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¡¾Curse Zhao Doushun to die a good death! ¡¿
¡¾Beast! go to hell! ¡¿
¡¾Don¡¯t go out again in this life, I will beat you to death! ¡¿
¡¾Scum! You have been targeted by the gang! Just wait to die. ¡¿
Such banners abound. You don¡¯t need to think about it to know that this is the home where the devil lives.
Jiang Siming was a little disdainful when he saw these cursed banners.
If you really wanted to kill him, you should have broken in the door long ago.
With so many people, a few Korean policemen were left holding the entrance of the community, while others swarmed up, broke down the door, and beat Zhao Doushun to death.
Even if the police wanted to arrest him, it would be difficult to convict him. After all, he had no idea who the murderer was and so many people were trying to kill him. Even one stabbing with a knife could turn him into a hornet's nest.
¡°Zhao Doushun is still alive and well and sleeping at home. It¡¯s obvious that these Korean bastards have no guts or guts.
¡°For example, there was a human trafficker case in China. The criminal committed many crimes and stole many children. The police arrested him, but it was still difficult for everyone to express their hatred.
At that time, everyone rushed up and beat the criminal to death. Later, the case was dropped.
¡°This kind of case that arouses public outrage deserves to be beaten to death by the masses.
¡° In contrast, we Chinese men are still quite manly, while Korean women are really unreliable.
Are you still being targeted by gangs? This kind of gangsters are all good at bullying good people, but they are completely useless when dealing with people who are worse than them.
????????????????? Otherwise, no matter what you say, it won¡¯t be Jiang Siming¡¯s turn, a Chinese, to come forward.
¡°And this is not the first time Jiang Siming has helped with this kind of thing.
It was he who uncovered the No. N room incident in South Korea that shocked the world. He also helped all Korean women kill 170,000 demons hidden in South Korea.
"It's a pity that South Korea seems to be rich in livestock. After killing so many, there are still a lot of them.
This time I have to trouble Jiang Siming to take action again.
Waiting for them to solve it themselves is simply impossible.
Jiang Siming didn¡¯t want to see his wife continue to be sad, so he had no choice but to solve it himself.
Jiang Siming had already thought of a plan before coming.
¡°It¡¯s just killing a scumbag. To be honest, it¡¯s easy for Jiang Siming.
¡°It¡¯s just that this operation is different. He is planning to conduct a global live broadcast, so he needs to hide his identity well.
Before Jiang Siming came, he had thought about taking a disguise pill.
Jiang Siming only used this thing once. It was used in a copy of martial arts, disguised as Song Qingshu, and deceived Zhang Wuji to death.
But this time, Jiang Siming didn¡¯t want to pretend to be anyone, and he wouldn¡¯t show his face anyway.
On the banner below, there was a photo of Zhao Doushun. Jiang Siming compared it and immediately found the door number of Zhao Doushun's house.
While he was still mumbling about wanting to look good to Zhao Doushun outside, Jiang Siming was already at his house.
At this moment, Zhao Doushun was not affected by those people below who only knew how to talk, and he was lying on the sofa in the living room happily watching the news about him on TV.
Rather than being afraid, Zhao Doushun looked very proud.
"Do they all hate me so much? Haha, but what can that do to me? Tsk, tsk, it seems that my reputation is quite high, haha."
Zhao Doushun¡¯s short, ugly face was filled with the expression of a villain¡¯s triumph.
"Xiaoxian, are you ready? Once you're done, let's start the live broadcast. Remember not to film me in it."
A voice came from behind Zhao Doushun, and it was in Chinese that Zhao Doushun couldn't understand at all.
Zhao Doushun was startled immediately and rolled down from the sofa. When he turned around, he saw a stranger standing in his house.
"You arewho are you! This is my home, please leave quickly! There are police outside. Do you want to go to jail?"
Zhao Doushun scolded, but after finding that the other party didn't respond at all, he thought Jiang Siming was an ordinary person who sneaked in from below.
He immediately became furious and walked towards Jiang Siming step by step.
"You really fucking think of yourself as a hero, do you want to pick a fight with me? You were still breastfeeding when I was in jail."
With that said, Zhao Doushun slapped him in the face, showing his fierce look.
Sure enough, no matter how long the devil is in prison, he will still be a devil when he comes out, and he will be more dangerous than before.
Because demons who have suffered losses will hide themselves better.
Jiang Siming took a step back and let him slap her?? empty.
Zhao Doushun thought Jiang Siming was afraid of him, so he became more aggressive and chased Jiang Siming and raised his palm again.
"Master, the live broadcast has been completed and can start. It is now live broadcast globally, and no one will find us."
After Jiang Siming heard this, he did not retreat anymore, but showed a playful smile towards Zhao Doushun.
The live broadcast of killing demons has officially begun.
At this time, websites from all over the world automatically popped up a live broadcast link, which said [Kill Zhao Doushun live broadcast room, **enter]
Whether it is a computer or a mobile phone, everyone has received this link.
Billions of people saw this link, and some thought it was an advertisement, but hundreds of millions of people still clicked in.
Once you enter, it is really a live broadcast room.
And it¡¯s not a live broadcast room for selling goods and advertising or a female anchor to attract traffic.
In the live broadcast room, there was a short man, and many people recognized his identity immediately.
Isn¡¯t this Zhao Doushun!
What does this guy want to do? Dare to live broadcast? Do you still want to become an internet celebrity? How outrageous!
But everyone soon discovered that they thought too much.
Zhao Doushun is just a victim in this live broadcast.
He was tied to the wall with chains.
I remembered the sound of footsteps, and a person walked into the live broadcast room, but only a bit of his clothes were photographed.
This man walked up to Zhao Doushun, wearing gloves on his hands, holding a cup of hot oil that had just been brought out from the kitchen, and walked up to him.
¡°Then he held a pair of fire tongs in one hand, plunged them directly into Zhao Doushun¡¯s mouth, and pried his mouth open.
The poker was already red-hot, and it made a sizzling sound when it was inserted into his mouth.
Under the high temperature, Zhao Doushun instantly let out a shrill scream, and his mouth was already full of blood bubbles.
But then, Jiang Siming poured every drop of the scalding hot oil into Zhao Doushun's mouth.
The cry was even more miserable, and the people who heard it were frightened, but they also felt very happy.
If an ordinary person encountered this kind of experience, everyone would definitely scold the ¡®violator¡¯.
¡°But when everyone knew that the name of the person who was raped was Zhao Doushun, everyone felt happy for the first time! What a pleasure!
After drinking a cup of hot oil, Zhao Doushun's mouth was already bleeding. There were blood bubbles as big as thumbs around his mouth and in his mouth, which looked particularly scary.
"Help, help! Police! Police, help me! Help me!"
Zhao Doushun screamed desperately for help, but there seemed to be no sound from outside the house.
The abuser calmly allowed him to scream, then continued to turn around and go into the kitchen to get another glass of oil.
And this time it¡¯s not hot oil, but the same hot chili oil!
When he saw this person being treated with chili oil, Zhao Doushun was so courageous that he desperately begged for mercy
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