The police felt very funny and asked:
"Hit you with a small spoon? It's still plastic. Just hit you with a spoon, and you still report to the police? Are you in a hurry? Go cool off and stay there."
"I mean it, police, it's a spoon, and he's hitting me with this spoon."
Several police officers looked at the former criminal Han Fei with sarcasm on their faces.
"Let's go quickly, don't disturb our normal work. A small plastic spoon is still killing you. You are paranoid, can the small spoon kill you? Can it kill you?"
Han Fei came out of the police station listlessly.
He walked towards home step by step.
But from all audience perspectives in the live broadcast room.
Everyone can see clearly.
The Spoon Killer followed Han Fei every step of the way.
The little white plastic spoon was still hitting the back of his head with a "bang bang..." at a rate of five beats per second.
The spoon hits lightly every time it comes down.
But it is always one after another, continuing to knock.
It never stopped.
Han Fei returned home and sat on the sofa, panting heavily.
The spoon killer was still standing behind the sofa, and the spoon in his hand was still knocking.
He broke down and ran to lie on his bed.
Tossing and turning on the bed, but the spoon didn't stop for a moment.
Little by little, he kept tapping on his head.
Han Fei closed his eyes and tried hard to sleep.
He thought: Maybe it will be all right after falling asleep.
The light little spoon on his head tapped one after another.
He couldn't sleep at all.
He couldn't sleep no matter what!
At this moment.
Throughout the Huaxia Kingdom, Burma Kingdom, and Kimchi Kingdom, there were many viewers in the live broadcast room.
A heart of fear has already arisen in everyone's heart.
"I dare say, this is the scariest of all the horror movies I have seen."
"That's right! If it's a murderer, the pain will only be momentary if you cut it with a knife, but this spoon murderer is endless!"
"You think, it's just such a small spoon. Although it doesn't hurt you every time it hits you, it keeps knocking. Think about it, what is the concept?"
"You can't catch the spoon, you can't touch it, it just keeps knocking on your head."
"Damn it, this will drive people crazy! Crash!"
"Everyone, feel it with your heart and think about it. If there is really a spoon killer, standing next to your body now. It keeps hitting your head with a spoon. Think about it, how hopeless it is. matter."
"Damn, upstairs, don't say that I thought about it just now, and my whole body started to tremble all of a sudden. This is so fucking scary."
……
Han Fei tossed and turned on the bed, rolling from one side of the bed to the other.
He even tightly covered his ears with both hands and hugged his head,
But the audience saw it for real, the face of the spoon killer clown was always wearing an evil smile.
The white spoon in his hand "bang bang bang..." kept knocking.
The time in the screen of the entire live broadcast room has passed a whole night.
After Han Fei kept struggling to get up on the bed, he just walked into the bathroom.
suddenly!
On the big mirror in the bathroom, he saw the clown-like spoon killer behind him.
Han Fei stood in front of the mirror blankly, his eyes staring at the spoon killer in horror.
His hands were still knocking back and forth on the back of Han Fei's head.
His two eyes also looked at Han Fei playfully.
At this moment.
Only then did the audience see clearly that Han Fei's left and right eyes had begun to congest and turn red.
And when the angle of view of the live broadcast was placed at the back of Han Fei's head.
Everyone just saw that the back of the head was on a point where the spoon kept hitting it.
It was like a bloody pimple.
The lump was full of blood, and it looked like it was in danger of bursting at any moment.
The Spoon Killer was still following Han Fei.
Wherever he goes?
He's sitting on the toilet!
He went to the kitchen to eat!
He sat down to drink water, he lay on the sofa, and the spoon killer kept hitting him on the head with a spoon!
Five times a second.
Never more knocks, and no less knocks.
The flow of time in the live broadcast room is much faster than that in the live broadcast room.
The audience is also very easy to understand, just like watching TV dramas, the time in the screen passes quickly, but for the people inside, it is a second and a second, which is extremely long.
One afternoon two months later.
The audience saw that Han Fei's eyes were bloodshot, and blood was already dripping from the corners of his eyes.
There is not much blood, just a little bit after a while.
Hang in the corner of your eye!
Where the back of Han Fei's head was hit with a spoon, blood was already dripping out bit by bit.
at the same time.
