Livestream: The Adjudicator of Death Chapter 255 – Drawing the National Flag

Aubrey and the others chose the American flag without any hesitation.

They hated the Death Judge. Why couldn't the design be simpler? Had their brains been kicked by a donkey?

They had to draw 50 stars compared to 100 stars. It was a hard task, but they had no choice.

Jack glanced at the screen coldly. The American flag appeared on the screen, and the meaning of the stars was marked on it.

Fifty stars represented fifty small states, and the thirteen stripes on it represented the original thirteen colonies.

Seeing this, the netizens in the country applauded and cheered.

“Good job, Death Judge. This game has a deep meaning.”

“It makes my blood boil. It makes me want to draw a picture. Of course, it's on paper. Hehe.”

“Tsk, I was just about to say that I admire this brother. You're actually so cowardly. It's really embarrassing.”

“Seeing that the Death Judge is working so hard, I just want to say that those who joined the King's Game group before should quickly draw a national flag on their backs.”

In the live broadcast room, the four people listened to the countdown and became very anxious.

Except for Aubrey, the other three people all picked up small knives.

They lifted up their shirts, revealing their slightly bloated bellies.

The two palm-sized national flags could only be tattooed on their backs or bellies. Forget about the backs, they were all covered with muscles. They were very sensitive, and the pain they had to endure was magnified several times.

The only place left was the stomach.

However, they found that there were many sutured wounds on their bodies, and these were about three centimeters in length. Some places were still oozing blood. It turned out that the pain came from these places.

“What is this?”

“Hehe. I was going to give you a metal ring, but I couldn't bring it in from the security check. I could only replace it with a mini bomb under the skin. Don't try to dig it out. It will detonate.”

Jack's smile was so cold in their eyes, and they couldn't help but shiver.

“F*ck!”

Kachino's face was full of despair because he had a few simple glances, and there were four places on his stomach and a tearing sensation on his back. If he counted carefully, there were about a dozen places like this.

If all of them were detonated, even if the power was small, it was not something that an ordinary person could withstand. It was like throwing a firecracker into the calm surface of a broken lake, and the feeling of the lake surface exploding made one's scalp go numb just thinking about it.

Kachino glanced at Aubrey coldly. “F*CK! It's all your fault. If you didn't have to provoke the Death Inquisitor, would we have come to this point? If you want to be executed, you should be executed yourself, you arrogant fool!”

“Now that you've used that trick on us, are you satisfied now?”

“F*ck!”

The three of them roared and vented their anger on Aubrey.

Aubrey snorted, “What are you shouting for? Don't act like little women. It's just drawing a flag. Besides, that idea was your idea. Hurry up and draw it!”

Hearing Aubrey's words, their faces turned green with anger.

Time passed by, minute by minute. Aubrey looked at the flag on the television and made a decision. He would draw it then.

A fierce look flashed across his eyes. He then picked up the sharp scalpel and gently cut his stomach. Just like cutting paper, the flesh in the middle turned outward. Fresh blood came out from the inside and dyed his entire stomach red.

F*ck!

Following that, an intense pain invaded his entire body. Aubrey's body trembled and bean-sized beads of sweat were starting to form on his forehead.

The pain of being torn apart was indescribable. It was as if tens of thousands of ants were biting on his body. The others were also sweating profusely. They held on to their trembling bodies and continued with the second slash.

One slash, two slashes, three slashes…

“F*ck! F*ck!”

The three of them used their blades to slash their skin. Although it was not a fatal wound, compared to this method of torture, it was dozens of times more cruel.

Every time they cut, the pain became more and more intense. In the end, their entire belly had turned into a pile of rotten meat. Through the gaps of their belly, one could see the squirming intestines inside.

And their speed was fast and slow.

Aubrey not only hated others, but he was even more ruthless to himself. He first finished drawing the pentagram and was adding stripes on the outside. Although the process was torturous, the sooner he finished drawing, the sooner he would be free.

However, Kachino and the other two obviously did not have the courage to do so. They held their knives with both hands and hesitated, but they did not dare to continue cutting because they could not bear the pain of having their skin cut.

As the seconds and minutes passed, they glanced at the screen and realized that more than half of the time had passed. They could not help but speed up. However, as each knife landed on their skin, their bodies trembled. The entire process seemed to be extremely painful.

At this moment, the netizens watching the live broadcast could not help but exclaim in joy when they saw the pained expressions of the four men.

“This is awesome. The more suffering they will have to endure, the happier I am. Death Judge, please torture them mercilessly.”

“Scum like them don't deserve to stand on this land because their bodies hide dirty souls.”

“Death Judge, this is so cool.”

“Justice will not be late, and evil will be judged. Death Judge, I support you. Kill them.”

The netizens in the live broadcast room were excitedly commenting their requests. The bullet comments were all about killing the men, upholding justice, and exterminating evil.

Compared to the netizens in the country, the people of Circassia were all shocked. They stood in their original spots, either on the street, in their offices, or on the bus. They had never seen such a bloody live broadcast wherein the people would have to cut their own stomachs in order to draw a picture. This was a little subversive to their world.

Some were happy, while others were sad.

The UFX Bureau of Investigation was a dark cloud. Paul had broken down countless times. Since he became the director of the Bureau of Investigation, he remembered how many years it had been since he felt so angry. He had forgotten about it as time went by.

After calming himself down a little, he repeatedly told himself to be calm and at ease.

However, the news that came from all sides still made him furious. He wished that he could just slap these useless trash to death.

“We still Haven't found the Death Inquisitor. Why didn't I notice before that you, Pullman, are a complete trash?” Paul roared loudly.

Now that the Death Inquisitor was broadcasting live, even the president was alarmed. The entire country was in turmoil. Because of this matter, the people's trust in the police had already dropped to the freezing point.

If it was not redeemed in time, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Bolton's expression was extremely gloomy as he said, “The Death Inquisitor is too cunning. We found traces of the Death Inquisitor at many intersections, but we followed the direction for dozens of miles and did not find any traces of him. We might have been deceived by him.”

Pa!

Paul fiercely slammed the table and said, “Then what are you all doing? Hurry up and investigate. There are still ten minutes left. We have to restore the television network. We can't let the Death Inquisitor continue to be so arrogant.”

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone started typing on their keyboards.

Paul returned to the chief's office with a heavy heart and picked up the phone of the police chief. “Hello, what's the situation now? There are tens of thousands of police deployed, but they can't find him! How far can he go in an hour?”

From his words, it could be heard that Paul's anger had reached its peak.

Chapter end