Death Judge Of Fighting Fish

Chapter 552 Fighting

The blood flowed and spread from under his body.

The smell of blood in this place is even stronger!

Thunder Tiger is cold all over, he is the only one left!

But there are four on the opposite side!

Four to one, he seemed to have foreseen his death.

Number 8 stepped forward, clenching his fists with both hands.

The roulette turns.

“Cut off my five fingers.”

Doraemon!

A brand new pair of scissors landed on the ground beside Number 8.

His mouth opened slightly, revealing a look of horror.

“No…” But the words in his mouth haven’t come out yet.

Those around turned around, aimed at his muzzle, and blocked his words again.

To die, or to choose to execute, there is no third way to go.

When the sharp edge of the scissors touches the skin.

Number 8 trembled and shook his hands, wailed, and cut the scissors!

Ten fingers connected to the heart, and the piercing pain made No.8’s entire face white as paper.

A piece of finger fell to the ground.

The blood was dripping and dripping.

“Ah!” The pain made him yell desperately until he screamed hoarse.

With a puff, a mouthful of blood came out from his mouth.

The vocal cords are damaged!

“There are four more fingers.” Ye Chen’s reminder sounded.

In front of the computer, there were a few viewers watching the live broadcast with tears in their eyes.

“Good girl, have you seen it in the sky? God has eyes! This big wicked person has finally been punished! Uuuuuu!”

“Evil is rewarded, not unreported, but the time has not yet come! Now, the time has finally arrived!”

“Hahaha, the sky has eyes!”

Click!

The second finger was cut, and No. 8 trembled and shook all over.

No, he couldn’t hold on anymore, it was too painful.

He can’t wait for the next round to receive treatment.

It’s better to die than to be so painful!

The scissors fell to the ground, and he looked at the barrels with resolute eyes.

Then he ran towards the warehouse gate.

But there was no fire!

Instead, a wooden frame appeared and bound him.

No. 4 ran away because he was afraid of death, so Ye Chen let him die.

But on the eighth, it was for death, so Ye Chen couldn’t let him get what he wanted.

Only in this way can the greatest despair and fear be aroused.

“If you dare to escape, the punishment should be doubled!” Ye Chen said.

At the same time, a colorful light appeared on Thunder Tiger’s body.

“Go, cut off his ten fingers!”

Thunder Tiger’s face showed unwillingness.

He didn’t want to listen to the death judge, but he knew that if he didn’t listen, there would only be a dead end.

Although his situation looks very bad now.

But it’s not without a silver lining.

He didn’t want to give up hope.

Picking up the scissors on the ground, Thunder Tiger came to the eighth with a gloomy face.

Under the expression of horror and pleading, he clamped his finger between the scissors and cut it out!

The blade of the scissors entered the skin, and blood appeared instantly.

The muscles on No. 8’s face twitched, and his head instinctively lifted up.

Then, the blade of the scissors met the finger bones.

Thunder Tiger frowned slightly, and the hand holding the scissors began to strengthen.

Click…

The sound of broken bones sounded.

The eighth started to gasp, and his eyes were about to pop out of his sockets.

Although this is not the first time I have suffered this kind of pain, it is still unbearable.

Finally, after Thunder Tiger did not decisively cut it off, a finger fell on the ground.

The silent pain of No. 8 made the audience’s hair horrified.

That face seemed to be twisted together, and then wrinkled and bleeds itself!

After having an experience, Thunder Tiger finally became more proficient.

When cutting the fingers, I used more strength and didn’t get stuck in the middle of the bones.

Click, click, like a cut of ham.

The ten fingers of the eighth finally left his hands.

On the bare palms, there were only ten scary red spots.

A large amount of blood came out of it, dripping a large pool under the wooden frame!

“Next, number nine, Zhang Biao!” Ye Chen’s voice sounded again.

Zhang Biao fixed his eyes on Thunder Tiger and walked to the turntable.

Turning to look at him, not looking at the roulette at all, stretched out his hand to spin.

Wow…

“Designate a person to cut his nose!”

Thunder Tiger’s face changed.

“I want him to cut his nose!” Zhang Biao’s hand pointed at him as expected.

Colorful rays of light appeared on Zhang Biao.

He was also the one who executed the execution this time.

Seeing that it wasn’t his number seven, the heart finally returned to his stomach.

Then I became nervous again, praying in my heart: “It’s best that Leihuo and Zhang Biao can die together! That way, you will lose two competitors at once!”

“Zhang Biao, you can try it out, Laozi will take you to the funeral!” Thunder Tiger bowed slightly.

He glanced at the knife in Zhang Biao’s hand that was given by the death judge, and felt quite settled.

As long as it wasn’t that kind of machete, he still had a chance to resist.

“Dammit!” Zhang Biao showed hesitation on his face.

On the 6th, the scene of Li Guoyun’s death together is still vividly remembered.

He was also a little worried when he heard Thunder Tiger’s words.

If Thunder Tiger’s skill is not weak, it will be troublesome.

But thinking of the hatred between the two, coupled with the persecution of the barrels around them.

Zhang Biao finally suppressed the worry in his heart and rushed forward.

Thunder Tiger gritted his teeth, intending to reach out and grab the opponent’s knife, and then start a hand-to-hand fight.

No. 7’s face is excited, that’s it! It’s better to die together!

In this way, he has only one opponent left.

The knife was grabbed by Thunder Tiger, and the horrible touch of the sharp knife cut through the skin of the palm of his hand made him tremble all over.

Then, bursts of pain came from the wound.

A lot of blood dripped down.

“Damn it, let me go!” Zhang Biao yanked out his knife.

Thunder Tiger screamed.

The right hand holding the knife was cut with a deeper wound, which instinctively loosened it.

Then he kept shaking and shaking.

“Hehe! Hehe!” Leihuo suddenly found that his hand could no longer move.

“Handsuji is broken!” A thought suddenly appeared in his mind. ..