LIVESTREAM: The Jury of Death
chapter 28

Completing five tasks took eight minutes.

This is beyond Jack's expectations. To survive, these people are crazy.

He had to admit that he underestimated their deviation rate. He did not believe that at their age, they had already lost it.

But it doesn't matter. No one could escape the punishment of the Death Inquisitor.

Time goes on and the mission goes on.

It's time for the sixth task.

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Unplug nails: Use pliers to pull out one of Chapman's nails.

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Chapman's face was immediately tense. On the other hand, Chris's face was gloomy. When he spoke, his face gasped.

"Are you going to do it yourself, or do you want us to help you?"

Chapman did not speak. His eyes were cold. He exuded a murderous aura.

Grant did not speak or move. He stood to the side with a dull expression.

“I didn't see you so shy when you carved words on my body and hit me in the face with steel wire rods. Goody. My face is broken anyway. I don't want to live anymore. If you don't want to do this mission, then don't. Here's what you have to do. Not bad to die here,” Chris spoke in a mocking tone.

“Fuck with your mother. You can shut up now! I'll do it myself!” chapman said as he walked over and picked up the pliers. He chose the little finger of his right hand. After all, his little fingernails were smaller, and his right hand was already paralyzed.

However, when he clamped his nails, the cold made his entire body tremble.

He hesitated.

He did not want to experience the pain of his palms being skinned anymore.

Ten fingers are very sensitive.

The pain was probably even worse than the one he had just experienced!

Cold sweat instantly flowed down his back.

Grant saw that Chapman was not moving, but time continued to run second by second. He's a little worried.

"Chapman, why don't I help you?" grant said.

Chapman looked at him with a look of confidence and then handed tang to him.

"Come on!" Chapman extended his right hand.

Grant bit the front end of his nails with a mouth of pliers, grabbed Chapman's arms from left and right, and held the pliers with his right hand. A heavy force was emitted from his arm.

"Aah!"

Chapman immediately shouted like a pig in a slaughterhouse, and tears continued to pour down his face.

Grant completely ignored him and continued to exert strength. The area under the fingernails was already covered in blood, and faintly heard the hissing sounds of flesh and blood breaking and peeling. Hearing it makes the skin goosebumps.

“Sialang. It's pretty cruel. It's like drinking a bottle of vodka!”

“These two people seem to have a special relationship since they finished their tongue kiss. They are very considerate and care for each other!”

“So, these two people have found their true love!”

“Indeed, there is psychological research showing that when their lives are in danger, two people will most likely fall in love!”

Chapman howled, and his bloody nails slowly escaped from his flesh. Thick blood dripped from his nails.

“F *ck! Fuck those! Fuck those! I'm not letting you go! I'll make you pay for this!” shouted Chapman.

His entire face was distorted due to the pain, and he trembled while crying.

Then, the three of them stared at the big screen nervously. There are only two left. They nodded their heads and pressed the push button. No one wants their name to come up.

The seventh task appears.

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Pressing the push button: Press the thirty push button on Grant's face to form the word 'bastard.'

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Clangs!

Grant's heart shook, and the clamp in his hand slid to the ground.

"Let's go Chapman, I can hold him. We've been through the most difficult times, haven't we?" Grant's gaze became a little strange and excited.

“F *ck! Both really have a spark of love!”

“Did you say sweet words? I'm gonna be so sick of you two! You two are perverts! Go to hell!"

Hundreds of thousands of netizens were disgusted. Even Chris, who was at the side, had a look of disdain on his face.

"Both have become gay?" Chris shook his head and felt like vomiting.

In fact, compared to pulling out spikes and slapping people, pressing a pin on Grant's face would be a child's game. However, pressing them one by one would still be extremely painful.

"ah! Uh!" Grant grimaced in pain. Face twitches. Thirty tacks form one word — bastard.

"There's only one left!" Chapman sighed and stared at the big screen.

That was the eighth task.

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Hair nods: Light up Chris's hair and burn it naturally. Do not burn after cutting.

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Women love two things: their face and their hair.

Chris is the type of person whose hair is more important than his own life.

If anyone touched her hair, she would risk her life just to save him!

“None of you should come. You've ruined my face. I forbid you to break my hair!” Chris grabbed a fruit knife and waved it at Grant and Chapman.

Chapman snorted and said, “Chris, as long as we can get out of here alive, your face will not be a problem at all. It will heal, not to mention her hair. It can grow longer after burning. But what if we die? Can we come back to life?”

"But ..." Chis's heart had long since collapsed. As Chapman said that, he became even more confused.

Chapman walked forward and said, “If you do as I say, you won't get hurt. Your hair will just burn. If you don't cooperate, you might even burn your face. So, for everyone's sake, you know what to do, right?”

"Wow." Chris put down his knife and cried again.

Chapman immediately walked towards him. Grant also came in with a lighter. Chapman then let Chris lie down on the table and let his long hair down.

"Light it!"

Cocktail!

Fire gushed out, and his long hair instantly ignited.

In an instant, it turned into a huge fireball and instantly swallowed Chris' head.

"Aah!" Chris yells. It felt like wax dripped on his scalp. It felt like his entire head was baked and cooked.

In the blink of an eye, her beautiful long hair was burned away by the flames, turning into a black bald head.

"Clap! Clap it! Clap it!"

Applause rang out, and Jack's cold seductive voice sounded.

“Your inquiry is well done. Congratulations on passing the exam. Third key number has been displayed!”

The three of them looked at the big screen.

They watched the number "6" appear on the screen.

It was 6 again, so they immediately filled it.

"What about the fourth number?" Chapman hurriedly asked.

Jack laughed this time, then coldly said, The last step is very simple. I've typed the correct answer into the live broadcast room. Right now, everyone watching the live broadcast knows the answer.”

As Jack spoke, a line of words appeared in the live broadcast room: The Fourth Key Number is 6.

“Fourth number is also 6. There are many numbers six. is the judge a demon?”

"then? What does the judge want to do?”

“Yes, what does the judge want to do? Were we arrested and put to death? What did you say to us?”

Even the audience is confused.

Jack continued, “The television screen will soon be connected with the live broadcast. You can appeal to everyone watching the live broadcast to tell you the correct answer. You have five minutes left. Let's start now!”