Death Inquisitor

Wang Fatzi driving is not in the smoky ash at all, because this is usually.

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

Wang Fatzi has turned his right toward the right. If you want to avoid the soot in your eyes, you will be uncomfortable in your eyes, and you will get your eyes, you can't help but go.

At this time, the car suddenly bumped, and the latter was out of control.

When I was killing my eyes, I suddenly went to the white, and I hurried to control the steering wheel.

However, he is too fast, and his eyes are uncomfortable, and the sight is disturbed.

Next second, the car hit the big tree on the roadside.

A big sound of "" came, and the car's head was hit in an instant, and then he highled in the car.

After the ", ", it is followed by "".

I saw Wang Fatzi's right leg and was squeezed to the driver's head hard.

And his left hand, because of the reason why it is lifted, hit the big tree in the car, hit the windshield, instantly fractured, and even exposed the bones of the white blood.

His head is also from inertia, and the steering wheel, the head is broken, and the teeth are hit by seven eight.

Wang Fatzi squatted on the steering wheel, did not move, he was rumored, but from him behind him, it is not difficult to see, he is still dead.

For a while, Wang Fatzi lifted his head and then sent a miserable mourning.

"what……"

Pain, violent pain, strongly stimulating the nerve of Wang Fatzi.

Blood followed Wang Fatzi's mourning, from his mouth, and then equipped with Wang Fatzi's face, how to see how miserable.

"I ... my hand ... my leg ... ..." Wang Fatzi found the fact that his hand fracture, the legs were broken, and then a more scream.

His body was trembled, shaking, and he looked.

Suddenly, Wang Fatzi thought about what, the pupil fierce.

"Yes ... is a death sentence ... must be him ... He can control how others die ... No! No! I don't want to die!" Wang Fatzi was shouting, and then rushed his obese body.

However, his body is too bloated, it is normal to get off, it is also difficult, let alone, the right leg fracture does not say, it is also stuck.

"Save me! Save me!" Wang Fatzi saw a passer, hurriedly shouting out of the window.

Unfortunately, the passed the car stopped and passed directly.

"Grass! Everyone is there is no conscience." Wang Fatzi screamed.

Studio.

"Lying! This dead fat man actually said this, Nima, his conscience let the dog eat, but also others."

"Just, he is, he is a wolf heart dog lung, Nima, not this, how can you sell zombie meat, misfortune, or he is killed, more people, more people who are hospitalized."

"This is a stupid, what he does."

"The words come back, but now many people see that someone is falling, will not help me ..."

"Don't be pulled, do you help you? You are helped in front of you, and you will be able to make a lot of money."

"Hey, now people, a moral concept is lost, it is really tangled."

"It's not a good person getting bad, but the bad guys became old ..."

"There is still a good intestine, it will help others, but, for this king fat, I don't want someone."

"I am also, this dead fat man, call him to die, live is also wasting food, polluting the air."

Jingcheng, dim, dim.

Look at the big screen that can only be seen, Ye Chen is cold and smile, and the right hand holding the pen will continue to write.

"The fuel tank starts dripping, the car is smog, the fire is exploded, and Wang Fatzi is burned."

On the highway.

Wang Fatzi worked hard, he wanted to leave the car, leaving here, the most unjust, but also have to call for help, or find someone to help.

However, his mobile phone was broken with his right leg, looking for someone to help, no one stopped.

Now, he is in the trial of death.

The horror of death sentences, Wang Fatzi has begun to understand.

This is just beginning, he is gone, then continue, the sky knows how will it be.

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

So, he opened the door with his right hand, and then started to go to the right leg, he wants to save.

Every time you use the right hand to pull the right leg, Wang Fatzi will be miserable for a while, because the right leg is broken, and if you use your hard, you will take advantage of the wound.

However, Wang Fatzi did not dare to stop.

He is still working hard.

With his efforts, his face quickly became pale, because of pain, because of fear.

At this moment, a strange taste passed to the nostril of Wang Fatzi, and more and more strong.

I just got a king fatty son of the right leg, I was tragic.

This increasingly flavored taste does not attract the attention of Wang Fatzi.

However, when the feeling of pain is slightly reduced, Wang Fatzi suddenly stunned.

Gasulief ... Where is the gasoline ...

wrong!

Wang Fatzi suddenly thought of what, hurried to the cigarette butt.

In the next second, he saw the cigarette butt of smoke.

Wang Fatzi's pupil fierce, and then two eyes vigorously.

"No ... is not good!" Wang Fatzi screamed, and then wanted to take the cigarette butt of the seat.

Unfortunately, he is not enough, not only enough, and once again pull the right leg.

"..."

Wang Fatzi sent a miserable mourning.

However, he still tried to get enough cigarette butt, because he knows, then wait, the car will be done.

He worked hard to get enough cigarette butt, the right leg left the left hand, and was also ignored by Wang Fatzi.

The death sentence is not a threat, he is afraid, but this cigarette is the danger of seeing, he is more fear.

Close, his right hand, getting closer and closer to the cigarette butt.

Wang Fatzi's face suddenly revealed a simple expression, he had to catch the cigarette butt, the danger is about to exclude.

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