Death Inquisitor

Chapter 1003: Sneak attack

Facing his yelling, several men secretly slandered.

If you don’t know what other people think, you also need to use the power of the group to survive, who is still your boss.

After all, this is the death judge's trial, there is only one person who can survive.

Although they are under Chris, are they really loyal and willing to give him the chance to live?

In fact, when I was just catching up with Babia, each of them hoped that the person who killed this guy would be himself.

It was just because of the unknown situation and the past majesty of Chris that he did not dare to make trouble.

This is like the ancient emperor and his ministers. Why didn't the emperor like the ministers to form private parties? Because only if they don't understand each other, they dare not rebel.

In case a group of ministers get together and chat with each other. It turns out that everyone doesn't bird the dog emperor, well, let's unite and lift him! How did the emperor play?

The same is true now, it is not Chris himself who really cares about these men, but they are each other.

For example, the No. 1 player wants to rebel, but he is worried that No. 2, No. 3, No. 4 will help Chris, so he dare not move.

But such scruples also have their limits. Once faced with the point of life and death...

Dissatisfaction appeared in the hearts of several men, and it was quickly suppressed.

Then he pretended to be a loyal one, followed quickly behind Chris.

When they returned to their original location, they found that the others were basically there.

Less than a minute later, the last team also returned.

Looking at the look of the leader man in the team, it is clear that there has been a gain and did not let the other party escape.

"Go forward to the next red dot, walk for ten minutes, and then speed up." Chris shouted when everyone saw that everyone had gathered.

This is also something that cannot be done. They are not Superman.

Even though their physical fitness is not bad, they have become tired after three hours. If it wasn’t death that drove them behind, they wanted to lie on the ground as long as an hour ago.

Now I want to sleep more beautifully. If it is in country M, it should have been 1:00 am?

Fatigue, sleepiness, fear of uncertain future. Being able to support the hurry is like a miracle.

But this overdraft is short-lived after all.

Within minutes, some people were sitting still on the road.

"No, I'm going to sleep! It's too painful! Let me rest and kill me!" a white man shouted.

"I'm not going, I will be exhausted if I go on like this."

Just like a contagious virus, more than half of people went on strike in an instant.

"Shet, **** it! You guys, take out the spirit of going to the nightclub to find the **** all night! Why are you all lying down one by one!"

Chris is crazy.

He was also very tired, but was in a special state of excitement and tension. So the situation is slightly better than others.

Of course, the price is that he will want to give up more than everyone for a while, and then sleep on the ground.

"Boss, there are no women here. In short, I won't do it anyway. It is impossible to collect five hundred points." A young man with glasses and freckles shouted.

His words resonated with others.

When they were able to support it before, they also had a silver lining. But now it seems as though he will die suddenly in the next moment, and the pessimism and despair in his heart prevail.

After working for more than three hours, I didn't get any points. If they go on like this, they have no hope of living. If that is the case, why do we have to suffer in the last time of life?

Wouldn’t it be better to lie on the spot, sleep beautifully, and then be killed by the death judge in his sleep.

"you guys!"

Chris looked at the people who lay down, and there was a murderous flash in his eyes.

If you can't help him against the enemy, then it is better to contribute points to him!

However, in the face of the crowded men, he had to think long.

So he placed his goal on Osak.

"Osak, Biya, Owen, you guys come with me."

Chris suddenly said to several high-ranking leaders after him.

The killing in his eyes was perfect, so although these people were a bit puzzled, they didn't expect Chris to be so mad to kill them.

They just thought that Chris faced the current situation and wanted to discuss with them how to deal with it.

So after seeing Chris walking to the distant ruins first, a total of six people also followed.

Because this situation is also not what they want to see.

"Boss, do you have a solution to the current problem?"

After coming to a corner that no one else could see, Osak first couldn't help but asked Chris in front.

When he saw him expressionlessly, he said, "Of course there is a way! But..."

Uh!

A sharp flash of light flashed through.

Osak froze with Biya next to him, looking frightened, angry, and unwillingly looking at Chris in front of him.

But he couldn't hold the blood that burst from the neck wound.

"Chris, what are you doing!"

The remaining four were furious, and at the same time raised their macheries and shouted at him.

"Late, of course I want to kill you!"

Mental calculations are unintentional, even though the remaining four people reacted immediately. But after all, they were in a state of panic. They raised their machetes just instinctively self-protection behavior, but there was no answer in their minds what should be done next.

So in the face of the machete that Chris immediately waved, their pupils were wide open, but they didn't know what to do.

At this moment, their bodies are stiff, and their hands are indifferent!

Uh, uh, uh!

Until three more people died, the last person reacted and panicked Chris' attack with a knife. But it looked very embarrassed.

Facing Chris's next chopping like a storm, he was like a small boat floating on the sea, and he might fall under the waves at any time.

"Wait, there is something to say!"

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