Death Inquisitor

Chapter 713: devil

Suddenly, the bear's mouth fell down.

Wow spit out blood, and the person flew backwards.

Hit the wall heavily.

"How could..." Yamamoto Hideu's pupils shrank.

This is much scarier than they thought.

If we knew that this was the case, even with a few more people, they would not run out and face Hu Zeheng.

But now, it is obviously too late.

"Hahaha!" Hu Zeheng, who smoothly dodges other people's attacks and flew them out, laughed.

Soon, only Yamamoto was left alone, still fighting him.

The solid wood baffle in his hand was screamed by his waving.

But he couldn't touch Hu Zeheng's hair.

"It's not fair. He was given far more power than ordinary people. Death judge, I don't accept it!" In the distance, the short agent struggling to get up from the ground, shouting his nosebleed, shouted toward the ceiling.

The expression was quite angry.

He was injured by a handicap with only one hand!

"But he has to face a group of you, doesn't he? What kind of fairness do you want? Or, do you think you are eligible to bargain with me! Huh!" Ye Chen's cold voice came from all around.

Echoed throughout the floor.

Then the short agent screamed violently.

Because of his body, it actually burned, flames!

"Ah! Help, fire! Save me!" He shouted desperately while struggling.

Also tried to roll on the ground.

But the flames did not mean to extinguish.

Both Yumoto Yamamoto and Hu Zeheng who were fighting were stunned and looked at the short agent innocently.

Shivering.

Fortunately, the death judge did not personally shoot this time, but one was afraid of this terrible power, and the little pride and arrogance that had risen quietly, was instantly destroyed.

Compared with this kind of power, what kind of power is he given by the death judge.

Moreover, it was originally given to him by others, and it can be withdrawn at any time.

The screams of the short agents gradually weakened. A faint burnt smell and meaty smell mixed, floating on the fifth floor of the hospital.

The face of Hidemoto Yamamoto and other R people changed slightly, and he couldn't help rolling in his stomach.

Hu Zeheng didn't feel much because he lost his sense of smell.

"I really don't know what to do." He sneered as he looked at the short agent who had completely turned into a distorted charred corpse.

Dare to shout at the death judge, who he thought he was.

"Hu Zeheng, continue."

After the flame was extinguished, Ye Chen's voice appeared again, with a commanding tone in apathy, which made Hu Zeheng tremble.

Then he quickly moved up and waved a punch at Yamamoto Hideo.

He didn't want to be turned into a scorched corpse by the dead judge because of passive downtime.

"Baga, much better than just now!" Yamamoto Hideu's face changed a lot, and the board in his hand hit the opponent's fist, actually breaking directly.

Only then did I understand that the other party was playing with him just now.

Otherwise, everyone else was beaten and flew out as soon as he played, why can he insist on as many as a dozen rounds.

However, it would be too late to wake up. After the plank cracked, Hu Zeheng turned around and kicked him on the cheek.

After that, Yamamoto Hideo spun into the air.

After falling heavily to the ground, he finally spit out a few **** teeth.

And he felt that his jaw was dislocated and could not be closed at all.

"no, do not want!"

Next to it, an experimenter who was also lying on the ground suddenly turned pale, unable to ignore the pain and screamed in excitement.

Because Hu Zeheng is coming to him.

Then, one foot stepped on his head.

In his frightened eyes, slammed it violently!

Two eyeballs flew out of the bursting head and fell in front of Hideyuki Yamanaka.

"Devil!" On the other side not far away, another experimenter was frightened and shivering.

Was shocked by this **** scene.

Mouthlessly murmured: "The devil, you people are all demons, the death judge is the devil, and your monster is also the devil..."

In the live room, the audience was angry.

"Mad, this beast is so embarrassed to say that they kidnap the wanderer to do a biochemical experiment. Isn't it just right?"

"Is he really shameless, so cruel that he experimented with living people, and he was so embarrassed to say that others are demons? It's ridiculous!"

In the video, Hu Zeheng laughed and walked towards him.

"Yes, I am the devil, so you go to die!"

He grabbed his hair, grabbed his head, and hit the ground hard.

After a series of dull sounds, the face of this R countryman was already **** and fluttered.

In the distance, a group of R nationals who had just come down from the sixth floor to the seventh floor saw this scene and their actions solidified.

A deep fear appeared on his face.

They thought they came to meet their companions when they came down, but they didn't expect what they saw after they came down.

How could that crippling be so terrible!

"Another prey is coming again." Hu Zeheng heard the movement behind, turned back, and put those beast-like eyes on them.

In the rear, more than a dozen R people shivered and shook, turned and ran.

Hu Zeheng just wanted to catch up, suddenly thought of something, and stopped looking ugly.

Because he suddenly remembered that he could not leave within 30 meters before he could solve the remaining guys.

"Damn it! Let me die!" He turned back angrily, rushed to a R nationality and kicked it out.

The toes kicked on the back of the opponent's head, and then slammed.

The entire head is sunken and the neck is broken! It was almost kicked and flew out, and at this moment there was only a layer of flesh still connecting the head and neck.

The twisted look is terrifying.

Soon, Hu Zeheng came to Hideki Yamamoto.

But he found that the other party had closed his eyes, and Xiongkou was up and down, vaguely speaking from the bottom of his throat, "Come... Come! Give me a happy heart!"

"You want to be happy, why! I want to torture you! Hahaha!" Hu Zeheng suddenly laughed.

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