Death Inquisitor

"No! Kill me! I beg you, kill me!" Hu Tianming saw a toothpick and shouted.

He wants to die, he doesn't want to continue to be tortured.

That kind of pain, simply be tragic, he never thought about it, it can be desperately desperate.

However, the female ghost did not take care of Hu Tianming, and the toothpick is still unrecognizable into the nail sewing of Hu Tianming.

A more miserable screams out of the mouth of Hu Tianming.

"what!!!"

His body is more dramatic, shaking, the muscles of the whole body are constant.

When the whole toothpick is tied to his finger, Hu Tianming has been in the past.

But soon, he was awakened by a more strong pain to the stimulus.

His eyes are boss, almost the whole eye beads suddenly.

"There is a kind, I will kill me directly. If you have some kind of kind!" "Hu Tianming roaring.

His voice is hoarse, which is full of deep despair.

However, he is still not dead.

The punishment continues, once more violent, until the sixth finger refers to the tie, Hu Tianming finally stopped shouting, and then there was no interest.

Wu Zihao saw this, and the tears of tears flowed out.

He was completely scared, looked at another painful look that Hu Tianming was taken out by bamboo sign, he just thought about it.

The cold hair, root roots.

His teeth, keeps playing, trembling, "goblin," "sound continues.

"Death judge, I am wrong, spare me, you can't be like this, even if I was caught, but I was shot, you can't abuse private penalty!" Wu Zihao looked at the death sentence, crazy shouting.

He shouted while struggling.

He wants to come down from the cross, he wants to escape this strange space.

Unfortunately, his words, his movements, there is no change in it.

He was still tied to the cross, and the girl picking up the scalpel at this moment and came to him.

"Death judge, if you are a man, let me put me, we duel, we duel!" Wu Zihao looked at the ghost, and then shouted in Ye Chen loudly.

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"Lying! This is stupid, I dare to dare to make a big boss?"

"Laughing to death, this is stupid is also 6 can't."

"He is afraid to be tortured, don't want to die so painful, he wants to be sentenced to the boss directly, so he can free."

"Grass! It's good, do you dream."

"When this is a stupid killing, I have never thought that it will be caught, I will be killed, kill people, caught, still want to die, I'm laughing!"

"It's not to be born, and I regret that there is no place to regret it."

"It's the tire, don't want to take a tire, call him to get torture in eternal life!"

Beijing, outskirts, dim.

Ye Chen fang's eyes looked at Wu Zihao in a crazy state, and then waved.

The female ghost immediately retreated, and at this time, Wu Zihao also fell from the cross.

Double-feet, Wu Zihao, and then I don't want to turn my head.

Ye Chen's cold smile, the scarlet eyes were squint.

I saw that Wu Zihao, who was running, suddenly ran over Ye Chen, and getting closer.

"For ... Why ..." Wu Zihao fierce, and then shouted.

Ye Chen was cold and cold, but Wu Zihao hurriedly stopped and turned again.

However, he ran and found out that the death sentence he was afraid of him ran.

Why ... this is why ... I am obviously running ...

Wu Zihao screamed, he stopped his foot and ran.

However, he was frightened by the discovery, he ran and rushed toward the death sentence.

This time, he was closer to death.

He wants to turn and run.

At this moment, Ye Chen grabbed the face of Wu Zihao, and then played the previous step, it was ahead of Wu Zihao.

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Wu Zihao was put on the ground by Ye Chen hardcore.

"Ah ..." A miserable mourning came from Wu Zihao's mouth.

He suddenly felt a feeling of blaming the head, the feeling, just as it is.

Mongolia, pain, thinking stagnation.

However, his head is still good, otherwise, he also can't send a slightest voice.

He still died, but he suffered severe pain.

Wu Zihao grabbed his head, kept trembling, shaking.

Just then, Ye Chen got up, smiled coldly, stepped on the crotch of Wu Zihao.

"..." Wu Zihao sent a frightening scream.

His two eyes are big, and they are almost.

"My egg ... don't, don't, forgive ..." Wu Zihao is a strong sour, the kind of sour, called his soul to start earthquake, tremble, he hurriedly shouted.

Ye Chen still didn't worry, Wu Zihao still didn't feel pain, but the feeling of the kind of egg was stepped on, and Wu Zihao felt fear.

"The grandfather, spare me, don't, don't ..." Wu Zihao saw Ye Chen stopped and hurried again.

Ye Chen scanned eyes looked at Wu Zihao and smiled coldly.

Wu Zihao saw that the pupil suddenly turned.

At this moment, the foot of Ye Chen began to force, a little aggravated, a little bit of step.

"Ah ... ..." Wu Zihao's eyes are coming back, the whole person has become shrimp, keeping it.

I have a tragic sound from the mouth of Wu Zihao, such as a cry.

He really wants to give money, but he has no strength to seek for money.

Strong and stimulating pain, constantly attacking the nerves of Wu Zihao.

One stock, once, constantly double, double.

His eyes began to whisper, the normal face was completely distorted. .