that the death magistrate did not appear for a long time, and his heart grew desperate.
He has had enough of the pain of life and death.
But in this desert, he couldn't even find a tool to commit suicide.
Stone... No, there is only sand.
Waterhole... No, there is only sand.
Cliff... No, there is only endless sand here.
"Ah!" Zhou He lying on the ground desperately shouting at the sky, tearing his heart apart.
Some places on his body have already begun to penetrate the bleeding thread.
After the swelling, the skin is tightened. At this time, the sand will roll over, and the harmless sand immediately becomes very dangerous.
Some of them will be printed on the skin by coincidence, causing the skin to rupture.
Then, the blood inside and some sticky unknown bodies began to penetrate.
"Nima, so disgusting! Sometimes the shots of the magistrate are too high-definition, which is not a good thing."
"I can't eat today's supper anymore. There is a trace of blood in the sticky ye body, and the feeling of nausea suddenly bursts out."
Gradually, Zhou He lay still on the ground.
Xiong's mouth is still ups and downs, but he has no strength.
In this high-temperature environment, any living things will become weak and unwilling to move.
He just struggled for so long, and finally he was exhausted.
It’s not easy to wait for him to die slowly, but there is no other way for Zhou He.
He can only pray that he can die sooner, and the pain is less...
"Ding, the trial is completed, Wu Lu, fear value 178, despair value 236.
Ye Shuangshuang, fear value 217, despair value 289.
Zhou He, fear value 376, despair value 614. "
"In the comprehensive evaluation..."
"Ding, death judge Ye Chen, received a C-level evaluation, reward points 3178, cash 394321, and a C-level raffle ticket1."
"Use lottery tickets!"
"Ding, congratulations to the master for acquiring skill puppet manipulation."
Primary puppet manipulation: Turn an object with a weight of less than 15KG into a puppet, controlled by the caster.
Ye Chen closed his eyes and began to receive all the information of this skill.
In just a few tens of seconds, he opened his eyes again.
Then look at the pillow next to yourself.
The hand was slightly toward the pillow.
A white light flew into the pillow.
Immediately, the little pillow moved, and slowly stood up.
From the middle to the inside.
The upper two horns are like hands, and the lower two horns are like feet.
And the place gathered in the middle seems to become a waist.
Rolling and jumping, jumped to the ground, played a set of different... broadcast radio gymnastics.
The fingers of Ye Chen's right hand kept shaking gently, obviously, he was controlling the pillow puppet in this way.
It feels interesting.
However, this is not really the ability of puppetry.
Another white light flew from Ye Chen's hand and fell into the pillow.
I saw that the pillow began a gorgeous transformation, from a square pillow to a pillow person with hands and feet.
This means that if Ye Chen controls iron and steel, he can also become an iron man.
The only pity is that the puppet that can be controlled now cannot exceed 15KG, just a small one.
The cell phone rings.
It was Liang Yin who called.
"Hey, come and pick me up! I'm off work early." Liang Yin shouted over there, and could still hear the sound of the TV.
Apparently she had already returned to her residence in Modu, just waiting for Ye Chen to pick it up.
The time soon arrived at night.
Ye Chen was pulled by Liang Yin Xiao Loli to watch the horror movie together.
In XX city, thousands of miles away, a vicious murder is taking place.
Several men dressed up stood in an alley, surrounded by a middle-aged man lying on the ground.
At this time, the middle-aged man had blood stains on his head, and the blood was still spreading out to the side.
At the same time, a fruit knife was inserted on his back, his blood stained his clothes.
"What should I do, Long Brother, we seem to be killing people." One of the men looked at his blood-stained hands and couldn't help showing his fear, his voice trembling and shaking.
Others sighed with fear, with fear in their eyes.
Called Long Ge, he was a twenties-year-old man with dyed red hair and a skull on his arm.
It seems that this person not only grows more fierce than others, but also has a much more burly figure.
It's no wonder that it can be a total of six gangsters in this line.
"Mad, I know a fart, I know now that we are in big trouble." Long Ge looked irritable.
He was also terrified by the body in front of him.
In fact, this person was originally the father of another member of them.
It was a little girl, who had been fooling with them.
But a few days ago, her father approached Hongmao Longge and a few of them, and scolded them severely, asking them to keep a distance from Xiaotaimei, and could not contact her in the future.
At that time, the father of Xiaotaimei also brought a group of relatives and friends, and there were many people. ..
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