The young fat man was very convinced that he had not seen any invitation letter on the table before, but now he suddenly had an invitation letter, which made him incomprehensible.

His right hand raised, and five blood-red words on the black invitation letter instantly appeared in the sight of the young fat man.

Death notice!

"Nani!" The young fat man was shocked and involuntarily took several steps back.

"Kun Ogawa?" The ambassador of the island country was frightened when he saw the young fat man, and couldn't help but be stunned and shouted in confusion.

"Curry...Curry...Death notice?" The young fat man raised his hand and pointed at the black invitation letter on the table tremblingly.

"Masaka!" The island ambassador followed the young fat man's hand and shouted in surprise.

"Judge Death! He... Why did he come to me? Isn't he in the Demon City?" The young fat man looked at the ambassador in horror and asked.

"Kun Ogawa, please be sure to return home immediately! Only this is the safest." The ambassador of the island country was silent for a moment, and then spoke.

"Can it be... it be fake?" said a fat young man in panic.

Obviously, both him and the island ambassador have heard of the Death Judge.

It is precisely because they heard of the Death Judge and knew the horror of the Death Judge that they were so scared.

"It shouldn't be. No outsiders have ever been here, so our people won't make this joke." The ambassador of the island country shook his head and then spoke.

When the young fat man heard this, he swallowed heavily, and then said, "Hurry! Make me a plane ticket!"

"Okay, Ogawa, I'll make arrangements now." The ambassador of the island country nodded and responded, then looked at the young fat man and continued, "Ogawa, try not to leave. I will arrange for people to protect you, and don't call the police!"

"I know, I won't call the police." The young fat man took a deep breath, and after spitting out a long time, he spoke.

The island ambassador nodded and left the house.

The young fat man looked at the death notice on the table, and after a while, he picked it up and then opened it. After seeing the contents inside, the young fat man immediately gasped.

It's really... it's really the judge of death, he really knows my secret!!!

Death notice:

Watanabe Ogawa, male, 25 years old, island nationality, occupation, diplomat.

Crime: 3 strong women fucked 3 people, 19 people fucked 19 people.

There were 10 people, including 6 men and 4 women.

Drug trafficking.

Trial execution time, 8 pm.

Executor: Death judge!

Why... Why did the Death Judge come to the capital and even come to me directly...

Because he had also seen the death trial, Watanabe Ogawa was very frightened and afraid of the tragic death methods of the criminals in the death trial.

Damn it! I can't die! I want to return home! I still have a great youth, I can't be killed by the judge of death! Don't be tortured to death by him!

When Watanabe Ogawa thought of this, he suddenly felt cold and shivered.

He remembered the tragic way of death of the criminals in the death trial.

Beijing, XX private club.

"Cheers!" two island people raised their glasses and shouted loudly.

"Nobunaga, I'll ask you about Zhao Liying. I'll wait for good news tonight." A vulgar man said to a middle-aged man with an excited look on his face.

"Don't worry, Rukawa, tonight, we will catch Zhao Liying and put her on your bed." The middle-aged man laughed and then spoke.

"Then, I have to wait for good news from Nobunaga Jun." The despicable man said with an excited look on his face.

"Hahaha, just don't worry, Rukawa, your wish will come true soon. We have followed Zhao Liying and have confirmed that she has come to Beijing today, and her place of check-in has been confirmed. We are just waiting for a while to take action." The middle-aged man raised his lips and then spoke.

"Okay, then, after Nobunaga Jun sent Zhao Liying to my room, I would like to thank you very much." The despicable man said with his eyes lit up.

"Okay, so cheers!" the middle-aged man said loudly.

At this moment, a scream suddenly came out: "Boss, death... death notice..."

The middle-aged man's younger brother ran in with a panic look on his face. He was holding a black invitation letter in his hand, with five bloody big words written on the invitation letter.

Death notice!

"Death notice? Bagayalu, which bastard dares to send me this?" the middle-aged man roared with anger.

"Diet...death notice?" The despicable man shivered suddenly when he heard this.

"Rukawa-kun? Do you know the death notice?" the middle-aged man asked in confusion.

"I know, I know... the death notice is a preview of the death judge and a preview of the murder..." The wretched man swallowed heavily and then spoke.

"Judge of Death?" the middle-aged man asked in confusion.

He didn't know the death notice, nor did he know the death judge, otherwise he wouldn't be surprised.

The vulgar man couldn't help but tremble, and then spoke:

"The judge of death is a pervert in this country, a devil. He killed people like a scammer, and all the criminals were killed. He tried many times, and no one could escape his life. Unless he took the initiative to stop, no one could survive."

"Rukawa, are you sure you are not drunk? How could this world be so reversal?" The middle-aged man frowned and then spoke.

The vulgar man looked at the death notice in the middle-aged man's younger brother's hand, and then spoke:

"Nobunaga, what I said is true. I have seen the Death Trial. It is because of me that I know how terrifying it is. Originally, the Death Judge was in the Demon City, but now, he has come to the capital."

"Damn it! He is really that powerful?" the middle-aged man asked with a frown.

"Yes, Nobunaga, Judge Death is really terrifying. He has many abilities, and they are all superpowers. We can't deal with him..." The vulgar man responded in panic.
Chapter completed!