LIVESTREAM: The Jury of Death
chapter 43
In less than two hours, six people were eliminated.
Only Marcellus and the four people who followed him remained.
Jack glanced at the live broadcast room. The four people were still running in despair.
But can they escape the Fate setting?
In the face of fate, life is very fragile. In fact, everyone faces many dangers every day, but animals have a sense of danger, so they instinctively filter out many dangers.
What cannot be filtered is the plan of Destiny.
Jack only needed to slightly change his microscopic existence, and he could magnify the filtered danger, in such a way that it could take their lives.
This process is a plan of life.
"Then, let's continue!" The corner of Jack's mouth rose slightly, revealing a deep grin.
“Sister Marcellus, I wonder how are some of them? Why don't we call and ask?”
Marcellus scolded them. “Call my ass. We got rid of the police with great difficulty. When you turn on your phone, we'll be found soon!
“Sister Marcellus, the person we hit back then seems to be Dafasi,” said Mona Lynn.
"That's impossible. They drive off-road cars. That sedan,” Marcellus added coldly, “Even if it is Dafasi, his death is worth it. Don't tell me you want to go to jail?”
When the three of them heard this, they immediately shook their heads.
The next hour was very quiet. Nothing happened. The audience was getting a little bored. Their eyelids started to get heavy. Some people fall asleep at their computer desks.
After an unknown period of time, the quiet broadcast room suddenly became lively again!
“F *ck! It's amazing!”
“An interesting part is here!”
"Finally here!"
"I was just about to fall asleep, but now I'm awake!"
"That's right. My body trembled when I saw her, and I was so scared that I almost peed.”
“When I woke up and saw this scene, I almost died of fright!”
“I don't even regret having waited for an hour! It's very satisfying!”
“It's too bloody! So fun!"
Looking at the live broadcast room, Pokan's arm had been ground into meat paste on the wall. The flesh and blood of the Pokan are scattered on the right side of the SUV and the tunnel wall.
"ah! Uh! Uh! Stop car! Stop car!" Pokan's screams sounded like ghostly screams in the tunnel in the morning.
Marcellus fell asleep while driving. Sitting in the front passenger seat. He put one of his hands outside the car and fell asleep as well.
Finally the car tilted to the right and directly stuck to the wall.
Squeaking squeaking.
In an instant, the bones of the Pokan had already been smashed into pieces.
Marcellus was startled by the screams of Pokan. His entire body trembled, and the accelerator under his feet instantly hit the bottom.
Buzz!
Engine roars.
His speed instantly broke through 150!
In the end, Pokan's entire body was swept away by a fierce force, and he was pushed against the walls of the car and the tunnel.
Creaky creaking creaking.
At a speed of 160 kilometers per hour, it was like a high-strength meat grinder. His skin and flesh were instantly ground into minced meat, followed by his bones and flesh. Within a few seconds, they were destroyed, and his internal organs instantly turned into blood and dregs. Even the loudest of heads exploded violently. Brain matter flew into the passenger seat, and the thick smell of blood assaulted their faces.
"Ah ah ah, ah,! Stop car..."
In the back row, Mona Lynn and Post barely collapsed, as Pokan's flesh and bones also splattered all over their faces.
Squeakily.
A long braking sound rang out, and the tires left two black marks on the ground.
When the car stopped, Pokan was gone. Not even a corpse was left behind. They only saw meat stuck to cars and walls.
"F*ck!"
"F*ck!"
"F*ck!"
Looking at the long line of flesh and blood on the wall, Marcellus shattered and cursed three times in a row.
“Pokan die!”
"It's so much fun!"
“This is asking for death. Remember to never put your hands outside while you are driving a car in the future.
“I remember someone sticking his head out the window in the car in the past. In the end, he was squeezed by the car!”
“I want to know who the next person is. Guess how he's gonna die?”
"He will suffocate from constipation!"
"The person who commented above is really smart."
“F *ck! Today was so much fun. Today's death wasn't too bloody, but it was so exciting! That's too disgusting!”
“Are you a psychopath? Isn't the pencil stuck to your eyeball pretty disgusting?”
“This is indeed too disgusting. I will dream of this even while I sleep tonight!”
"Can you still sleep after seeing this?"
After Pokan dies, Marcellus, Post, and Mona Lynn are completely awake. Their nerves are tense.
It was five o'clock in the morning, and the sky began to shine brightly. The three of them braced themselves and continued their journey.
That week, Jack was on the day shift. At seven in the morning, after a simple shower, Jack rushed to the Empire State Building on foot.
However, that day was different than usual. There were many pedestrians carrying their phones on the street.
“Hey, my phone is no longer streaming. How's the live broadcast room now? Did someone die again?
“Not yet, but these three people look very dazed. They don't seem excited either. I don't think they'll last long!
“I stayed up all night just to watch this bastard. I'm so sleepy right now. Damn it, one of them has to wake us up!”
"That's right. It's been two hours. Send a bullet screen to urge the judge! It's time to kill one!”
“Do not disturb. This live broadcast was different from before. Once you are distracted, the sudden death of someone will be extremely frightening!
Jack walked all the way to the Empire State Building. He met at least a few hundred people who were watching the live broadcast on the way to work. When he reached the security room, he saw his partner Thompson watching the live broadcast with a focused expression.
“Hey hey, Jack, did you watch the death broadcast last night? That's too exciting. That's too much fun! The Death Investigator was too great. Too cool. Two people were killed by him at the New York City Police Station. Don't you think that's amazing? Too awesome!”
Jack smiled faintly and said, “Alright. You can come back. You can watch it when you get home.”
Thompson shook his head and said, “No, no, no. My phone has no traffic. What if they died on the way home? I can't miss such a beautiful scene of death! I have to see those people die before I go!”
"Then why don't you go back to the day shift?"
"alright. Then you can come back!'' Thompson waved his hand and stared at the phone screen again.
Looking at his infatuated gaze, Jack lit a cigarette and turned to leave without saying anything.
But before Jack left the lobby, Thompson suddenly shouted behind him.
"F*ck!"