Livestream: The Adjudicator of Death Chapter 47

Translator: Simple MTL  Editor: Simple MTL

In less than two hours, six people were eliminated.

Only Marcellus and the four people following him were left.

Jack glanced at the live broadcast room. The four people were still running desperately.

But could they escape Fate's arrangements?

In the face of Fate, life was very fragile. In fact, everyone faced many dangers every day, but animals had a sense of danger, so they instinctively filtered out many dangers.

What could not be filtered out was Fate's plans.

Jack only needed to slightly change the microscopic existence, and he could magnify the danger that was filtered out, so much so that it could take their lives.

This process was life's design.

“Then, let us continue!” The corners of Jack's mouth rose slightly, revealing a deep sneer.

“Big Brother Marcellus, I wonder how the few of them are doing? Why don't we call and ask?”

Marcellus scolded them. “Call my ass. We managed to shake off the police with great difficulty. The moment you turn on your phone, we will be immediately located!”

“Big Brother Marcellus, the person we hit at that time seemed to be Dafasi,” Mona Lynn said.

“That's impossible. They were driving an off-road car. It was a sedan,” Marcellus added coldly, “Even if it was Dafasi, his death was 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 calm. Nothing happened. The viewers were starting to feel a little bored. Their eyelids began to become heavy. Some people fell asleep on their computer tables.

After an unknown period of time, the calm broadcast room suddenly came alive again!

“F*ck! This is awesome!”

“The exciting part is here!”

“It's finally here!”

“I was about to fall asleep just now, but now I'm awake!”

“That's right. My body trembled when I saw it, and I was so scared that I almost peed.”

“When I woke up and saw this scene, I was almost scared to death!”

“I'm not even sorry that I waited for an hour! This is so satisfying!”

“This is too bloody! It's so exciting!”

Looking at the live broadcast room, Pokan's arm had been ground into meat paste by the wall. Pokan's flesh and blood were all over the right side of the SUV and the wall of the tunnel.

“Ah! Ah! Ah! Stop the car! Stop the car!” Pokan's screams sounded like the screams of a ghost in the tunnel in the early morning.

It turned out that Marcellus had dozed off while driving. Pokan was sitting in the front passenger seat. He put one of his arms outside the car and dozed off as well.

In the end, the car tilted to the right and directly stuck to the wall.

Squeak squeak.

In an instant, Pokan's bones had been ground into pieces.

Marcellus was startled awake by Pokaner's screams. His whole body shook, and the accelerator under his feet instantly hit the bottom.

Buzz!

The engine roared.

His speed instantly broke through 150!

In the end, Pokan's entire body was swept away by a powerful force, and he was pressed against the walls of the car and the tunnel.

Creak creak creak.

At 160 kilometers per hour, it was like a high-power meat grinder. His skin and flesh were instantly ground into minced meat, followed by his bones and flesh. In a few seconds, they were shattered, and his internal organs were instantly turned into blood and dregs. Even the hardest head exploded with a bang. Brain matter flew into the passenger seat, and a thick bloody smell assaulted their faces.

“Ah ah ah,!Stop the car…”

“F*ck! F*ck!”

In the back row, Mona Lynn and Post were almost on the verge of collapse, because Pokan's flesh and bones were also splattering all over their faces.

Squeak.

A long braking sound rang out, and the tires left two black marks on the ground.

By the time the car stopped, Pokan was no longer there. There was not even a corpse left behind. They saw only the flesh that was stuck to the car and the wall.

“F*ck!”

“F*ck!”

“F*ck!”

Looking at the long line of flesh and blood on the wall, Marcellus broke down and cursed three times in a row.

“Pokan is out!”

“This is so f*cking exciting!”

“This is asking for death. Remember to never put your hands outside when you ride in the car in the future.”

“I remember someone sticking his head out of the window in a car in the past. In the end, he was squeezed out by the car!”

“I wonder who the next person will be. Guess how he will die?”

“He will suffocate himself to death from constipation!”

“The person commenting above is really smart.”

“F*ck! Today was so exciting. Today's death wasn't very bloody, but this is really exciting! It's too disgusting!”

“Are you a psychopath? Isn't the pencil sticking in your eyeball disgusting enough?”

“This is indeed too disgusting. I'll dream about this even when I sleep tonight!”

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“Can you still sleep after seeing this?”

After Pokan was eliminated, Marcellus, Post, and Mona Lynn were completely awake. Their nerves were all tensed up.

It was already five in the morning, and the sky started to shine brightly. The three of them braced themselves and continued on their journey.

That week, Jack was on the day shift. At seven in the morning, after a simple wash-up, Jack rushed to the Empire State Building on foot.

However, that day was different from usual. There were many pedestrians carrying their cell phones on the road.

“Hey, my cell phone's not streaming anymore. How's the live broadcast room now? Did someone die again?”

“Not yet, but these three people look very absent-minded. They don't seem to be in good spirits either. I reckon they won't be able to hold on for long!”

“I stayed up all night just to watch these scumbags. I'm so sleepy now. Damn it, one of them should wake us up!”

“That's right. It's already been two hours. Send a bullet screen to urge the judge! It's time to kill one!”

“Don't get distracted. This live broadcast is different from before. Once you get distracted, the sudden death of one will be very scary!”

Jack walked all the way to the Empire State Building. He met at least a few hundred people watching the live broadcast on their way to work. When he reached the security room, he saw his colleague Thompson watching the live broadcast with a focused expression.

“Hey hey hey, Jack, did you watch the death broadcast last night? It was too exciting. It was simply too enjoyable! That Death Inquisitor was too awesome. Too cool. Two people were killed by him at the New York City Police Station. Don't you think it's awesome? Too awesome!”

Jack smiled faintly and said, “All right. You can go back. You can watch it when you go home.”

Thompson shook his head and said, “No, no, no. My phone doesn't have any traffic. What if those people die on the way home? I can't miss such a wonderful scene of death! I have to watch those people die before I leave!”

“Then why don't you go back to the day shift?”

“All right. Then you can go back!” Thompson waved his hand and stared at the phone screen again.

Seeing his infatuated look, Jack lit a cigarette and turned to leave without saying anything.

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But before Jack left the lobby, Thompson suddenly shouted behind him.

“F*ck!”

Chapter end