Fatty Wang, who was driving, didn't care about the ash at all because it was very common.

However, the next second, the ashes flew into his eyes.

Fatty Wang instinctively turned his head to the right, trying to avoid the ashes that had already entered his eyes, and then he was blinking back and forth by the uncomfortable feeling in his eyes, and his hands couldn't help but rub them.

At this moment, the car suddenly bumped and then the car got out of control.

Fatty Wang, who was rubbing his eyes, suddenly turned pale and he hurried to control the steering wheel.

But he opened too fast, his eyes felt uncomfortable again, and his vision was disturbed.

The next second, the car crashed into a big tree on the side of the road.

A loud "bang" sound came, and the front of the car was instantly knocked down, and then it was protruded into the car.

Two "click, click" sound, followed by a "bang".

Fatty Wang's right leg was broken by the front of the car that was squeezed into the driver's seat.

However, his left hand was raised because of rubbing his eyes. The moment the car hit the big tree, it hit the windshield, and instantly broke the bones, even exposed.

Because of inertia, his head was intimate and had a close contact with the steering wheel. His head was hit instantly and his teeth were broken seven or eight.

Fatty Wang lay on the steering wheel, motionless, and he was knocked fainted, but from his still undulating back, it is not difficult to see that he is not dead yet.

After a while, Fatty Wang raised his head and then let out a miserable wail.

"ah……"

The pain, extremely severe pain, strongly stimulating Wang Fatty's nerves.

Blood flowed out of Fatty Wang's mouth with Fatty Wang's wailing. Coupled with Fatty Wang's bloody face, it looked miserable no matter how you look.

"I...my hands...my legs...ah..." Fatty Wang discovered the fact that his hand was broken and his leg was broken, and then let out a more shrill scream.

His body was trembling, trembling, and howling after thunder.

Suddenly, Fatty Wang thought of something and his pupils shrank suddenly.

"Yes... it's the judge of death... it must be him... he can control how others die... No! No! I don't want to die!" Fatty Wang shouted in extreme horror, and then hurriedly moved his fat body.

However, his body was too bloated, and it was difficult to get off the car normally, let alone if his right leg was broken and he was still stuck.

"Save me! Save me!" Fatty Wang saw a passing car and hurriedly shouted out the window.

Unfortunately, the passing cars didn't stop and drove past them.

"Grass! Are all people nowadays so heartless?" Fatty Wang roared angrily.

Live broadcast room.

"Damn it! This fat man is so embarrassed to say this, Damn, his conscience is eaten by the dog, and he is talking about others."

"That's right, he's so heartless. Damn, it's not like this. How could he sell zombie meat and harm others? He killed many people and caused more people to be sick and hospitalized."

"This is a fool, no matter what he does."

"After that being said, many people are indeed in trouble now and will not help..."

"Stop talking nonsense, can you help? If you help with the front foot, you might lose everything."

"Oh, people nowadays have lost their moral concepts, which is really entangled."

"It's not that the good people have become bad, but that the bad people have become old..."

"Someone is still kind-hearted and will help others, but I don't want anyone to help this Fatty Wang."

"So too, this fat man, please tell him to die. Living is a waste of food and polluting the air."

In the dim room in the capital.

Looking at the big screen that he could only see by himself, Ye Chen smiled coldly and continued to write with his right hand holding the pen.

"The oil tank started dripping oil, the car was lit by cigarette butts, and it caught fire and exploded, and Fatty Wang was burned to death."

On the road.

Fatty Wang tried hard with fear. He wanted to leave the car and leave the place, which was the worst. He had to call for help or ask for help.

However, his cell phone was smashed with his right leg, and he asked for help, but no one stopped.

And now, he is in the midst of a death judgment.

Fatty Wang has already begun to understand the horror of the judge of death.

At the beginning, he was crippled. If he continued, God knew what would happen.

He doesn't want to die, he still wants to live.

So, he opened the car door with his right hand and then began to try hard to pull his right leg, wanting to save himself.

Every time he uses his right hand to pull his right leg, Fatty Wang will scream for a while, because his right leg is broken, and any force he uses will lead to the wound.

However, Fatty Wang didn't dare to stop at all.

He is still working hard.

As he worked hard, his face quickly turned pale because of pain and fear.

At this moment, a strange smell spread to Fatty Wang's nostrils, and it became stronger and stronger.

Fatty Wang, who had just pulled the right leg, was screaming.

This increasingly strong smell did not attract Wang Fatty at first.

But when the pain eased slightly, Fatty Wang suddenly stood there.

Gasoline smell...where does gasoline come from...

wrong!

Fatty Wang suddenly thought of something and hurried to look at the cigarette butts.

The next second, he saw the cigarette butts that were still smoking.

Fatty Wang's pupils shrank suddenly, and then he stared at the boss.

"No...not good!" Fatty Wang screamed, and then wanted to get the cigarette butt under the car seat.

Unfortunately, he couldn't reach it. Not only did he not reach it, but he also pulled his right leg again.

"Ao..."

Fatty Wang let out a miserable wail.

However, he tried hard to get enough of the cigarette butts because he knew that if he waited, the car would be lit.

He tried hard to reach the cigarette butt, and the pain from his right leg and left hand was also ignored by Fatty Wang.

The judge of death was invisible to him, and he was afraid, but the cigarette butt was a danger to see, and he was even more afraid.

As he approached, his right hand was getting closer and closer to the cigarette butt.

A hint of relief appeared on Fatty Wang's face. He was about to catch the cigarette butt and the danger was about to be eliminated.
Chapter completed!