Livestream: The Adjudicator Of Death Chapter 128 - Internal Strife

Chapter 128: Internal Strife

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Barzel, Paulette, and Barnett were all shocked, not understanding what Morse meant.

Morse opened his palm, and an eyeball lay b.l.o.o.d.y in his palm.

“The mission said that I only need to dig out an eyeball myself, but it doesn’t say that I have to dig out my own eyeball! Since you want me to carry out the mission, then I’ll dig out yours! The first little game is complete!”

After listening to Morse’s words, the few of them immediately looked at the mission description on the monitor. Then, they had a look of sudden understanding. At this moment, Rainier’s heart was filled with resentment.

Seeing this, the bullet screens of the audience in the live broadcast room once again covered the screen.

“F*ck! They are killing their own people!”

“Faster! It’s best if we kill all of them now!”

“Hahaha! Don’t worry. Isn’t it better to slowly torture them to death like this?”

“You’re right. The first game is so ruthless. Do you think they can still survive after dozens of games?”

At this time, Paulette found the medical kit prepared by the Death Inquisitor for them and simply bandaged Rainier. At this time, the screen on the monitor flashed.

The first mission was completed. The second five-minute countdown began. They waited for the lucky partic.i.p.ants to choose a small game.

Victor, who was outside the court, looked at the protesters at the entrance of the court. The procession had already quieted down. They were sitting on the street and looking at their phones. Even the police who were maintaining law and order were looking at their phones. There were even some police officers and protesters sitting together. They looked at the protesters’ phones and would laugh and chat a little.

Of course, they were watching the live broadcast of death. Perhaps this was the charm of the Death Inquisitor.

He had already informed the San Francisco Police of Ross’s reasoning. The search mission had nothing to do with him.

Just as Victor was lamenting over the scene in front of him, his cell phone rang.

Victor’s heart jolted. He thought of that possibility.

He took out his phone and looked at it. Just as he had guessed, the Death Inquisitor had sent him a message. The lucky partic.i.p.ant this time was him!

Victor thought for a moment and made a call with his phone.

“Did you receive it?”

The other end of the phone was silent for a moment, just like the last time they spoke.

“I received it. Did you receive it too?”

Victor did not answer. He just said one sentence. “I got it.”

Then he hung up the phone. He was right. The lucky partic.i.p.ants selected by the Death Inquisitor were the same as him—those who were related to the case or the Death Inquisitor.

Looking at the options on the phone message, this time the choice of the mini-game was much simpler, and the most difficult one was not that difficult. Without a second of hesitation, Victor made his choice and replied with a message.

At this moment, the monitor in the room of five people flashed again.

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The second game:

Mission 1: Paulette will personally break one person’s collarbone.

Mission 2: the other four people will have s.e.x at the same time for a duration of no less than five minutes.

Choose a mission within six minutes to complete, or all the members will be punished.

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The next two games that were given up were very simple.

“F*ck! F*ck them! These partic.i.p.ants are really animals!”

After seeing his mission, Barzel started cursing. He was not gay. On the contrary, he was very discriminating towards gays. That kind of behavior made him sick. He had once seen three other people play with adult men, and that scene made him sick. He would never forget that scene for the rest of his life.

Paulette was also very devastated. If he was asked to play with women, he could have done it ten times in one night. But if he was asked to do such a thing with men, that was a different matter. ‘F * ck! That is absolutely impossible!’ he thought.

The other three people were the same. They were asked to have s.e.x with the four of them at the same time.

How could five people have s.e.x at the same time?

Could it be that way?!

F*ck! Impossible!

“Paulette, I don’t care whose collarbone you want to break. The mission this time must be the one involving you!” Barzel ordered coldly.

Paulette said, “Since you are not willing, I have to break someone’s collarbone. Then choose one of the four of you, just like last time. Otherwise, you can have s.e.x. There won’t be anything missing anyway!”

Barnett asked coldly, “Why must it be the same as last time? You can break your own collarbone too, right?”

The two sides were immediately at odds.

Rainier laughed sinisterly.

“F*ck!”

“How long has it been? Do we still need to think about such a question? Mission two will not cause any physical harm. Don’t forget that we still have eight missions. No one knows what the next mission is. So we have to reduce the physical torture as much as possible. Only then can we get out alive!”

After saying that, he walked to Paulette’s side.

Morse was stunned for a moment. In the current situation, Barzel and Barnett were working together, while Rainer and Paulette were working together. It was a draw. For a moment, everyone’s eyes were on him.

However, it had to be said that Rainer’s words made sense.

However, Barzel was the best fighter among the five of them. With him around, even if there were only two people fighting against the three of them, it would be enough.

“Breaking a collarbone is actually not a big problem!”Morse said as he picked up the fruit knife on the table and walked to Barzel’s side.

Barzel patted Morse’s shoulder with great appreciation.

Three against two.

Paulette gritted his teeth.

Then, he picked up the sledgehammer from the props prepared by the Death Judge.

Crack!

The sledgehammer broke the left collarbone.

However, the pain of breaking the collarbone still made Paulette break out in cold sweat. His entire shirt was soaked.

At this moment, the monitor flashed again. The second game was completed, and the third five-minute countdown began.

In the office of Zero Major Crimes Unit of the New York Police Department…

Willie looked at the message on his phone. Without even looking up at the crowd, he immediately made a decision. Just now, he was regretting why he wasn’t chosen. Now, of course, he wouldn’t miss this opportunity.

The five of them looked at the countdown on the display.

It had just begun, but it had already ended. The display showed the third game.

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The third game:

Mission 1: Morse will use a sledgehammer to break his left foot bone. The bone has to be broken into more than eight pieces.

Mission 2: Barzel will walk behind another door and pick up the mirror that had fallen from the flower bed outside.

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At the bottom of the monitor were still two very simple mini-games that had been abandoned.

“F*ck! Why is it so fast this time! Who exactly is it? If I get out of here alive, I’ll definitely kill you!”

Willie saw this scene in the live broadcast room and snorted disdainfully. ‘Just you?’ he thought coldly.