Death Inquisitor

Sichuan Tian Lo is evil to finish his words: "However, since you have already told me there's a lot of people under your hand, how can I get to be relieved? If you say that you will bring people to give me Kill, so, collect this kind of ingredients, or let me solve it, as for you, I still want to turn you more reliable in art. "

Zhang Di is pleasing to explain: "No, it is really no, as long as you let me go this time, I will help you collect ingredients, you will not hurt you this kind of thing!"

Sichuan Yiling took a slender knife from Wang Bin who was already dead: "The more you say, the more I don't believe you, I remember that there is a good word in your country, called the sword!"

Zhang Di felt that he had to be swallowed by despair. He didn't expect that he said so much. When he had to have hope, Sichuan Tianrang actually had to kill him, or to put all his hopes all this. Give it off.

In this case, let Zhang Di are going crazy. He looked at the knife with his neck, hysterically shouting: "Don't! I beg you! I really didn't lie to you, I said It's true, if you only have to let me, I will give you an ingredients. Every week, no ... is a daily ... "

In order to let him live, Zhang Di is so crazy, there is no way to take into account, only the same thing is thinking by the brain, that is to persuade Sichuan Yiling to let himself live ...

"what!"

However, he did not say that he can tempting the conditions of Chuantian, and the slender knife of Sichuan, a long knife, has passed through his chest.

The blood flowing out of the mouth of the mouth, he didn't know what the organs of Sichuan Yiro gave him in the end of his organs, it hurts, but the heart is like a heart, but the wound is not much fresh blood, but it is in his mouth. Like a opened water, there is a bloody, there is a blood from it ...

Sichuan Yiling explained: "You can rest assured that this knife will not affect your body in a short time, the knife is next to your heart, when your heart is jumped, you will encounter This knife, he will gradually reduce the heart of the heart ... This kind, when you die, the blood in the meat will not be so easy. "

"You ... you have a big metamorphosis ... Your dog day ..." Zhang Di's voice is not very clear, his blood flowing out is too much.

Sichuan Yiling did not speak Zhang Di's insult to his own. In his opinion, he was the best praise. He gently coughed, looked at Zhang Di, and he said: "Do you know, every time I see it. Your ingredients, in my hand, a little bit of art, the sense of exciting accomplishment is that anything in this world is more than, your insult to me, I will be the most Good praise. "

Zhang Di didn't know what to say. His eyes were already desperate. He now in addition to the pain of your body, it is also very uncomfortable in your heart. He doesn't know how long you have to bear this. Torture, the pain now has the pain brought by every heart beating, it has been very unbearable. If you go on, he feels that you can not control the madness of the control.

Just, he is also very clear, even if you go crazy, you can't change it.

Sichuan Yiro will not pull back the knife in Plue Ru to Zhang Di. He once again took a long-term knife from Wang Bin's body, and explained to Zhang Di very carefully explained: "You can rest assured, This knife will not bring too much pain to you, it only has a purpose, that is, let you ... close your mouth! "

The moment is finished, this knife is already in the landscape of Zhang Di's mouth, directly cutting his face, along with his SHE head, has not missing a cut.

"Hey ...!"

Dramatic pain, let Zhang Di's heads up, the muscles of the body are tight, and the green bulls on the forehead shift.

Sichuan Yiro seems to have reacted at this time, saying: "It's really embarrassed, forgot, if you are cutting the Shead, it will be very painful, I am sorry." Said sorry, but his tone I can't hear some sorry.

It is the smile of his mouth. It is showing this that he deliberately, so that he is slightly relaxed in his heart, so that he suddenly has a smashing, and his heart is blowing. .

Make Zhang Di's fear of each knife in Chuantian Chiro.

Chuan Tian Lang looked at Zhang Di's eyes and fear, very satisfactory, he needs such a look, only such eyes, can create the best art.

After Zhang Di, there is no way to make a sound. Sichuan Yiro has no longer explains his knife. He is just taking the knife from the dead, then in Zhang Di's body. It's a penetration, or it picks up or cut, there is no longer time, Zhang Di is completely dead.

Before his death, his eyes have become a fascinating, obviously because of too much pain, let his spirit have completely collapsed, just at this time, what kind of state he does not What affected by his meat, otherwise, Chuan Tianyi Lang will not tolerate this happening.

Until the last knife also took out from Zhang Di's body, the nervous look of Chuan Tian Liro was relaxed, and three ingredients were handled one time. It is not a simple thing for him.

It is not because this three ingredients are too perfect, so he will wish to spend so much energy to handle this time, otherwise, he will never do this.

After hard work, he retired two steps, shouted outside the cabin: "You can come in."

And Ye Chen's ear sounded, the sound completed by the trial:

"Hey, trial completed, Zhang Di, fear 687, desperate value 733."

"Wu Y, fear 732, despair value 697."

"Wang Bin, fear 712, desperate value 697."

"Comprehensive evaluation ..."

"Hey, death sentence Ye Chen received S-class evaluation, reward 8,000 points, cash 2000000, get permanent skill: space multi-decomposition!".