Death Inquisitor

Mobile direct access: m.xinwanben.com

Fatty Wang, who was driving, didn't care about the soot at all, because it was very common.

However, the next second, soot flew into his eyes.

Fatty Wang instinctively turned his head to the right, trying to avoid the soot that got into his eyes, but then he was made to blink back and forth by the uncomfortable feeling in his eyes, and rubbed his hands involuntarily.

At this moment, the car suddenly bumped, and then the car lost control.

Fatty Wang, who was rubbing his eyes, suddenly turned pale, and hurriedly went to control the steering wheel.

But he drove too fast, and his eyes felt uncomfortable again and again, and his vision was disturbed.

In the next second, the car slammed into a big tree on the side of the road.

There was a loud "bang", and the front of the car was instantly crushed, and then protruded into the car.

"Crack, click" followed by a "bang".

Fatty Wang's right leg was abruptly broken by the front of the car squeezed into the driver's seat.

However, his left hand was raised because of rubbing his eyes. The moment the car hit the big tree, it hit the windshield and fractured instantly, even revealing the white bloody bones.

Due to inertia, his head came into intimate contact with the steering wheel, and his head was bleeding instantly, and seven or eight of his teeth were broken.

Fatty Wang was lying on the steering wheel, motionless. He was knocked unconscious, but from his still undulating back, it was not difficult to see that he was not dead yet.

After a while, Fatty Wang raised his head, and let out a miserable howl.

"what……"

The pain, the extremely severe pain, strongly stimulated Fatty Wang's nerves.

With Fatty Wang's wailing, blood flowed out of his mouth, coupled with Fatty Wang's face covered in blood, it was miserable no matter how you looked at it.

"I... my hand... my leg... oh..." Fatty Wang realized the fact that his hand was broken and his leg was broken, and then he let out an even more miserable scream.

His body was trembling and trembling, and there was one scream after another.

Suddenly, Fatty Wang thought of something, and his pupils shrank sharply.

"Yes...the judge of death...it must be him...he can control how others die...no! no! I don't want to die!" Fatty Wang shouted in horror, and then hurriedly moved his fat body.

However, his body is too bloated, and it is difficult to get out of the car normally, not to mention the broken right leg, and he is still stuck.

"Help me! Help me!" Fatty Wang saw a passing car and hurriedly shouted out the window.

It's a pity that the passing cars didn't stop and drove directly by.

"Fuck! Everyone is heartless like him now." Fatty Wang roared angrily.

Studio.

"Damn it! This fat man has the nerve to say this, damn, his conscience is eaten by dogs, and he still talks about others."

"That's right. He's like a wolf. He's not like that. How could he sell zombie meat, harm others, and pay him back? Many people died, and even more people got sick and hospitalized."

"This is an idiot, don't care what he does."

"Having said that, it is true that many people now see someone in trouble and will not help..."

"Stop talking nonsense, can you help? If you help in the front foot, you may go bankrupt in the back foot."

"Well, people nowadays have lost their moral concepts one by one. It's really tangled."

"It's not that good people get bad, it's that bad people get old..."

"There are still people who are kind-hearted and will help others. However, for Fatty Wang, I don't want anyone to help."

"Me too, this fat man, tell him to die. Living is a waste of food and polluting the air."

In the capital, in a dark room.

Looking at the big screen that can only be seen by himself, Ye Chen smiled coldly, and continued to write with his right hand holding the pen.

"The fuel tank started to drip, the car was lit by cigarette butts, caught fire and exploded, Fatty Wang was burned to death."

on the highway.

Fatty Wang was working hard with fear on his face. He wanted to get out of the car and here. At worst, he had to call for help or ask for help.

However, his mobile phone was smashed along with his right leg, and no one stopped when he asked for help.

And now, he is on death trial.

Fatty Wang has already begun to experience the horror of the death judge.

This is just the beginning, he was disabled, if it continues, God knows what will happen.

He doesn't want to die, he still wants to live.

So, he opened the car door with his right hand, and then began to pull his right leg hard, trying to save himself.

Every time he used his right hand to pull his right leg, Fatty Wang would cry miserably for a while, because his right leg was broken, and any use of force would involve the wound.

However, Fatty Wang didn't dare to stop at all.

He is still working on it.

With his hard work, his face quickly turned pale because of pain and fear.

At this moment, a strange smell spread into Fatty Wang's nostrils, and it became stronger and stronger.

Fatty Wang, who had just pulled his right leg, was howling miserably.

This growing smell did not attract Fatty Wang's attention at first.

But when the pain eased slightly, Fatty Wang froze in place suddenly.

gasoline smell

coming gasoline...

wrong!

Fatty Wang suddenly thought of something and hurried to look at the cigarette butt.

The next second, he saw a cigarette butt that was still smoking.

Fatty Wang's pupils shrank sharply, and then his eyes widened.

"No... not good!" Fatty Wang screamed, and then wanted to get the cigarette butts under the car seat.

Unfortunately, he couldn't reach it, not only couldn't reach it, but also pulled his right leg again.

"Aw..."

Fatty Wang let out a miserable howl.

However, he still tried his best to reach the cigarette butt, because he knew that if he waited any longer, the car would be set on fire.

He tried his best to reach for the cigarette butt, and Fatty Wang ignored the constant pain in his right leg and left hand.

The death judge is an invisible threat, he is afraid, but this cigarette butt is a visible danger, he is even more afraid.

It's getting closer, his right hand is getting closer and closer to the cigarette butt.

Fatty Wang's face instantly showed a relieved expression. He was about to catch the cigarette butt, and the danger was about to be eliminated.

..

Can't remember the URL, you can search on Baidu: [Wanben God Station]