When the screen in the live broadcast room is pulled to the side angle of view.
Everyone can clearly feel it.
At this moment, Han Fei had the skull on the back of his head.
It seems that I have stayed a little longer than before!
At this moment, an incomparably horrifying feeling of creepiness rushed into everyone's heart.
……
Kimchi domestic.
This matter has caused an uproar.
Although it was late at night, many people had already rested according to their previous life.
But the news that was pushed on the headlines on the front page and on major forums around the world, "tick tick tick..." rings non-stop on many people's mobile phones.
"It's a real hammer. The god of death who tried criminals in China and Myanmar has landed in Kimchi."
"Han Fei, the perverted criminal who bullies children in Kimchee Country, is being tried, and he has adopted the worst and most terrifying torture method."
"Focus on my friends. I am a PC reporter from Kimchi Country. Many people are watching a live broadcast called Death Trial. Is this live broadcast true? We have already contacted the Chinese and Burmese officials. They all said that the people on trial in this live broadcast are all sinners in reality, which is completely true!"
"Friends from the audience, now I have come to the house where Han Fei lived before. We searched all the inside and outside of this house, and found that Han Fei was nowhere to be found. Moreover, the inspection records and monitoring showed that Han Fei had no trace at all. I have never left my home a hundred meters away. So at this moment, everyone is wondering where the trial room where Han Fei was dragged to?"
The entire kimchi country was a sensation, and many people rushed to tell each other with their mobile phones, as if they were happy.
In their minds, the death judge is now the number one popular star, surpassing all the famous people in their country.
Even Zong T's current popularity rankings have fallen behind the Judge.
……
On the screen of the trial room that everyone was staring at.
I saw the clown spoon killer, the spoon was still knocking back and forth "bang bang bang...".
at this time.
The time in the live broadcast screen has stopped until one year later.
Many people saw that the entire bone and flesh of the back of Han Fei's head had been knocked to the point of collapse.
His head was dripping with blood, his eyes were bleeding, his eyes were bleeding, his nose was bleeding, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding!
His whole head and face were livid.
It was as if he had suffered a serious blow!
"Hit you with a small spoon? It's still plastic. Just hit you with a spoon, and you still report to the police? Are you in a hurry? Go cool off and stay there."
"I mean it, police, it's a spoon, and he's hitting me with this spoon."
Several police officers looked at the former criminal Han Fei with sarcasm on their faces.
"Let's go quickly, don't disturb our normal work. A small plastic spoon is still killing you. You are paranoid, can the small spoon kill you? Can it kill you?"
Han Fei came out of the police station listlessly.
He walked towards home step by step.
But from all audience perspectives in the live broadcast room.
Everyone can see clearly.
The Spoon Killer followed Han Fei every step of the way.
The little white plastic spoon was still hitting the back of his head with a "bang bang..." at a rate of five beats per second.
The spoon hits lightly every time it comes down.
But it is always one after another, continuing to knock.
It never stopped.
Han Fei returned home and sat on the sofa, panting heavily.
The spoon killer was still standing behind the sofa, and the spoon in his hand was still knocking.
He broke down and ran to lie on his bed.
Tossing and turning on the bed, but the spoon didn't stop for a moment.
Little by little, he kept tapping on his head.
Han Fei closed his eyes and tried hard to sleep.
He thought: Maybe it will be all right after falling asleep.
The light little spoon on his head tapped one after another.
He couldn't sleep at all.
He couldn't sleep no matter what!
At this moment.
Throughout the Huaxia Kingdom, Burma Kingdom, and Kimchi Kingdom, there were many viewers in the live broadcast room.
A heart of fear has already arisen in everyone's heart.
"I dare say, this is the scariest of all the horror movies I have seen."
"That's right! If it's a murderer, the pain will only be momentary if you cut it with a knife, but this spoon murderer is endless!"
"You think, it's just such a small spoon. Although it doesn't hurt you every time it hits you, it keeps knocking. Think about it, what is the concept?"
"You can't catch the spoon, you can't touch it, it just keeps knocking on your head."
"Damn it, this will drive people crazy! Crash!"
