Death Inquisitor

Chapter 312: The sad reminder of Zhao Ergen

On the highway.

Zhao Ergen, crazy, walked along the road in three steps.

And the direction he walked in was exactly the same as the direction they were going to.

Zhao Ergen's eyes were blind, and his life and roots were broken. His clothes were stained with blood and covered with mud. The whole person had to be embarrassed and embarrassed.

Coupled with crazy movements, expressions, and how to look like a lunatic.

"Hoooo...hee hee..."

Zhao Ergen cried for a while, laughed for a while, and moved forward along the highway.

But soon, he went off course and walked to the side of the road. The next second, one of his feet emptied and the whole person rolled into the ditch instantly.

Zhao Ergen, who fell to the ground, touched the wound at the crotch and shook the glass scum in his eyes.

Zhao Ergen, who was irritated by the intense pain for a moment, made a terrible cry.

"what……"

In the ditch, a big prickly hedgehog was moving a little bit, as if to move or look for food.

Suddenly, the shock and the screaming made the big hedgehog curl up into a ball, protecting itself firmly.

At this moment, Zhao Ergen rolled into the ditch.

When his body turned over and lay on the ground, the big hedgehog in the ditch was in the middle of his crotch.

Zhao Ergen stopped.

A second later, Zhao Ergen shivered violently and shivered, and then made a wailing noise.

"Ao..."

He hurried over and hurriedly covered his crotch with both hands.

Next second.

Zhao Ergen once again made a terrible cry.

Because his hand touched the white thorn, the thorn that had been plunged into his life and root was so touched that it was pierced again.

The more intense pain stimulated Zhao Ergen's nerves, and the twisted face of his pain, howling constantly.

For a while, Zhao Ergen carefully took his life and stabbed the root.

"Oh..." Zhao Ergen accidentally bumped into the thorn and uttered a wail again.

He didn't dare to take his hand away, because he couldn't see it. After leaving, he would still touch the thorn when he touched his crotch again.

Finally, he pinched a thorn, and then pulled it out abruptly.

"what……"

The severe pain struck again, and Zhao Ergen still couldn't bear to scream.

His hand touched the crotch again and continued to repeat the previous action.

Howling, piercing, screaming.

Every time, it will give him a strong stimulus.

But he would rather not have such stimulation.

It hurts so much, his face is so painful and howling.

The hedgehog stabbed not only life and roots, but also his thighs and legs.

It took five minutes for Zhao Ergen to pull out all the thorns.

In just five minutes, Zhao Ergen's voice became hoarse, and the whole person was beaten with sweat.

He sighed heavily, for a while, before he touched his crotch.

The next second, his face turned green.

"No! No! My life, root!!!" Zhao Ergen screamed sternly.

Studio.

"Hahaha, this stupid guy, really pretended to be crazy and sell stupid."

"Hey, his life and roots are not steel. Nima was hit by a hedgehog and was stabbed with so many roots, and the nails were scrapped."

"Sure, otherwise this stupid thing is so desperate to do."

"This hedgehog is really not good for 6, hum, I give this big hedgehog 500 praises."

"Hahaha, the big hedgehog is awesome. It would be nice if I could continue to **** this stupid."

"Hey, whether it's possible or not, this stupid, dead!"

"Yes, even if he is crazy, he is still dead, killing people for evil, this is an iron fact, and still want to live? Dreaming!"

Beijing, Public Security Bureau, conference room.

After seeing Zhao Ergen stabbed by the hedgehog, Qin Feng shivered and shivered, and then said: "Death magistrate... It's so disturbing... To punish the criminal, it is better to kill him directly..."

"Death magistrates will not do this, especially against criminals who are horrendous, and death magistrates will torture them fiercely, both physically and mentally." Chen Bohan, a spectacled man, sighed.

"Now it's not ancient. No knights or heroes are needed... Did the person contacting the death judge in the live broadcast still get no reply?" Director Ding remained silent for a moment, then asked.

"No, the death judge didn't reply to anyone, just like he didn't watch the discussion in the live broadcast room at all..." Qin Feng shook his head and then said.

"He didn't look away, but he didn't want to contact us..." Chen Bohan leaned on the back of the chair, his hands behind his neck, and he said with a sigh.

"Whether he wants it or not, he still has to continue to send messages to get a reply from the death judge. Anyway, this red notebook that can control the death process of others must not fall into the hands of foreign forces." Director Liu frowned. Then he said.

"Director... Actually, I feel that no one can get the red...death note from the death judge..." Chen Bohan hesitated and said.

"It's best...but you can't relax. You need to find the death judge as soon as possible, even if you contact him. In addition to these, you must try to find foreign spies and stop them from getting death notes!" Director Liu deeply said. He took a breath and then said in a deep voice.

"Yes, Director!" Qin Feng and Chen Bohan responded in unison.

In the dark room of the capital.

Looking at the big screen that only he could see, Ye Chen raised his eyebrows, and started writing again with his right hand holding the pen.

"Zhao Ergen got up, went on the highway, met the killing bee, stung, black appeared, bit off Zhao Ergen's throat, Zhao Ergen died."

On the highway.

Zhao Ergen in the ditch suddenly remembered something, and he became crazy.

He rose tremblingly and climbed onto the highway.

Just then the "buzzing" sound suddenly sounded.

Zhao Ergen couldn't see or care, just bees.

But at this time, a dozen or so killer bees who went out foraging rushed to Zhao Ergen, and it was a sting.

"Ah..." A screaming scream came from Zhao Ergen's mouth.

He cried, his tears and his nose running.

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