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Livestream: The Adjudicator of Death

Jack transmigrated to a parallel world and locked on to a Judge System that provided rewards for punishing evil. Hence, an Adjudicator of Death who stood above the law was hence born. A livestream channel named Deathstream Channel hence appeared in various major livestream platforms, with a judge’s pen and a Death Notice sent to every criminal. *** [Name: Mogul] [Gender:Male:] [Age:45] [Job: CEO of Mogul Group] [Crime: Brutal killing of children] [Punishment:Decapitation] [Name:Natalie ] [Gender:Female ] [Age:33 ] [Job:Vagrant] [Crime:Abduction of women, forcing them into the prostitution of death] [Punishment:removal of limbs and reproductive organs, bleeding to death] [Name: Watton] [Gender:Male] [Age:47] [Job:Mob boss] [Crime:Gang fights, slaughtering civilians ] [Punishment: Death by a thousand cuts and skinning] All who received Death Notices were sent to the Deathstream Channel without exception, for death awaits while everyone in the world would watch as they were punished! No matter where you are or how noble a position you possess, a baptism of blood and fire awaits you once you receive the Death Notices. It is the prelude of death. Sinners—come receive your time of death!

Twenty-Eight Peanuts · Urbain
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I’ll Fight You to the Death

Éditeur: Simple MTL

At the NYPD...

Seeing the two of them come to an agreement, it was beyond everyone's expectations.

"I didn't expect Peter to agree so readily."

"Yeah, I thought they would give in to each other and take turns to be bait. I didn't expect Peter to stop fooling around so quickly."

"It's not fooling, but Peter has a sense of the big picture. He wants to leave this place alive. This is also the best way for them to preserve their strength. Maybe they can really leave this place alive."

In the darkness, Jack looked at the two people who had come to an agreement, and a sarcastic smile curled up on his lips.

"You thought of it so quickly. Not bad, not bad. It's a pity that it's still not enough."

The two people were ready. Peter looked at the sharp iron hook for the whole day, and his face was full of regret.