"Everyone, feel it with your heart and think about it. If there is really a spoon killer, standing next to your body now. It keeps hitting your head with a spoon. Think about it, how hopeless it is. matter."
"Damn, upstairs, don't say that I thought about it just now, and my whole body started to tremble all of a sudden. This is so fucking scary."
……
Han Fei tossed and turned on the bed, rolling from one side of the bed to the other.
He even tightly covered his ears with both hands and hugged his head,
But the audience saw it for real, the face of the spoon killer clown was always wearing an evil smile.
The white spoon in his hand "bang bang bang..." kept knocking.
The time in the screen of the entire live broadcast room has passed a whole night.
After Han Fei kept struggling to get up on the bed, he just walked into the bathroom.
suddenly!
On the big mirror in the bathroom, he saw the clown-like spoon killer behind him.
Han Fei stood in front of the mirror blankly, his eyes staring at the spoon killer in horror.
His hands were still knocking back and forth on the back of Han Fei's head.
His two eyes also looked at Han Fei playfully.
At this moment.
Only then did the audience see clearly that Han Fei's left and right eyes had begun to congest and turn red.
And when the angle of view of the live broadcast was placed at the back of Han Fei's head.
Everyone just saw that the back of the head was on a point where the spoon kept hitting it.
It was like a bloody pimple.
The lump was full of blood, and it looked like it was in danger of bursting at any moment.
The Spoon Killer was still following Han Fei.
Wherever he goes?
He's sitting on the toilet!
He went to the kitchen to eat!
He sat down to drink water, he lay on the sofa, and the spoon killer kept hitting him on the head with a spoon!
Five times a second.
Never more knocks, and no less knocks.
The flow of time in the live broadcast room is much faster than that in the live broadcast room.
The audience is also very easy to understand, just like watching TV dramas, the time in the screen passes quickly, but for the people inside, it is a second and a second, which is extremely long.
One afternoon two months later.
The audience saw that Han Fei's eyes were bloodshot, and blood was already dripping from the corners of his eyes.
There is not much blood, just a little bit after a while.
Hang in the corner of your eye!
Where the back of Han Fei's head was hit with a spoon, blood was already dripping out bit by bit.
at the same time.
When the screen in the live broadcast room is pulled to the side angle of view.
Everyone can clearly feel it.
At this moment, Han Fei had the skull on the back of his head.
It seems that I have stayed a little longer than before!
At this moment, an incomparably horrifying feeling of creepiness rushed into everyone's heart.
……
Kimchi domestic.
This matter has caused an uproar.
Although it was late at night, many people had already rested according to their previous life.
But the news that was pushed on the headlines on the front page and on major forums around the world, "tick tick tick..." rings non-stop on many people's mobile phones.
"It's a real hammer. The god of death who tried criminals in China and Myanmar has landed in Kimchi."
"Han Fei, the perverted criminal who bullies children in Kimchee Country, is being tried, and he has adopted the worst and most terrifying torture method."
"Focus on my friends. I am a PC reporter from Kimchi Country. Many people are watching a live broadcast called Death Trial. Is this live broadcast true? We have already contacted the Chinese and Burmese officials. They all said that the people on trial in this live broadcast are all sinners in reality, which is completely true!"
"Friends from the audience, now I have come to the house where Han Fei lived before. We searched all the inside and outside of this house, and found that Han Fei was nowhere to be found. Moreover, the inspection records and monitoring showed that Han Fei had no trace at all. I have never left my home a hundred meters away. So at this moment, everyone is wondering where the trial room where Han Fei was dragged to?"
The entire kimchi country was a sensation, and many people rushed to tell each other with their mobile phones, as if they were happy.
In their minds, the death judge is now the number one popular star, surpassing all the famous people in their country.
Even Zong T's current popularity rankings have fallen behind the Judge.
……
On the screen of the trial room that everyone was staring at.
I saw the clown spoon killer, the spoon was still knocking back and forth "bang bang bang...".
at this time.
The time in the live broadcast screen has stopped until one year later.
Many people saw that the entire bone and flesh of the back of Han Fei's head had been knocked to the point of collapse.
His head was dripping with blood, his eyes were bleeding, his eyes were bleeding, his nose was bleeding, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding!
His whole head and face were livid.
It was as if he had suffered a serious blow!
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